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[tense music]

- [breathing sharply]

[grunts]

- I wouldn't do that.

[unsettling music]

[liquid pouring]

Now, listen closely.

I will do whatever it takes to get what's in here.

Do you understand?

What do you remember?

- What?

- I gave you back a memory.

And I need you to tell me, what do you remember?

[pensive music]

- Authorization key.

- 487AB.

- Welcome back, Kate Parker.

We've detected 16 occurrences of reduced serotonin

since your last cleanse.

Would you like to review them?

- No. Proceed.

- Confirmed.

Would you like full memory deletion

or the deletion of the associated emotions?

- Full deletion. Proceed.

- Confirmed.

16 negative memories queued for removal.

[tense music]

Have a great day.

- Welcome to Vitality, where yesterday's troubles

are forever forgotten.

- It's been proven now that those who delete their memories

are 90% less likely to experience symptoms of PTSD.

- Is it really that surprising that deleting

traumatic memories makes for a less traumatic life?

- Violent crime, a 28% reduction...

- Welcome to Vitality, where yesterday's troubles

are forever forgotten.

- Experiences you can't get back.

- I don't want these experiences back.

This is the new world.

- And 52% reduction in...

- Remember what you want to remember,

and forget what you want to forget.

- Next month, the New Dawn policy

will require everyone to register

under a memory cleanse subscription.

I, for one, am happy about that fact.

[indistinct chatter]

- I don't understand.

What is this?

- Sir, your employer requires you to sign up with one

of our programs if you are to maintain

eligibility for reemployment.

- Bullshit.

I've been with this job for 13 years.

- It's your employer's policy, sir.

And soon it will be nationwide.

So if you would-- - Nationwide?

They can't do that.

- Statistics show that employees

who frequently cleanse are more efficient than non-cleansers.

- Non-cleansers?

[sighs] So, what,

you saying I'm unfit for work?

- I'm only saying that starting next week,

all non-cleansers will be considered

an emotional liability.

So let's take a look at that premium policy.

That's one memory cleanse every ten business days.

[paper tearing]

[object clattering]

- So...you gonna pick that shit up?

[object thuds]

You OK?

- Yeah. Thanks.

[dark music]

- Welcome to Vitality, where yesterday's troubles

are forever forgotten.

Move on from the traumas of the past,

and start your future today.

Remember what you want to remember.

Forget what you want to forget.

Collective memory therapy is the number one choice

for true professionals.

[continues indistinctly]

Now here are three steps you can do right now

to prepare for the New Dawn policy.

Number one...

- Welcome back.

Kate, we detected 16 occurrences--

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

- Thank you for visiting Vitality.

We are now closing.

Please proceed to the customer exit.

- I transferred your asshole client to the other branch.

He won't be coming back here.

- What are you talking about?

- How often?

- How often what?

- How often are you cleansing, Kate?

- Two or three times a day.

Why do you care?

- You know, never mind.

Forget I said anything.

[lights click off]

[lights clicking on]

[alarm blaring]

- Emergency power out.

Please proceed to the north exit.

Emergency power out. Please proceed...

- Looks like a false alarm.

Maintenance is getting on it right now.

I'm gonna go check--

[unsettling music]

Kate?

Kate, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

- [muffled] Hey, hey, hey.

Kate? Kate?

Everything is OK.

[lights clicking on]

- I'm fine.

I just need a cleanse.

- Kate, we gotta run some diagnostics first.

Surge like this might--

- It's--it's OK.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[jazzy music playing]

- You're late.

- First time for everything. Right, sis?

[can pops]

- Is it good?

- Yeah.

How's the hospital?

- Hmm.

Same old, same old.

You know how it is.

- Vitality's been getting busy prepping for the new policy.

How is Jesse, by the way?

Feel like I haven't seen him around in a while.

- You cleansed our last visit, didn't you?

- No.

Not all of it.

- Jesus.

- What?

- Jesse and I split last month.

It's the third time I've told you.

- OK.

You don't have to feel like this.

- Excuse me?

- These circumstances are exactly what cleanses are for.

- I don't need this.

- Come on. I have an employee pass.

I can get you in for free. - It's not about the money.

- Don't you want to forget about him?

- No!

[breathes deeply]

[bangs on table]

[somber music]

You know what?

I'm done playing a part

in these little loops of yours, Kate.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- Do you understand how many times

we've had this same argument?

Maybe you haven't noticed, but with every cleanse,

you get more and more distant.

- I'm not cleansing everything.

I'm just cleansing the parts that are--

- What, hard?

I think I'm done.

- You know, the policy is gonna go through,

and your hospital is gonna adopt it.

And I'm just trying to help.

You're my sister, Mags.

- Half.

I think you should just go.

And you know what?

If you're gonna cleanse any of our time together,

just don't bother coming back.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[tires screech]

[eerie music]

- Struggling with the loss of a loved one,

a traumatic incident, an embarrassing social mistake?

Whatever your trauma, sign up for our

memory cleanse programs today.

Since Vitality's rollout,

there's been a significant reduction in addiction,

child abuse, domestic violence, and overall violent crimes.

Embrace the New Dawn policy, and get the cleanse.

- [sighs]

- Authorization key.

- 487AB.

- Welcome back, Kate Parker.

We've detected 12 occurrences of reduced serotonin

since your last cleanse.

Would you like to review them?

- No. Proceed.

- Confirmed.

12 negative me--me--me--

[tense music]

- [breathing heavily]

[birds chirping]

Kate. - Kate. I'm James.

- Firm handshake there, James.

- Yeah, sorry. - [laughs]

[soft music]

[child laughs]

Did you just wake up?

Whoo!

That was a good one. That was a good one.

Oh!

- Ah!

- This is just a formality.

- Glad betraying my trust is a formality for you.

- It's just-- - We had an agreement.

- Kate.

- I told you what I wanted to say.

[somber music]

[birds chirping]

[explosion]

[screaming]

[ominous music]

[fire roaring]

- Two to command, be advised we have

high heat and low visibility...

- Yeah, looks like someone left the gas stove on.

Household spark did the rest.

- Is the fire contained?

- Yeah, looks like we're out of the profile now.

- OK.

- [breathing shakily]

[breathing rapidly]

[tense music]

[echoing] - Kate.

- Kate. I'm James. - Yeah.

- [gasps]

[echoing] - Yeah, that's correct.

- Kate, wait.

- We've detected 16 occurrences

of reduced serotonin since your last cleanse.

[tense music]

[distorted, echoing dialogue]

- Kate, are you OK?

- Yeah.

- Did you just cleanse?

- Uh--

- Come with me.

[muffled] Kate.

Kate.

[normally] Kate.

- No.

Before today, I didn't know they existed.

- Are you sure they were old memories?

- I thought this wasn't possible.

- It's not.

- When a memory is erased,

it's supposed to be gone forever.

Has this even happened before?

- Absolutely not.

- This is Natalie.

She's my acting supervisor... for now.

- First thing we're gonna need to do

is re-extract those memories.

How many would you say there are?

Weeks? Months?

- I don't know.

- OK, well, that sounds like a class five extraction.

I'm gonna need you to schedule a retrograde immediately.

Kate...

I'm really sorry that this happened to you.

- Scheduled.

- Good.

- Just meet at retrograde at 1500.

Hang in there, Kate.

[echoing] - Kate.

- [echoing] Kate. I'm James.

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music]

[normally] - Hello?

- Excuse me.

[keyboard clacking]

- [humming]

[knocking on wall]

- Hey, Del. - Kate, how are you?

Ah, I haven't seen you since the company Christmas party.

What brings you to my department?

- I was hoping you could give me a peek at diagnostics

on memory dispenser number 6.

- Oh, you need a quadrant clearance for that, Kate.

I'm sorry. You know it's dumb, but--

- I understand.

I'm just trying to do Walter a favor.

He left a detail out on his report yesterday.

He's getting chewed out right now.

So maybe we could just right his wrong,

and then the higher-ups won't overreact.

- Yeah.

Well, you know...

[inhales sharply] I can give you two minutes.

[curious music]

Looks like dispensary 6

has been running on full capacity for 7,622 cycles.

Did you hear of a malfunction?

- No. - Oh.

- When was its last maintenance?

- 6:22, ooh, last night.

- Right after the alarm?

- Yeah, right after the alarm.

But that would be security.

They like to run diagnostics on all the machines

after an incident.

Looks like somebody was Johnny-on-the-spot.

Anything else I can do for you?

- I'm fine. Thank you.

- Yeah.

Yeah, anything for Walter.

He's a good guy, you know.

- Yeah.

Actually, Del, have you ever heard

of a memory being archived?

- What do you mean?

- Like, Vitality servers saving a memory

after a host deletes it?

- [laughs] Come on, Kate.

You know that's impossible.

Not only do we not have the technology,

but, jeez, it's a company guarantee.

Once you cleanse a memory, it's gone forever.

- That's what I thought.

Thanks. - Uh-huh.

[pensive music]

- Kate to retrograde, rerouting to fifth floor.

[suspenseful music]

- If you could relax your head for me.

- OK.

[sighs]

[breathing deeply]

[machinery beeping]

What's that for?

- We can't have you accidentally removing

any sensors mid-procedure.

The restraints are just to avoid

any unintentional movement.

[phone buzzes]

[phone buzzes]

- Sorry, ma'am, but we do not allow

cell phones next to the equipment.

- We'll just put that with the rest of your personables.

- Can I--can I just postpone this procedure?

- I'm sorry?

- I'd like to reschedule my retrograde.

- I'm sorry, ma'am, but we've already prepped the machine.

There's-- - [grunts]

- There's no--look, ma'am,

I'm gonna need you to calm down,

or else I'm gonna have to--

- [grunting]

- Hold her down, God damn it.

[beeping]

- [gasping, grunting] - Grab her!

Hold her down, God damn it.

- [grunts]

[objects clattering]

- Get her!

[tense music]

- [panting]

- This is alpha team requesting status update.

Shutting down east corridor.

Continue with your sweep.

Keep an eye out for any...

[phone buzzes]

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Employee announcement.

Kate Parker to retrograde.

Repeat, Kate Parker to retrograde.

Employee announcement.

Kate Parker to retrograde.

- Wow, Kate.

You all right?

[phone buzzes] - Fine.

[no audible dialogue]

[elevator dings]

[tense music]

- Shouldn't you be in retrograde?

- I was, but they had to reschedule.

[alarm blaring]

- Employee Kate Parker.

[indistinct] Security.

- We don't have to do this.

- Natalie to security.

[both grunting]

- Don't let Parker leave the building.

[suspenseful music]

- [breathing heavily]

- Hey.

- Walter.

[indistinct announcement over P.A. system]

[electricity crackling]

- Set up a perimeter.

Don't let her leave.

- [groans]

[both grunting]

[alarm blaring]

- [breathing heavily]

[muffled] - What do you remember?

- [speaking indistinctly]

- I gave you back a memory.

[normally] And I need you to tell me,

what do you remember?

[suspenseful music]

- [breathes sharply] - What is it?

- No, I can't.

- What are you seeing?

- I can't. - Tell me.

- No, I won't do that.

[panting]

- You cleansers are all the same.

- Wait.

What are you doing?

- Just speeding up the process.

- What is that?

- Hold still.

- [shouts] - [grunts]

No.

No! No.

No.

[suspenseful music]

I will get that memory.

So you're gonna let me do my job,

or you can continue to piss me off.

- [panting] I'll tell you.

I'll tell you.

- [breathing heavily]

- [panting] What is this?

- Nothing you haven't lived before.

- No, wait!

[suspenseful music]

[keys jingle]

[flame whooshes]

[birds chirping]

Hey, babe.

- Hey.

[keys jingle]

- Hi.

- It's a pirate ship.

- It's perfect.

Looks like we have an architect here.

- I have more. I'll show you.

- OK.

[soft music]

Hey, sweetie. - Hey.

[flame whooshes]

Hey, could you sign this real quick?

Don't make it a big deal.

Just sign it and pass it back.

- "I hereby agree to refrain from discussing or alluding

"to any detail pertaining to the selected memories

for cleanse by one James T. Parker."

- Kate, I technically don't need your permission, all right?

- Hmm. - This is just a formality.

- Glad my trust is just a formality to you.

- Kate, please.

- No, we had an agreement.

If the nightmares continued, you were gonna go

back to Mrs. Hill, not cleanse five years of your life away.

- I know guys that have cleansed a decade.

[pan sizzling]

Hey.

Hey.

[sighs]

I need this.

[soft music]

- I don't think this is the answer.

- I'm scheduled for Thursday. [sighs]

[somber music]

Kate, wait.

- I told you what I wanted to say.

[dramatic music]

[explosion]

- Someone left the gas stove on.

[birds chirping]

[soft music]

- Hey.

[keys jingle]

- It's a pirate ship.

- Charles.

- I have more. I'll show you.

[suspenseful music]

[flame whooshes]

- Hey, could you sign this real quick?

- What is this?

James.

James.

James.

OK, get up and go get Charles, James.

- I don't even need your permission.

This is just a formality.

- James, you need to get up

and get Charles and get out of here.

[tense music]

- I need this.

- Whatever this is, I want out.

- Not until you see.

- I'm scheduled for Thursday.

[somber music]

- I'm so sorry.

- Kate, wait.

[dramatic music]

[explosion]

[soft music]

Hey.

- Come here, baby.

You gotta get out. - It's a pirate ship.

- You gotta leave, OK, baby?

- I have more. I'll show you.

- All right, get up. Come on.

- You can't change a memory, Kate,

but you can notice something you missed.

- It was my fault.

I was so caught up in that stupid argument,

I left the gas on.

[flame whooshes]

- Stop wasting time.

The stove.

- Kate, wait.

[suspenseful music]

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

It was turned off, Kate.

[explosion] [keys jingle]

- Hey. - It's a pirate ship.

I have more. I'll show you.

- Check the vent below the painting.

[suspenseful music]

- Could you sign this real quick?

- Now you see.

This wasn't an accident.

[dramatic music]

- [gasping]

- I'm sorry, but I had to be sure.

- How dare you?

- How dare I?

Let's make something really clear.

You're the one that deleted your son

and your husband.

You erased them from existence.

- It's not like that.

- You know what I really want to know?

What kind of parent wants to forget their child?

I'd say, some mother you are.

- [spits]

- [grunts, cries]

[sobbing]

- You done?

Vitality killed your family, but they weren't the target.

You were.

My guess is, you saw something you weren't meant to see.

- What do you care?

- Why do I care?

November 16th, they took something from me.

[dramatic music]

Six days later, your family was killed.

- What are you saying?

- I'm saying there's a connection.

- What is this?

- Your memory archive.

Only date with a missing memory?

November 16, same date.

Clearly Vitality doesn't want anyone viewing it.

So if I find that memory, I find the proof

I need to take them down.

- Take them down.

Do you hear yourself?

- What is wrong with you?

Vitality killed your family, made you erase your son,

and you're just gonna sit there?

[somber music]

No payback?

You just want to go on with your life?

You don't even want to know why?

You help me find that memory, and we can find out together.

- Untie me.

- OK.

There you go.

[grunts, groans]

- [breathing heavily]

That was for the backhand.

I'll help you find the memory.

I'm not gonna be your hostage.

- Fair enough.

- Do I get your name, at least?

- No.

[birds chirping]

[indistinct chatter]

[muffled] - You look different today.

- Oh, yeah, how so?

- You didn't shave.

- No, I didn't. - No.

But you should. - Oh, I don't know.

- I like it. I do. I do.

- Do you like it?

- Yeah, I like the scruffy look.

- I look like a caveman?

- No, like a hot lumberjack.

[laughter]

- It's not Sprite.

It's actually a really good champagne.

- Well, you deserve it.

- And I thought tonight would be a good time to...

well--

- To what?

- I think it's time we just start talking about the future.

- Oh, boy.

What, like jet packs and laser guns?

- Yes. [laughs]

No, do you--you know.

- Oh, this talk. - Yes, this talk.

Not the jet packs.

Before we begin, cheers.

- [gasps, sighs]

- I'm sorry, I was just--

[faint thrumming]

[door slams]

[electricity buzzing]

[sighs]

Thanks for the clothes.

Were they your--

- It's Teddy.

- What is?

- My name is Teddy.

- It's a nice place, Teddy.

- [sighs] When you're assumed dead,

your choice of residency shrinks.

- It's 7:00 AM.

[suspenseful music]

What's this?

- That is the only lead I got.

When I broke into the dispensary,

I found an encrypted name buried in the code.

- Do you know who he is?

- Hopefully somebody that knows about

that missing memory of yours.

I did a background sweep.

Practically came up empty, except for that address.

- Guessing that's where we're headed?

- That is where we're headed.

- Could be a setup.

- Could be.

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music]

- I need two units in the upper east quadrant.

What are you doing, Kate?

[indistinct chatter]

- We just got some new orders.

[birds chirping]

- What's that for?

- Helps with my anxiety.

[suspenseful music]

- Looks like no one's home.

- Doesn't mean there won't be any surprises.

Keep your eyes open.

- We're breaking in?

- You want to ring the doorbell?

[suspenseful music]

[ominous music]

I think you're right.

Whoever was here is long gone.

- Wait. Teddy!

[sharp bang] - Ah!

[gun cocking] - Don't you move.

I said don't move.

You...

- Son of a bitch. - Kick that gun over to me.

Do it now.

- The hell I will.

- Teddy.

- I'm warning you.

[suspenseful music]

- We both know you're not gonna pull that trigger.

- I'll do it.

[breathing heavily]

- Go ahead.

Shoot.

You might want to cock that gun, though.

[gun cocking] [gunshot]

[both grunting]

Who are you?

[blow lands] - [grunts]

- Who are you? - I can't.

They'll kill me.

- Teddy.

- I'm gonna blow your head off if you don't start talking.

- Teddy. - 3, 2--

- Teddy. - What?

- [breathing shakily]

[somber music]

Tea?

- I didn't take you for a tea guy.

We found your name in Vitality code.

Guessing you worked there?

- I tell you something you don't want to hear,

and he'll what?

Beat me again in front of my family?

- Just answer our questions.

We'll leave you alone.

I promise.

Who are you?

- My name's David.

I'm a developer.

Or I was.

- Developer of what?

- The first MC device.

- That's right.

- You're the creator of memory cleanse technology?

- It was my biggest success and my biggest failure.

- Failure?

You helped millions of people delete their traumas.

- Well, that's just it.

Trauma can't be deleted.

- Of course it can.

- People fail to realize the human brain isn't a hard drive.

When a memory is written, it isn't just a series

of ones and zeros you can Control-Shift-Delete.

The subconscious mind can recall trauma

even if the conscious mind can't.

- Cleanses, you're saying they're useless?

- Not useless, no.

Sure, it can help on occasion.

It's like trying to patch a boat with duct tape.

- I would have heard about this before.

- And why do you think you haven't?

- [chuckles]

Sales. What else?

- Vitality's been skewing statistics since its inception,

and those stats are gonna get even worse

with that new policy.

- This is bullshit.

Teddy, let's go.

- Kate, sit down. - No.

Why are you trusting him?

- Do you want me to take over?

- I've been cleansing for years.

You're wrong.

- I'm wrong?

- How do you know? - Know what?

- How do you know the cleansing devices don't work?

- Because I know.

- How do you know?

- Because I couldn't save my brother.

[sighs]

He was a marine.

He was dealing with post-traumatic stress,

so I created the whole thing to help him.

And it worked-- for a while, anyway.

Till one day, he threw himself into a train

after feeling an unexplainable sense of dread

from the flashing lights.

- I'm sorry.

- This isn't a goddamn meet and greet.

Vitality has been archiving memories,

and I want to know why.

- Follow me.

[suspenseful music]

After some clever bait and switching,

I had signed away all ownership to my own invention.

It was soon after, I learned what was really happening.

- Which was?

- Some secret sector called the Vault

creating an archive of extracted memories.

- Why?

- I didn't stick around long enough to find out.

I got out just in time.

- Son of a bitch.

- Been off grid ever since.

Before I left, I downloaded a contact list

of Vitality operatives.

Maybe you can do what I couldn't and free my family.

- Thank you.

[device beeping]

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[suspenseful music]

- What is that?

What did you do?

- I didn't do this.

Oh, God, they're getting close.

Jessica, grab Sam and get to the safe room!

- What did you do?

- I didn't do this.

We've been hiding from them for eight years.

- Teddy.

- Let's go.

How long do we have?

- Just up the road, maybe two minutes.

[keypad beeps]

Come on. Come on.

There's a back exit that way.

Wait, wait, wait.

Find a man named Sid Dyas,

hangs around district 27, code 4815.

- Who is he?

- Hopefully somebody who can find what you're looking for.

- Let's go.

- He's not an ally.

Be careful.

- Taylor 23, be advised we have a visual on both subjects.

- Kate is the only priority.

Bring her in alive.

Use nonlethal rounds.

Anyone else, shoot on sight.

- Shoot on sight?

We were told this was an extraction.

We're not assassins.

- Follow your orders.

[suspenseful music]

[gun cocking]

- Kate, watch out!

[grenade launcher pops]

[beeping]

[explosion]

[high-pitched ringing]

- Permission to engage targets.

- Permission granted.

- Could you sign this real quick?

[explosion]

[muffled] - Kate. Kate.

You gotta get up.

You have to keep moving. Come on.

You got to keep moving!

[normally] Damn it, Sarah!

Get up.

[dramatic music]

- Head over to the east side. Cut them off.

- Copy that. Bravo team pushing east.

Nonlethal rounds are live.

All channels, once you get a clear shot, you take it.

- Copy that. Opening fire.

[gunshots]

[gun cocking] [rapid gunfire]

[gunshots]

[rapid gunfire, gunshots continue]

- They're forking off.

Keep your eyes peeled.

- [breathing heavily] I don't know if I can do this.

- Get your shit together!

[gunshots] - [grunts]

[gun clicks] - Shit.

- [grunting]

[gunshots] [groans]

- Nonlethal rounds.

They want you alive. You take this.

Follow me.

[gunshots]

- Don't move.

[suspenseful music]

- Walter.

[dramatic music]

- What the hell do you think you're doing, Kate?

- Vitality is not who you think they are.

They killed my family.

- Bullshit.

- They've been secretly working on a sector called the Vault.

If you would just let me explain.

Put the gun down.

Come with us.

- Officer 247, do you have a visual?

Over.

- I know you have orders, but please, look around.

Does any of this feel right?

- Officer 247, do you copy?

[suspenseful music]

- God damn it.

You get me proof, all right?

- Yeah.

- Side of the road, through the trees, go.

- Requesting immediate mission update.

Are you still with--

[suspenseful music]

- Target spotted moving east.

Just missed them.

- Why are you not answering your comms?

[muffled] - David!

- [screams]

- David!

David!

- [screams] - David, help!

Let me go. David!

- OK, I'm coming!

Ow.

[grunting]

[coughing]

[breathing heavily]

- [sighs] You've betrayed us for a second time now, David.

- [sobs] How did you--

how did you--

- Find you?

Come on, David. We never lost you.

- [breathing heavily]

- You were doing really good until today.

- [sobbing]

- I'm gonna make sure that your family is taken care of, OK,

but for you--

[gun cocking]

- You're Natalie, right?

I know you.

Vitality's got dirt on you.

You think your loyalty will earn you a clean slate?

They'll never stop.

- You don't know that.

[gun cocking]

[gunshot]

- What the hell is this?

[tense music]

Who was he?

- You know I think I'm starting to like you?

- This is not what we do.

- You don't know a thing about what we do.

- I know more than you think.

I know about the Vault.

That's where you get your orders from, isn't it?

And the memories being archived.

You tell me what the hell is going on, or I walk.

- You know I read your file?

You were an excellent cop, really on your way

to some valor until some friendly fire of yours

killed a civilian.

Now, I need to know, were they just caught in the cross fire?

Or are you just a terrible shot?

[somber music]

We're all hiding from something.

[suspenseful music]

- What do you want to do with him?

[somber music]

[gunshot] - [screams]

[tires squealing]

- When was the last time you slept?

- I'm fine.

- I can drive.

- I said I'm fine.

[radio clicks on, static crackling]

I broke it when I disengaged the company tracker.

- Right.

Out in the forest, you called me Sarah.

Is that the woman from your memories?

She was my wife.

- What happened?

- She was a district attorney.

She was building a case against Vitality.

We were on our way home from the doctor's.

She was glowing.

It was the first time we--

we heard the heartbeat.

When we got back to the house, they--

they were waiting for us,

shot me twice through the ribs

and left me for dead in the gutter.

I was--I was trying to--

You had six years with your boy.

You got to hold him.

I just wanted to see mine.

- I couldn't--

I couldn't live--

- I understand why you erased your memory.

You don't think I've thought about it?

The pain that I feel is all I got left.

So I will not forget.

The people who did this won't get to either.

[dramatic music]

Let's go.

[tense music]

- Wait, do we even know what we're walking into?

- Sid Dyas, if David was telling the truth.

- What if he's not here?

- He has to be, because if this guy can't find your memory,

then we're out of leads.

[panel beeps, dings]

[buttons beeping]

[panel dings]

Feel free to stay outside.

[suspenseful music]

[muffled chatter]

- Welcome in.

Specific sector?

- Browsing.

[muffled chatter continues]

- Fellas.

- Specific sector?

- Looking for Sid Dyas.

- Ah.

Well, you can find him at his usual.

- Thanks.

[suspenseful music]

Think any of these guys are Vitality?

- They don't really fit the bill.

But let's not garner any unwanted attention.

- Yeah.

[person screaming]

- Doctor!

Doctor, who the hell do you think you are?

Hey, step back down!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- What is this place?

- I have no idea, but let's find out.

[dramatic music]

White suit.

Could be our guy.

- Certainly looks important.

[tablet beeps] - We got 612 on her file,

13 of which occurred below the overpass.

- Does this include the struggle leading up to the assault?

- Oh, yeah, she was cleansing all night long, pal.

- Nice.

- Here we go.

- Thank you.

- You're more than welcome.

[gun cocking]

- You must be Sid Dyas.

- [sighs]

What can I do for you?

- Is there a place we could go to for privacy?

[laughter]

- [screaming]

- [groans]

Ow, ow, ow.

Ow.

- What the hell is this place?

- Kate, keep your voice down.

- Tell me.

- I don't know how you got in here.

[gun cocking] OK, hotshot, easy.

Easy with the gun.

These are the trading grounds for the archive.

- Trading?

Memories from Vitality's archive are, what, auctioned off?

- Something like that, yeah.

- By who? For what?

- Well, we have a variety of customers.

Thousands of people cleanse their deepest,

darkest secrets every day.

So a lot of buyers wish to exploit those secrets.

- For what?

- Well, snuffing out threats to Vitality, for starters,

blackmail.

Plus, lots of memories contain precious intel,

ripe for insider trading.

- Operation this big doesn't just stay a secret.

How hasn't law enforcement--

- Done what,

taken away their primary source of evidence?

[scoffs] Yeah.

- You're trading crime intel with the goddamn cops.

- Well, yeah.

I mean, there isn't a more accurate account of a crime

than the memory of the person who experienced it.

Or better yet, the memory of the person

who actually committed the crime.

Chances are, both are rushing in for a cleanse.

[computer beeping]

[suspenseful music]

[gun cocking] Ah! Hey, hey, come on, dude.

I'm just a seller.

- I'm counting on it.

You're gonna find a memory for us.

- OK.

[tablet beeping]

- File named Kate Leslie Parker.

November 16, 2033.

- Normally this would take a couple of minutes,

but you're lucky I'm really good at my job.

- Exploiting people's trauma for profit.

You're a goddamn inspiration.

- OK, I found the file, but it's empty.

- We know.

So where would they store a deleted memory?

- Well, not here.

I mean, nothing here except wireless access

to the actual archive.

- OK, then wirelessly access the deleted memory.

- I'm afraid you have to be at the archive, pal.

Those deleted memories are deleted for a reason.

- Then how do we get to the archives?

- I'm afraid that's above my pay grade, pal.

[grunts] Oh, man. Damn.

- Try again. - Whose memory is this?

Ah, so you're the dame in question.

Yeah, you might be able to track a transfer.

Might have been pulled for malfunction

or sorting or even popularity.

- Popularity?

- Yeah.

Well, not every customer is here for business.

Some are, you know, in it for pleasure.

- What do you mean by that?

- Well, some buyers come for a front-row seat.

There ain't no entertainment more authentic

than the real thing, know what I'm saying?

Let me show you something. [tablet beeps]

- It's a pirate ship.

- This is a good and nasty trauma of yours.

- OK.

- Now, imagine how selfish you'd be

if you kept that all to yourself.

- I have more. I'll show you.

- Is that your son?

- [grunts] - Ah! Ow! Ow!

[tense music]

- Shit.

- Oh, shit.

[gunshots]

Oh, no. You're coming with us.

[gunshots]

- Whoa.

- There's got to be a back way out of this.

- Yeah, you want me to aid in my own capture?

[laughs] You drive a hard bargain.

Right down that hallway to the right.

[gunshots]

Now's our chance. Go! - Come on.

[gunshots]

- You're gonna--

I need you to--

- Teddy. - I'm fine.

Stop. Ah.

- Shit.

- I'm fine.

I just need to catch my breath.

- You're one of those guys.

[gun cocking]

- Don't even think about it.

[groans]

Keep moving.

- [sighs]

I'm not getting in there.

[gunshots]

OK, I'm getting in there.

Damn it.

[suspenseful music]

- Keep pressure on it.

- [groaning]

- This your guy's first kidnapping?

- I'm taking you straight to the hospital.

- Yeah, that's a great idea.

Let's bring the presumed dead to a public facility

while his prisoner waits in the back.

- I don't mind that idea.

- Shut up!

- Just drive us back to my place.

[groans]

[dramatic music]

- Every day, millions of people are cleansing

with no idea their memories are being archived and exploited.

- Yeah, and that number is about to triple.

[laughs]

- What is he talking about?

- The New Dawn policy.

- Well, we just won't let that happen.

- It's already Congress-approved, my friend.

Starting next week, all companies have to register

their employees for cleansing.

But sure, storm the castle.

I bet you two could do some damage.

- Just please, shut him up.

- Make sure you give the guards a snarky remark

and you can bleed on them.

- [grunts]

Teddy, somewhere there's a server room

full of every user's cleanses.

We need to do--

Shit.

Shit!

- What are you--

- Hey.

- Who is that?

- Just get his legs.

- God. [groans]

[tense music]

- [groaning]

- My God, what, is this a bullet wound?

- Yeah. - Oh, shoot.

- Just hand me that tray up there.

- Who the hell is this?

- She's my sister. She's here to help you.

No, Teddy.

- [groaning]

Have you done this before?

- Yeah, I've assisted with--with a few.

- You assisted? - It's OK.

- That's great.

You brought me a goddamn intern.

[groaning]

- So we need to-- I need to flip him over,

and we're gonna see if there's an exit wound in the back, OK?

1, 2, 3.

- [groaning] - Oh, great.

- [groaning]

- This is just great.

- Ignore him.

- The bullet's still inside, so we gotta move to plan B here.

- Hey, love the place, by the way.

But if you're going for homey, I'd say near miss.

- You have any hemostat or a forceps or--

- What? - Maybe I can help, ladies.

You know, I took a free nursing class in college.

- Dude, does he ever shut up? - No.

- Either of you ladies got a lighter?

I'd love to be the one that cauterizes the wound,

burn some flesh.

[chuckles]

[suspenseful music]

[muffled speech]

- OK, here we go.

This is gonna suck, so I need you to really hold him, OK?

- Yeah. - All right, OK.

Ready?

[sighs]

- [gasps]

- Just--just hold him.

- [gasps]

- Just--just hold him.

[somber music]

- Hey, I'm gonna get some air.

I just need to process all this.

[door clatters shut]

- Now, that's a goddamn family reunion.

Are you sure she's your sister?

You shouldn't have brought her.

- We can trust her.

- You should have just-- - What, let you die?

- Longest time without a cleanse.

- Hey. - [groans]

- Stay.

- [groans, sighs]

Thank you.

Let's get back to work.

Give me that.

- After we get Sid to talk and figure out

where that memory is and who did this,

what are you gonna do?

- We'll track them down, and we'll finish the job.

- You mean kill them?

- Yeah.

- And then what?

- What do you mean?

- After you've done it,

what are you gonna do after that?

- Then I'll be at peace.

Or maybe not.

- Uh-uh.

You need to lay back down.

- Yeah, that's not happening.

- Is he--is he crazy?

- Yes. - You just got shot.

- Well, you patched me up well, Doc.

- I didn't. I'm an assistant, OK?

So you need to go to the hospital and get that fixed,

or it's gonna get infected.

- What I need to do is talk to Sid.

- What is-- - Just stay here.

- [sighs]

[door clicks open]

[suspenseful music]

- Ah, dude.

- Inspired by my handiwork, I see.

- Decided to push off dying for another day, huh?

Bad move, pal.

- Kate's memory file,

you mentioned it could be found in the west district.

Explain.

- Listen, man, I don't know.

Oh. - Try again.

- That's just a server farm for the archive.

But if it was deleted, it could be anywhere or nowhere.

- You deal with a thousand memory transfers a day.

- Like I said, man, I'm just the s--[grunts]

- Teddy.

Isn't there another way to do this?

- You're right.

Maybe I don't even need to ask.

- Son of a bitch.

What are you doing?

- Excuse me.

- Why are you doing this?

[metallic squeal]

Hey, Sid.

- What's up, Dad? - [laughs]

- Doesn't feel right, does it?

[indistinct chatter]

Someone searching through your memories.

- What's your plan, to scroll through my lifetime

till you find what you're looking for?

- No. No, you're right.

That would take way too long.

This here is just--

it's just for motivation.

[dramatic music]

All right, look at that.

- [laughs]

- What is that?

Is that your honeymoon?

- [laughs]

- I'd hate to erase it.

- Don't--don't delete that. Don't--

- You gonna answer my question?

- I told you, I don't know.

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

- Hey, tell me about your honeymoon.

Where'd you go?

- I don't--

- Oh, that's right.

- I don't know.

- Let's keep going, shall we?

- I told you, I don't know!

- You got a lot of fond memories, buddy.

Oops.

I didn't even mean to delete that one.

I'm sorry. Let's--

- Stop it!

- Let's--hold on, hold on.

- It was just so fun to watch you when you were that age.

- Wow.

That is not what I expected.

That's sweet. - You were the sweetest boy.

- You really loved your mother, didn't you?

I was a mama's boy.

I get it.

Can you imagine what that would do

if you couldn't remember your own mother?

- They never tell me anything.

They never tell me--

[crying]

- I imagine it would really mess somebody up.

- Teddy, he doesn't know anything.

[sharp bang]

- You don't know that.

I'm doing what's necessary.

And if you can't stomach it, fine.

Then just stay here.

- [crying]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[muffled crying]

- What's going on in there?

- Just getting answers.

Thank you for being here.

- Of course.

Why wouldn't I be here?

- The last few years have been pretty--

[somber music]

[both chuckle]

It's weird, though.

Even with everything that's happened in the last two days,

I haven't felt this free in years.

- Taking every negative moment out of your head

flattens the line.

- What do you mean?

- Like, it's the bad moments that make us

appreciate the good ones.

And then you take away the contrast,

and everything just becomes--

- Gray.

Yeah.

- Hey, I--

I grabbed something before I left.

I know I was supposed to get rid of everything,

but I kept this one.

And you don't have to look at it if you don't want to.

[tender music]

- I hated that shirt. - [laughs] I know.

- I tried to bury this.

I tried to bury everything left of them.

I'm such a coward. - Mm-mm.

Kate, don't do that to yourself.

Nobody should have had to go through what you went through.

And I know looking back is hard,

but sometimes loss is the price you pay for love.

- I should check on Teddy,

make sure he's not doing anything he regrets.

Teddy?

Is he-- - He's fine. He passed out.

- I'm gonna go get Maggie.

- I said he's fine.

- Did he talk?

[suspenseful music]

- Nope.

You were right.

He doesn't know anything.

[muffled, indistinct dialogue]

- [sighs]

[muffled gunshots]

- Kate?

[muffled gunshots]

[door rattling]

Walter.

Kate told me what happened.

Thank you for what you did back there.

[suspenseful music]

[gasps]

[radio beeps] - First target down.

Area clear.

- What is that?

- Stay away from the door.

[device beeps]

[explosion]

- [gasps]

- [groans]

[high-pitched ringing]

[tense music]

[alarm blaring]

- Where's Maggie?

[gun cocking]

[gunshots]

- Where is she?

- Who?

- Your squad leader.

Where is she?

[both grunting]

[metallic creak]

[suspenseful music]

- Oh, thank God.

Oh.

- What did you tell them?

- Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

[chuckling] Oh, man.

For a minute there, I thought you were gonna shoot me.

- No.

- [gurgling]

[both grunting]

[alarm blaring]

[suspenseful music]

- Maggie?

[both grunting]

[blows landing]

[bite crunches] - [shouts]

- Maggie. Come on.

Come on.

- [coughing, gasping]

- Hi.

- Don't leave me, OK?

- No, I'm gonna get you out of here, OK?

- Promise me one thing.

That you're gonna finish this.

- Don't move.

- [breathing heavily]

What are you doing, Walter?

- Get up slowly.

Put your hands over your head.

- What about what I told you in the forest?

- I've never seen you before in my life.

Now, get up.

- [groaning]

[gunshots]

[light bulb shatters]

- Come on, Teddy.

Just come out, and nobody gets hurt.

- You expect me to believe that?

- No.

[gunshots]

- [breathing heavily]

[tense music]

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

- Be smart, Teddy.

You don't want to end up like Sarah, do you?

- [shouts]

[groaning]

Ah!

- You've had better days.

- [groans]

- You've given a commendable effort.

[gunshots]

- No.

- You're an enemy of Vitality.

[gunshot]

- [breathing heavily]

- No, stay still.

- [breathing sharply]

- Look at me.

Just keep pressure on it.

[breathing heavily]

[groans]

[somber music]

- What did they do to him?

- Probably cleansed his memory of Kate,

along with who knows what.

- How did they find us?

- Just take care of your sister.

- [groans]

- [breathing heavily]

- You know someone took the effort to pin your location.

You're not gonna shoot me.

You need me.

- Teddy, tell me that isn't true,

that you led them to us?

- You said it yourself, Sid was a dead end and a--

- Son of a bitch. - Back up.

We've come this far.

[breathing heavily] You want to stop now?

- You did this?

- No. No.

They did this.

They took your boy.

They took Sarah.

We had no choice.

Sid said that you have a lot more pull than you lead on.

So you are gonna take us to him.

- He doesn't really take visitors.

- He will for her.

- Who are you talking about?

- This is interesting.

You didn't tell your trusted little friend about your plan,

did you?

- What is she talking about?

[gun cocking]

- You're not gonna shoot me.

- You're right.

I'm not gonna shoot you.

I'll shoot her.

He's gonna need her alive.

So you're gonna take us to him.

- I am not leaving her.

- I know.

[gun cocking] [gunshots]

[suspenseful music]

- Extraction went as planned.

We have her.

Meet at West HQ at 2100.

- Does that match your grand vision?

- Just send it.

- So this is all I was here for?

Leverage?

- I've always told you I'd do whatever it takes.

- You never needed my lost memory, did you?

You just needed me.

- [gasps]

- [breathing shallowly]

Don't.

You're not gonna understand, but I need you to see something.

[tense music]

[panel beeping]

[buzzer blares, gate rattling]

- You know this can only end one way, right?

- I'm counting on it.

[groans]

You try anything, and you're both dead.

- I need you to listen to me.

Your friend is injured.

He's not thinking straight.

Your sister's dead because of him,

and we're about to be next.

- Maggie's--she's--

- All of these vehicles come standard issue

with a weapon in that glove compartment.

I need you to get me mine.

- Now, this is what's gonna happen.

You're gonna call off all remaining security.

You're gonna clear the way for us.

Understood?

Now get out.

- Yes, sir.

[both grunt]

- [groans]

- First hit?

I'll give you one.

- [groans]

[both grunting]

- I said one.

[both grunting]

- [groaning]

- [breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music]

They told me about your wife.

Funny thing.

- [groans]

- They tell me...

that I'm the one that pulled the trigger.

- [gasps]

- At least, that's what they tell me.

- [gasps]

- Want to know something else?

I don't remember a thing.

- [groans]

- I don't think I'll remember this either.

[gunshot]

[tense music]

- Don't get up.

- [groans]

- You got what you came for.

- No, she was just a pawn.

This changes nothing.

[breathing heavily]

[gun cocking]

- What happened to taking down the servers?

- I'm gonna make this very clear.

All I ever cared about was killing the bastard

who took my wife and my boy.

Everything else was just a side effect.

So if you excuse me.

- You're just gonna get more people killed.

[alarm blaring] - Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

- The New Dawn policy goes into effect unless we stop it.

I made a promise to my sister.

Help me finish it.

- Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

Security breach.

- Freeze! [gunshots]

[both grunt]

[suspenseful music]

- [groaning]

- Unauthorized personnel entering.

- [breathing heavily]

- Security breach.

- Kate.

Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

[gunshot]

Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

Security breach.

Unauthorized personnel entering.

Security breach.

Unauthorized...

[suspenseful music]

[panel beeping]

[ominous music]

[terminals beeping]

[keyboard clacking]

[whirring]

- Hey, Kate.

[dramatic music]

- James.

- I'm here.

It's me.

- Oh.

- Sorry I was gone for so long.

- I don't understand.

I saw you die.

- I know.

None of this is fair to you.

You've been through so much.

Let's fix this.

Go back to the way things were.

- Charles, is he--

- I'm sorry.

He's still gone.

OK, but he doesn't have to be.

- What do you mean?

- Well, this pain, it's all for nothing.

You can just cleanse it away.

- Our son is not for nothing.

- Of course not.

But--but holding on to him after the fact

isn't good for anybody, all right?

You can forget him, just like I have.

He's nothing more to me now than what I read about in his file.

- James, what are you doing here?

- [grunts]

- Teddy!

- Memory can be misleading, can't it?

- [grunts] - What are you doing?

- Despair, Kate.

Your husband's a goddamn murderer.

- Like you're any different.

I heard the commotion downstairs.

- [grunts] - [groans]

- Please.

- [coughs]

- God damn it. [sighs]

- [grunts]

- Now listen closely.

Enter your key code

and shut down those servers for good.

Do you understand?

- I'm afraid that's not how that works.

- Then make it work.

- You're a part of this?

- He is this.

The head of the snake.

The person we've been looking for, right there.

- So we were just--

we were a lie?

- No, I love you.

I did then, and I still do.

Just let me explain.

- Allow me.

I read the report from that day.

You snuck out just before the blast.

Tell me, what kind of man orders

an attack on his own family?

Now, you're gonna enter that key code.

- Teddy, that wasn't Vitality's bomb.

- What are you doing?

[whirring]

- [breathing heavily]

[clattering]

What is that?

[breathing heavily]

[clattering]

- What is this?

[beeping]

[clattering]

Teddy.

- That's impossible.

You're lying. - I'm not lying.

- I wasn't there.

- You weren't, to the best of your memory.

The memory unit's central parts were stolen

just two hours after the event, a few miles from here.

It's like you couldn't live with what you'd done.

- Kate, I would never--

- You're so caught up in revenge,

you let an innocent child get caught in your wake.

And you cleansed it all.

I'm afraid you've let your past dictate your future

for the last time, pal.

[gunshot]

[whirring]

- Kate-- [breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music]

[gasps]

- Kate.

Now, you know me.

- Turns out, I don't.

[footsteps tapping]

- It's all right.

Kate, I've wanted to tell you so many times.

From the moment I met you, I've had to keep secrets from you.

And it tore me apart.

Yes, I stepped out before the blast.

I was trying to follow you.

[siren wailing]

And the burden was too much.

So we cleansed--that day, each other, all of it.

And it was your idea, an idea I stood by.

So your friend here broke into HQ

and started this whole mess.

Last week, I was made aware of this situation.

Teddy found a way to break into our database.

That's when he gave you back your memories.

I was brought in to review the stolen memories in question.

- Are you going to school pretty soon?

- Whoa.

- Right?

- Until that day, you were only a stranger to me.

[laughter]

I knew I could just re-cleanse,

but I also knew that I could bring you in safely

and go right back to where we left off.

- So the fact that I knew Vitality's secrets

had nothing to do with that?

- Forget all that.

We can start over.

- No.

I spent the last three days bearing witness

to all of the horrible things

that Vitality has done, that you've done.

You're a murderer, James.

- You still don't get it, do you?

We live in a world now where emotional wounds

can be cleansed.

- What, actions just have no consequences?

- Cause and effect?

Sure.

But emotional pain, that's in the mind.

And why shouldn't we repurpose the occasional client's cleanse

for other means?

Look how many cases we've closed

because of our arrangement with the police.

- Don't act like that's your motive.

- Look at Teddy, a man so obsessed with his past,

he let it dictate every waking moment of his future.

I know you have that memory in your pocket.

Let me show you what's on it.

OK, you've come so far to get to this point.

Trust me.

Just give me a chance.

[somber music]

- Copy, target has been neutralized.

Over.

- Sounds like the breach has been located and contained.

- Copy that.

- Rendezvous is at level three.

Section-- [echoing clatter]

I'll push.

Cover 6 on me.

[suspenseful music]

[gun cocking]

- Walter!

Do you realize how ridiculous it is to ask me

to sneak in here after hours?

I mean, how the hell did you get through?

Did you get a clearance pass?

Oh.

- We got to get past those doors

and destroy those servers now.

- Destroy the servers? That's 30 feet of machinery.

I mean, how you gonna do that? - I don't know.

Set some explosive charges, all right?

- Oh, you got some of those lying around, do you?

- EMP.

- EMP, sure, I got all that stuff hanging around here.

- OK, fine, fine. Look, OK, you're the tech guy.

Surely there's a way.

We cannot leave this building

without erasing that archive forever.

- OK, OK.

The servers run on a dual core generator.

You could overload it, and it would fry the contents.

But that's what the Faraday cage prevents.

- What if we destroy the cage, huh?

- Yeah, but, but--

- You get on that overload.

I'll get on Kate about the cage.

Send me the details on this.

- Wait, where's Kate?

- You and your friend have been so hell-bent

on digging up the past.

[suspenseful music]

Let's hope this convinces you otherwise.

[keyboard clacking]

- Memory sequence realigned.

[dramatic music]

[knock at door]

- Am I interrupting?

- Can you come look at this?

You remember that DA who was snooping through our stuff

last week? - Yeah, what's her name?

Sarah something?

- Yeah.

Well, she just got a search warrant for the west district.

- What? How?

- James, she's got dirt on us.

Something needs to be done. - OK.

It'll be handled.

- What if she goes public with this, James?

I don't-- - Kate, I'll take care of it.

- Thank you.

- OK, don't get out of here too late.

[echoing] We made--we made quite the team at one point, Kate.

- That district attorney, that was Teddy's--

- [echoing] Yes.

- I didn't--

I didn't know what I was asking.

I knew that we were cooking the books.

I knew that we were fudging some of the numbers,

but I didn't--

[somber music]

I didn't know.

I wouldn't--

I wouldn't have asked for that.

[indistinct chatter]

- It's Bob! - [laughs]

Hon, it's time for bed, OK?

Go brush your teeth.

Thank you.

[dynamic music playing]

- This just in, local district attorney Sarah Cruzaedo

has been found dead from what they are calling

a tragic car collision.

Little is known about what could have caused the crash.

New details arriving shortly.

Sarah was 37.

- [echoing] You understood then, the price to keep

doing what we were doing.

You knew it was bigger than all of this.

- James, that's enough.

- [echoing] At least appreciate the irony here.

In a way, you and Teddy created each other,

planting the seeds of each other's trauma.

[door slams]

- You got all these--

[muffled speech]

- [echoing] Now you know the truth.

But there's more I want to show you.

[muffled yelling]

- Wait.

[muffled] - That's what happens

when you act up. - No.

- Shut up. I said...

- I know this place.

- What did you do to this place?

Work hard all day, and I do it for you.

And this is how you repay me?

No wonder your mother left you.

[glass shatters]

You got all this shit lying around.

Clean it up!

Stop lying.

[somber music]

[door clicks open]

- Kate, he came home like this.

I don't know what to do.

- Maggie.

- Where the hell did you go?

Get the hell back in here.

And you, clean up this mess.

- Kate.

- [echoing] Look at all these memories weighing you down.

It's time to let the past die.

- James, please stop this.

[chuckling]

[suspenseful music]

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Kate, what the hell?

- What?

- Break's almost over?

What's the whole point if we can't...

- [echoing] All this is one cleanse away.

Just say the word.

- Just relax.

- [echoing] None of this should have happened to you.

[somber music]

- Yes.

But they did happen.

[whirring]

- The hell's your problem, bitch?

- Don't touch her.

Walk away. She said no.

- Screw this.

[indistinct chatter]

- You OK?

- Yeah.

- These things shouldn't have happened, James.

But they did.

- [echoing] But life, it's--

it's about the present, about discovering

what's in front of us right now.

- But it's also about fear and shame and loss.

But we can turn those things into something else,

into something stronger.

[whirring]

- Sorry.

- It was an accident.

Just have to be careful next time, OK?

- Mm-hmm. - Come here, bud.

- [echoing] You know you can never see him again.

- I know.

But sometimes loss is the price we pay for love.

- What's up, buddy? You hungry?

- Yeah. - OK, you hold out. Ready?

[groans] Oh, we did it! We did it!

- Great work. - Yeah.

- No. [growls]

- [chuckles] Keep going.

That looks great.

It's your birthday.

- [singing] Happy birthday, dear Charles

Happy birthday to you

- [echoing] Then you're lost.

[whirring]

[normally] I did offer you a choice.

It just pains me to see the one that you made.

I'm so sorry, Kate, but looks like I'll have

to make the choice for you.

- You don't have to do this, James.

- I'm gonna cleanse you back,

cleanse you back to what we used to be.

- James.

- Welcome back to the present.

[device beeping]

[explosion]

[tense music]

[gunshots]

- [groaning]

- Hold him down. - [groaning]

Don't. - Put these on.

- Kate, don't do this.

[computer beeps]

- What did you do?

- I locked him in some of those memories he's trying to forget.

- Your arm.

I didn't--

- It's just a graze.

- [groaning]

[somber music]

- There's nothing we can do for him.

[alarm blaring]

- What's the plan?

- Del's on the fourth floor, on the kill switch.

All we need to do is take out the cage

protecting the power source.

- OK.

[dramatic music]

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

If we go through with all this,

we're taking out the cleansing tech too.

- I know.

- That means no one will be able to cleanse again.

- Yeah.

- I'll cover the door.

[somber music]

[muffled gunshots]

[muffled gunshots]

Del, we're getting close!

[knocking]

Del?

- Whatever you're doing, you better do it fast.

[muffled gunshots]

- All right, Kate.

Now or never!

[dramatic music]

- [shouting indistinctly]

[muffled gunshot]

- Now!

[somber music]

[muffled gunshots]

[electricity crackling]

[alarm blaring]

[dramatic music]

- More are coming.

- I know.

- [gasps]

[breathing shallowly]

I think I can buy you some time.

- Teddy.

Teddy.

- Please, just let me do this one thing, OK?

- Kate, come on.

We have to go.

Kate.

- [breathing shallowly]

Go. Go.

[object clatters]

Sarah.

[alarm blaring]

[explosion]

[birds chirping]

[somber music]

- You all right?

- You?

- Yeah.

- Too bad all our intel on Vitality just went up in smoke.

Is that what I think it is?

- Had Del get me these just before.

That drive should have enough to get them for something,

if we go public.

- And this?

- Well, you told me you never got all your memories back.

And I wasn't sure if you--

if you wanted them, but...

that's them.

Anyway, I should probably go help Del.

Good luck, Kate.

- Hey.

So did you do it?

- Hey, anything good on that TV?

- Updates as new evidence emerges.

A sizable Vitality data leak, exposed to the public

by an anonymous source, came to light yesterday,

revealing multiple accounts of fraud, extortion,

and client exploitation.

As we can see here from the footage,

Vitality has been maliciously storing

millions of clients' memories...

[dialogue fades]

[dramatic music]

- Do you like going high? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Really high.

- Really high? - Yeah.

- Just hold on tight, OK? - No.

- Please.

For a couple minutes, OK?

And then we'll-- - [giggling]

- Do you want to swim? - I want to go in the pool.

- Yeah. - [laughs]

[somber music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[suspenseful music]