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For the gods keep the secrets of life
hidden from humans.

Men did, however, figure out one secret:

How to use fire.

And Zeus punished them
with the worst thing he could think of.

Something so terrible...

the writer Hesiod called it
the source of all mortal suffering.

Any guess what punishment he came up with?

Some kind of disease?

No.

- War?
- Nope.

Fire? Floods? Drought?

None of those.

For their punishment, Zeus gave them...

women.

- Hello? Uncle Tom?
- Back here, in my office.

Hey.

- So, what's today's experiment?
- Biosynthesis.

There are extinct plant-cell walls
in this fossil.

Crinoids, a type of echinoderm.

The mature crinoids
artificially resemble flowers.

Hence the name...?

- Sea lily.
- Very good.

You know, theoretically, I could use
the molecular genetic material...

to create a whole new breed of crinoid.

Isn't that a little unnatural?

Yeah.

But interesting, right?

You seem distracted.
Is everything all right?

It's Oxford.
They called me again this morning.

But I can't go to England
and leave you here.

You're the only family I've got.

I'll see you later. I have another class.

Hey, Uncle Tom.

What are you cooking?

A fabulous red-wine sauce.
I hope you're hungry.

Tempting, but I have a date.

He should already be here.

As far as going to England is concerned...

you're too talented for this little town.

Oh, but I thought we already settled that.

But what if I came with you?

Really?

You're bright.

You deserve it.

And anyway, I'm getting a little
homesick. It'll do us both good.

I don't know what to say.

In cases like that,
it's better to say nothing.

A toast.

To your future.

And to Oxford.

Oh, that must be him.

Don't wait up.

And thank you.

Get out of here. Have fun.

Miss?

Jesus Christ.

Miranda?

Hey, Miranda, come on.
We're gonna be late.

Miranda, come on, you...

- What have we got?
- Female. No ID. Early 20s.

Some kind of skin rash. Some jogger
found her passed out in the park.

Uncle Tom.

I hope you're hungry.

Tempting, but I have a date.

You're bright.

To your future.

Miss, I need you to give me your name.

What's your name?

Miranda...

Hollander.

Hollander.

These blood levels can't be right.

These aren't human.

We shot them. That's how they came out.

Yeah, right. Nice try.

Stop screwing me. Go and do the x-ray.

Okay, you're the boss. Whatever you say.

Just stay still and relax, ma'am.

I just need to shoot another x-ray.

What the heck?

Edward, what kind of joke is this?

Get out!

- What's going on?
- Just get in the car, Miranda.

I don't understand.

When are you gonna tell me
what's going on?

We're going to Mexico.

Mexico?

Why?

Well, it's beautiful down there.

Haven't you always wanted to see it?

Is it the police you're afraid of?

Yup.

Whatever happened at the hospital,
I had nothing to do with it.

Right?

Are you saying I killed those people?

Yes.

And no.

Yes and no?

What are you not telling me?

You're sick.

And I can't help you.

Sick?

With what?

I wish I knew.

But, Uncle Tom, if I'm sick...

shouldn't I go see a doctor
in the United States?

No.

They can't help you, either.

Why not?

We're going to Mexico...

to find someone named Forbes.

He's an old colleague of mine
from the university.

I was his professor.

Though sometimes, I wondered
whether it wasn't him teaching me.

He was brilliant.

Crazy, but brilliant.

I haven't seen him in years because I...

I didn't wanna have anything more
to do with him.

But he's the only one that can...

That might be able to help you, Miranda.

I tried.

But I...

I guess I failed.

Tell me.

I didn't always work with fossils,
Miranda.

I always wanted to tell you the truth,
I just didn't know how.

The truth about what?

Forbes and I made you...

in our lab...

as part of a project we were working on.

I tried to keep it from you.

I just wanted you to have a normal life.

No.

There were these DNA strands...

from somewhere else...

sent to us.

I mean...

to Earth.

We mixed those DNA strands
with human genes.

Experimented with a new kind of life.

You were one of the results.

But it was wrong...

so I walked away from it.

But I didn't want anything
to happen to you...

so I took you with me...

and raised you as best as I could
as a normal human being.

You were all that mattered to me, Miranda.

You're lying.

Not this time, Miranda.

What about your parents?

Do you really remember them?

My mother was your sister.

No.

I'm an only child. They never existed.

All your childhood memories...

were one big story I told you
when you were young...

again and again till you believed it.

You only think you remember.

I lied until you stopped asking me
where you came from.

Until you believed we were just...

two normal, happy...

human beings.

I'm sorry.

I am so...

terribly sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

So why would Forbes live in Mexico?

I guess some people come down here
to disappear.

What did you two have
a falling out over, anyway?

Well, let's just say
we didn't see eye to eye.

I thought what we were doing
was immoral, he didn't.

He was abusing the project.

Uncle Tom.

- What's that?
- Human hormones.

I've been administering them to you
while you slept.

Just two or three times a year...

to keep the aliens side of your biology
from surfacing.

And ever since you got sick...

they don't seem to work as well.

So, what exactly is wrong with me?

I wish I knew.

It could be an infection
or a toxic reaction of some sort.

Whatever it is, I don't know enough
about your biology to cure it.

Forbes is the one who designed you...

so he's the only one
who might be able to help.

It's going down.

Yeah, for now.

You're a mixture of human and alien DNA.

And a highly functional hybrid.

You can soak up a body of knowledge
like no human can.

I didn't teach you anything, Miranda.

This look familiar?

Of course.

This is the complete works of Shakespeare.

And I read this a hundred times.

You've never opened that book
in your life.

That's not possible.

Okay.

You know nothing about cars, right?

Right. So what?

Take this.

Close your eyes.

You know that clicking noise you have?

You should switch
to a higher-octane gas, that's why...

That's why you get that
metallic tapping sound.

If you'll sign here, sir?

Your keys, senorita. Enjoy.

I'm looking for an American who lives
down here, the name of Forbes McGuire?

I'm not familiar with this gentleman.
Perhaps I can make some inquiries.

Thank you. I'd appreciate it.

Hey.

Where are you going?

I'm going to find Forbes.

Why don't you stay in and rest?

I filled the syringe with hormones.

If the rash gets worse while I'm gone...

inject it.

I'll see you later.

Hey, nino.

- No.
- No?

Okay, gracias.

Let me in!

- Hold on there. Where's the fire?
- Excuse me. Excuse me.

Say, I know you.

Leland Fisk. San Antonio, Texas.

Same hotel.

How would you like to go for a drink?

- No, no, thank you.
- Oh, come on.

Come on, I'm buying. Yeah.

Look...

I heard you back at the hotel
asking that Calderon fellow...

about finding a certain somebody.

Well, I'll tell you something.

Unless you give him a bribe,
he ain't gonna do nothing.

Well, that's the way it is
with these Mexicans.

They play dumb until you play ball.

Now, you seem like a right nice fellow,
so I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna cut through all that bull
and I'm gonna hook you right up.

What are you getting at?

You wanna know how to find Forbes, huh?

I'm gonna tell you.

Now, at midnight...

you go down
to the Square of the Blessed Maiden.

There will be a taxicab there.

You wait till he flashes his lights.

Then you go over and you get
in the back seat of the taxi.

Any business you have with Forbes,
you put it in an envelope...

- and you give it to the driver.
- I'm looking for Forbes McGuire.

Hey, where are we?

Is this where he lives?

I'm a friend of Forbes.
I just wanna talk to him.

Hey, buddy, are you listening to me?

Hold on. I'm coming.

Goddamn.

Hold your goddamn horses.
I said, I'm coming.

You don't look so good.

Goddamn you.
You set me up, you son of a bitch.

- Now, you just hold on.
- No.

I don't care who put you up to it...

but God help me, I'm not leaving here
until you tell me where I find Forbes.

Well, I don't think you're tough enough
to be telling me what to do...

in my own hotel room. You are trespassing.

Put the gun down.

Well, lookie here.

Oh, is that your new bodyguard, huh?

Put it down now.

Oh, I'm so scared. I'm scared. I'm...

That cowboy
better not be setting us up again.

What is this place?

He can't be here.

Listen.

Whoever's here...

they're behind this door.

Yeah, but how do we get in?

Yeah, giddyap, girl.

That's it, girl.

Giddyap, that's the way.
That's the way I like it.

Fantastic.

Go on. Go on, why don't you?
Why don't you?

Oh, that's it, girl. Come on, sweetheart.

Oh, baby.

McGuire.

What the...?

Oh, shit.

I don't believe it.

As I live and breathe. Tom Hollander.

Why did you try to have me killed?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the nun.
You know, the one with the tentacles.

- And your friend, the cab driver.
- Okay, then.

I do not know what you're talking about.

You haven't changed, have you?

Hey. Hi, sweetheart.

Forbes McGuire.

Have we met somewhere before?

And by the by's,
how did you two get in here anyhow?

You left out a keypad for us.

Oh, my God.

We have met before.

You're G-178.

Her name's Miranda.

Whatever. She's gorgeous.

Oh, right. Everyone, yeah, this is Azura.

Azura is my director
of community relations.

We've already met. This was your nun.

What?

Oh, for God's sakes, Azura.

Listen, Tom. I'm really sorry, mate.
I had no idea you were here.

That's because no one tells me
anything anymore.

It's the trouble with these inferior
models. No complex thinking, love.

Absolutely no high intellectual
functioning.

But this one.

Come on, sweetheart.

Tell me a little bit about yourself.

I hold advance degrees in biochemistry,
comparative literature and classics.

Well, well, well.

All right, Tom Hollander.

You sly old fox, huh? I mean, come on.

Frankenstein built some stumbling drunk
with bolts to his forehead.

Another bloke at Caltech wins tenure
for getting a robot to peel an orange.

And you, you come up with this.

The Holy Grail of every man's dream.

- What the...?
- Miranda.

Miranda.

What's happening to her?

She's sick.
That's the only reason we're here.

Put her up there.

We need an IV line of 50 cc's of hormones.

Oh, no shit.
Look, I do know what I'm doing, okay?

Now, keep an eye on her blood pressure.

We need to stabilize
her human hormone levels and quick.

Come on, sweetheart.

Stay with me.

Quickly.

You're playing with fire, you know that?

Look, I dabble, okay?

You know, once in a while
I try something out.

For Christ's sakes, if I can really make
someone's dream come true...

by giving them back a dead relative
or whatever, then why not?

Because it's not their dead relative.

It may look like them,
but they're half alien.

Do your clients even know that?

They don't need to.

I'm telling you, these things are safe.

The alien side always never comes out,
I've worked out most of the kinks.

What about your cab driver?

Look, who knows, you know?
Random behavior.

So, okay, there's been one
or two mistakes...

things I never should've made.

And admittedly, you know,
one or two of those mistakes...

might have escaped into town,
but they're unstable.

They die off in a month or two.
Look, it's cool.

Trust me.

What's wrong with Miranda?

Any ideas?

Yeah.

So, what is it? What does she have?

Old age.

Come again?

Mortality, mate. There's nothing
actually wrong with her.

She's just reached
the end of her life span.

Her? Are you crazy? Look at her.

Yeah, I know.
It's hard to believe, isn't it?

She's young, she's beautiful.

And soon she's gonna die.

How long?

I mean, you know, until...

Soon. I don't know, today.

Maybe tomorrow.

I could try making you another one.

Might not be as smart.

Whatever you might think,
Miranda's a human being.

Well, then tell her the truth.

Tell her she's gonna die.

I mean, isn't that
what being a human being is all about?

What about Azura?

What are you gonna do when she dies?

Don't you care about her?

Oh, hell, no. Just pop out another one.

Blond, probably. Green eyes and a tan.

I mean, come on, mate.
It's the beauty of all this.

No.

Look, all right, then don't tell her.

After all, you lied to her in the first place
about what she really was.

Was that because you respected her
as a human being?

Or was it just a convenient way
of keeping things in control?

Shit, mate.

Don't listen to me.

What do I know? I mean, look at me.

Look at this place down here.

I'm the one who should have died off
a long time ago.

I tell you, between me, you,
and the guide post...

I kind of hope one of these buggers
polishes me off someday.

Miranda.

I raised you as my niece...

but I love you like my daughter.

Unfortunately...

there's nothing he can do.

And I...

just want you to know...

I'm truly sorry.

There is something I wanna see.

You name it.

I don't know if I'm human or not...

or if I have a soul or not.

But whatever I've done,
I have to settle it.

But, Miranda, whatever you wanna do,
we'll do.

Wherever you wanna go, we'll go.

I'd like to be back home.

- Of course, but...
- And go to the police there.

The police?

I killed people in that hospital.

I need to take responsibility for that.

Miranda.

Even if...

Even if I don't make it home...

I have to try.

Group hug?

Come on, you two. Come with me.

Okay.

So there is one way
to extend Miranda's life.

Why didn't you tell us this before?

Because it requires ending someone else's.

No way.

I won't be a party to a murder.

You won't get caught, right?

People disappear around here all the time.

Nobody asks too many questions.

You gotta try and think of it
as a genetic transplant.

You know, a complete infusion
of living, healthy hybrid cells.

Miranda, it's the only way
for you to go on.

It's immoral.

Immoral? Give me a break.

This town is full of scumbags.

Cheats, liars, murderers, rapists,
you name it.

Take one of those guys off the street,
hell, we're doing a public service.

Well, that's... That's not the point.

I'm not a killer.

There must be another way.

Something else we can try.

You have to let me accept this.

I've had a good life.

And mostly because of you.

So have you thought
about what you'll do...

afterwards?

Forbes is a lost soul...

living in a pit of misery.

Maybe you should help him.

Is there nothing good
that can come out of this?

I told you...

I want nothing more to do
with this technology.

So you'd leave him here...

and go back to working in a museum?

Can you honestly tell me
you've been satisfied...

working with things that have been
dead for thousands of years?

Uncle...

don't you miss your true scientific work?

You are my true scientific work.

Miranda?

Oh, my God.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Right here, mate.

Get her on the table.
Clamp her down and make it quick.

We need to get a sedative inside her
before she fully turns.

- Turns?
- Yeah. She's fighting for her life.

And that's when the less attractive,
the very, very strong side comes out.

Come on.

Okay.

Okay, that will stabilize her
for a little while.

But we need to do a human graft soon
or we'll definitely lose her.

Now go out and give me a donor.
I need a female and bring her back alive.

Me? You want me to...?

Yeah. It's time to get your hands dirty.

Do you wanna save her or not?

Go!

Looking for me?

Maybe.

Do you want to dance?

- Sure.
- Let's go.

Should we go somewhere else?
I know a place.

No. Do me here.

- Turn around.
- What? No. Hey, hey.

Turn around, prick.

- You're kidding.
- Pervert. You prick.

I don't believe this. You're robbing me?

Now, where do you want it?
One on the leg or two in the ass?

Stop wasting time.

Let's take her and go.

Come on, let's get you home.

You had a little too much tonight.

Who are you pricks?

Where am I?

Let me go. Let me go.

Shut up!

You're about to be harvested.

Please!

Please, let me go. Please, please.

Why?

Let me go.

No.

No, no.

First off...

we're gonna impregnate Collette
with alien DNA.

- Time to go fishing.
- Oh, God.

Hey, no worries, mate.
She won't feel a thing.

This is monstrous.

Fertilization achieved.

Now, the trick here
is injecting the stem cells...

at just the right point
in their evolution.

In other words...

now.

I've forgotten how fast this thing went.

Hey, hey, hey, what's happening?

The cells are infusing all over her body.

Well, that can't be good.

- Come on, you're killing her.
- Vital signs, critical.

- Now stop this. Stop it now.
- Hey, hey, hey. It's done, dude.

It's out of my control.

Oh, crap.

Miranda, easy, easy.

Easy. It's me.

Come on, Miranda.

Miranda, come on. It's me.

It's okay.

You're all right now. Come on.

Hi.

Where am I?

In the presence of two bloody geniuses,
that's where.

Guess what.

You're all better now.

- But how did you...?
- Stem cells, baby.

Here, drink some water.

Temperature's normal.
Blood pressure's excellent.

All systems are go.

I don't know how to thank you.

Hey, look what I found for you.

Ovid's Metamorphoses.

I never thought I'd read Latin again.

Intellectual functions appear present.

The Metamorphoses is about people
getting changed into other creatures.

Your idea of a joke?

Yeah, well, then again...

we haven't heard her
conjugate any Greek verbs yet.

Try me. I'll give you all the tenses.

Past, present, future, subjunctive.

What have we done, mate?

Okay, I'll stop.

- Just let me do one thing.
- What's that?

Fuck this girl here.

Miranda, what are you...?
What are you talking about?

You're director...

of community relations.

Let me fuck her.

Azura, there's something
I wanted to talk to you about outside.

Just come with me, babe.

Miranda, are you feeling okay?

Never better.

So where to?

We can't go home, right?

Police are probably looking for me.

I thought you wanted to talk to them...

and face up to the whole thing?

Why, so I can rot in jail?

What's the point of extending my life
if I can't enjoy it?

Regardless, I think it might be
a good idea to go back to the hotel.

You need some rest.

Rest?

I'm not tired.

I'm going to go live.

Experience things.

So, what do you say...

we grab one of Forbes' bottles
of top-shelf tequila...

and get naked?

Hey, hey. Come on,
what are you talking about?

Oh, come on.

I know the truth now.

You're not my real uncle.

No. No, Miranda, no. No.

Fine.

Fuck you, then.

What's up?

Is this some perverted stunt of yours?

What the hell have you done to her?

I extended her life
just like you asked me to.

- There might be one or two glitches...
- Have you seen her blood cells?

It's chaos. She's not stabilizing.

We've gotta do something.
Another transfusion.

- More stem cells.
- That won't help.

That woman's here to pick up the dog.

Look, hang on a second, mate.

God's sake.

Azura.

You got the money?

- Lady.
- Yes. Yes.

Here's the money. There it is.

Release form.

Oh, my sweet, sweet Pamela.

It's you.

Actually, it's a fucking alien facsimile.
You might wanna remember that.

My good girl. You's a good girl.

It's you.

Hey, man, I'm sorry about that.

- Had a bit of business to take...
- Miranda?

Miranda?

She's gone.

You hear? She's gone.

I gotta find her. She's sick.

- She's not just sick, she's dangerous.
- I don't care.

Listen, mate, if you're gonna go,
at least take this.

- What the hell is that?
- Hydrochloric acid.

Now, it won't kill her,
but it might slow her down.

- This dosage, on the other hand...
- I'm not gonna kill her.

I'm gonna fine her, bring her
back here, refine the hormones...

temper the mixture
and get her back to what she was.

- Do not underestimate these things.
- Stand out of my way.

This is your fault, McGuire.
You always did sloppy work.

Listen, Tom, I'm telling you.

She's got no human imperative anymore,
she's pure creature.

She'll likely be pregnant
before nightfall.

In two weeks,
this entire town will be overrun.

- She's sterile. I took care of that.
- I wouldn't count on it.

With new stem cells,
there's no telling what she might do.

We've gotta kill her.
Face it, Tom, she's not human.

She's not your little girl anymore.

If you weren't so obsessed,
you'd see that.

Look, mate, if you won't kill her,
then we have to bring her back here.

- Wait, Tom. Let me help you.
- Do what you want.

I'm telling you, you can't stop her alone.
You're gonna get yourself killed.

Miranda?

Miranda.

Senorita.

May I do something for you?

I think so.

I must ask you...

to cover yourself, senorita.

It's okay.

I know...

you like me.

I knew from the beginning.

Miranda?

Miranda?

Senor.

Oh, you scared me.

Where's Miranda?

Everything was fine
until you two showed up.

I should have killed you in the alley.

Not so good...

you humans.

You don't have to do this.

Genesis 20.

Behold, thou art but a dead man.

Your dress. I want it.

- You want my dress?
- Yeah, take it off.

You know what? Got a better idea.

Why don't you better get out of here
right now, bitch?

Oh, you mean my dress?

In my ear. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Kiss me lightly.

Hey, hey, hey.

- A monster, it killed my compadre.
- Oh, crap.

Where did she go? The monster?

- Over there.
- Right.

Bingo.

Well, here goes.

Miranda?

Miranda?

The innkeeper was one of mine
and he was sterile.

Otherwise, you'd be pregnant by now.

Turn around.

You have wanted to fuck me
since the moment we met.

Miranda?

Oh, God.

Where am I?

It's okay. It's okay.

Relax. Relax, Miranda.

Tom.

Lay down.

Tom, I need your help.

Of course.

Anything.

We have to end this.

Hang in there. Hang in there.

The human side of me is dying.

And I don't want what's left.

It's over.

You know what you've got to do.

Thanks...

for giving me life.

You were right, Miranda.

You were always right.