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I know what this is.

You think you can intimidate me
with all this secret "black ops" bullshit?

Good luck.

Hey!

Where is Colonel Shaw?

I know you guys can hear me!

I want to talk to
someone in charge!

My father is

Hiroshi Randa!

Randa!

Feeling better?

I can still count
to ten on my toes.

You're very lucky we
rescued you when we did.

You didn't.

- Kentaro did.
- What were you doing out there?

I assume you were following
the data on our stolen files.

We couldn't recover anything.

Maybe you're not
as good as you think.

But a smart girl like you
would have a backup, no?

- Out there in the ether.
- Shouldn't you be off

chasing big, scary
monsters or something?

You know, there's one
not too far from here.

We have a team in place.

They've never
seen anything like it.

You know, traditionally, when
someone discovers a new species,

they get to name
it for themselves.

But we have a dilemma here.

Should we call it…

Titanus May Hewitt?

Or…

is it…

Lyra Mateo of
Tacoma, Washington?

That picture doesn't
really look like you.

It's not crazy to think
we could help each other.

Like I said, it's always
good to have a backup, no?

The Randa children know nothing.

W-Wait. Hang... Hang on a sec.
No, no, no. That-that's-that's...

N-No, they... they are
Hiroshi Randa's kids.

They are Bill and Keiko
Randa's grandkids.

We're treating them
like they're criminals.

Says the man who
tried to abduct them.

Okay. Mistakes were made.

She's a schoolteacher, okay?
No record. The son is "an artist."

What about her?

This one is interesting.

From the way she swept her
apartment, she knows how to disappear.

Why?

What is she hiding from?

Unclear. There's no outstanding warrants.
No one seems to be looking for her.

At least, not officially.

So, what do we do with them?

This organization is in their blood.
We-We can teach them who they are.

You don't mean recruit them?

Monarch is their legacy.

Legacy hasn't served people
well around here, has it?

You end up dead… or close to it.

Well, he's right
about one thing.

They're looking for something.

It has to do with their father.
So, fine, it has to do with Monarch.

And I guess they're not
going to give up, right?

So I say we put them on a long
leash, see where they lead us.

What about him?

He's my problem now.

Hi.

Why don't you guys go
ahead and come on out? Um…

Please do watch your
step though. It's slippery.

Passports.

New and clean.

And, uh, plane
tickets, money, phones.

Courtesy of Monarch.

I'm, uh, very sorry
about all of this.

- Prick.
- Asshole.

I'm genuinely
sorry for your loss.

Aw. Thank you, prick-asshole.

What do you think?

That you're on some, uh, righteous
crusade to uncover the truth, huh?

Wake up!

You stuck your noses in
shit you don't understand.

You are goddamn
lucky to be alive.

So take your shiny new
passports and go home.

I've already used what
little influence I have

to cover your asses this time.

Don't expect it to happen again.

- How was that?
- You're learning.

"I'm sorry for your
loss." Like they care.

Clearly not. Basic economy.

Hey, what time is
this flight boarding?

Tokyo.

Wowee.

- That's a ways from here.
- Mm-hmm.

How did you enjoy
your time in Alaska?

I didn't. And that'll be reflected
in my Tripadvisor review.

Two stars tops.

Wait, wait, wait.
You're leaving?

Yeah. You heard the man.
We have lives to get back to.

What life?

In Tokyo? The one
you said I destroyed.

I have to do…

Stop it. Is there a bar
anywhere, somewhere?

It's not open yet.

One star.

Excuse me. Just...

Sorry.

- What about Colonel Shaw?
- What about him?

Everything he said turned out to be
true. He knew our father was still alive.

No. No, he did not.
And neither do you.

But we don't know
that he's dead either.

Not anymore.

I'm not stopping. I need to
know what happened to him.

Okay. So what now?

Monarch may know how to find the Titans,
but they don't know how to find Dad.

Do we? I already
searched his office an...

Not the one in San Francisco.

Backup family. Backup office.

Worth a shot, right?

I'm assuming you
have a copy of the files

in the cloud somewhere, May.

Y'all can have the files.

- But they could get you killed.
- Or you.

We can't split up.

We need you.

Ah.

How's it going, Lee?

Deputy Director Verdugo.

I should have known.

How is the view
from the almost top?

Almost high enough.

Well, you're young.

Life's long.

The Randa boy
had that film on him.

I'd never seen it.

We stand on the
shoulders of giants.

It's kinda funny.

I mean, feels a little more like
you're sitting on them, you know?

Weighing them down, doing
what Monarch does best.

And what's that, Colonel?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

And traipsing around the
globe with Hiroshi Randa's kids,

that's doing something?

Those kids have already
survived more situations

than half the people you got
working in your field out there.

And you nearly got them killed.

Oh, they're a lot
tougher than you think.

Mmm. Not so much.

They're scared.
They're gullible.

- Chatty.
- Stop.

They don't know anything.
I made sure of that.

And you already know it.

You ever think
Hiroshi had a reason

for not telling his
kids what he did here?

Maybe he didn't
want this life for them.

I have thought about
that, actually. Quite a lot.

I'll ask him when I see him.

I'm assuming you don't
mean in the afterlife.

No.

- You're not going anywhere.
- And you're not getting anywhere, are you?

Deputy… Director.

You say he helped found
Monarch. But that was in the '50s.

Forties actually, though
he came a few years later.

So he should be, what? Ninety, at
least? How does he look like that?

There's rumors of a mission
gone bad. But it's classified.

Who is he now?

How did he go straight
from an old folks home

to finding a Titan no one in the
entire organization knew existed?

What does he know? And
don't tell me it's all in the files.

Probably is.

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Hey.

You good?

Not how I thought I'd make
my first trip to the States.

What? Feeling lost?

Unsure of what you're looking
for, what you're gonna find.

You know, that's how she must
have felt, landing on your doorstep.

Cate!

Damn it.

I'm sorry. What kind
of car did you order?

- Who is this?
- It's James.

Cate.

- Hey, welcome home.
- What are you doing here, James?

I told Mom we'd be fine.

But we're not fine.

Oh, hello.

I'm James, Caroline's work
friend. Pleasure to meet you.

These are my friends not
from work, May and Kentaro.

- Welcome.
- Hey.

Welcome.

Uh, hop in.

I got us a car.

- Cancel it.
- I don't wanna cancel it.

I told Mom we'd
take a ride-share.

Uh, she insisted.

And, uh, it's my pleasure. I'm
here already. So grab your coat.

Grab your coat.

She's okay. Let's roll.

Hit the road!

FEMA tried relocating people,
but most didn't wanna go.

Hard to walk away from
San Francisco real estate.

Is it true they're selling
tours of the destroyed city?

They did. Before the
military walled it off.

"Trauma tourists," getting
off on the disaster porn

or trying to prove it was all
a government conspiracy.

Sick freaks.

Mmm.

My mother tried
signing up for one…

to find my father.

Get over there.

Good?

Yeah. Thanks.

Take care of yourself.

Tell your mom
I'll see her tonight.

Welcome back.

Thanks.

He seems very American.

We're gonna go on a walk.

Yeah. Uh, just give you
guys some time alone first.

Good idea.

You can break it to her gently.

Like I did with your mom?

Wow. Cate, you're back.

You're back.

Oh, hey.

And you've brought some friends.

Mom, this is May and Kentaro.

I'm Caroline.

Hi. Pleasure.

Nice to meet you.

Welcome.

Wow. So you both
come from Tokyo?

- Yeah.
- Which part?

Because my husband
used to travel there a lot...

Mom, this is Kentaro Randa.

You asked what I found in Tokyo.

You must be so tired,
having come from so far.

Why don't you come on in?

Oh, my gosh. I'm
so sorry for the mess.

James and I... James
is my work friend...

um, we collect people's
personal items from the ruins.

And it always seems I'm
bringing work home with me.

Please have a seat.

Mom.

Um, you know,
people are so funny.

They never ask for
money or valuables.

They always seem to
be asking for these things.

Their personal memories.

Mom, stop.

- Oh, wait, let me help you.
- I got...

Stop!

I got it.

Why don't you guys wait in my
room? It's down the hall on the left.

What the hell is going on?

Quite a lot, actually.

You know what I mean.

Inviting him in to get settled

like your husband's secret
son walks in every day.

What do you expect me
to do? Throw him out?

Have a hysterical breakdown?

Go for it. I wouldn't blame you.

It's okay.

Cate.

Cate, uh...

Your father was
never really all here.

And when you found that lease,

I thought maybe that you could…

…find out if he was having
an affair or had a girlfriend...

So you sent me there.

- But...
- You pushed and you pushed

because you wanted the truth,

but you were too
chickenshit to go yourself.

Don't talk to me like that. I only
wanted what was best for you and...

- And this was it?
- Yes. Yes.

Okay, I...

I pushed you.

What was I supposed to do?

You spent all day, every day,
wasting away in that room of yours.

You wouldn't even try
any support groups...

Because pottery classes are gonna
bring my kids back from the dead.

You couldn't even lift
a finger to help yourself.

It was my choice.

And I wasn't going to sit around
and watch my daughter kill herself.

Fine. You wanted to
get me out of my room.

Give me something to live for.

Mission accomplished.

We're going to Dad's office.

What? Why?

To find what else he
was hiding from us.

We don't even know if there's
anything left of his office.

Well, you can get us
into the city to find out.

No, not into the red zone.

The military has it cordoned off.
They're arresting looters every day.

Some of them even get shot.

So they're getting in.
We'll go in with them.

Hey there.

Hey. Where's Colby tonight?

- Kid's got the flu.
- Again?

Here you go. For your troubles.

We don't wanna
hold your line up.

All right, open it up.

Hey!

Get these folks moving.
They're good to go.

- We're good to go.
- Roger that.

All right. We're good.

All clear.

Hope you get a day
off tomorrow, Carla.

You deserve it.

Thanks.

Good to go.

All right. Let them through.

How can anyone
believe this is fake?

It's easier than waking
up every day and thinking,

at any moment, the
same could happen to you.

All right. This is
as far as we can go.

The guards make sure that
everybody we bring in comes out with us.

If they catch you, they'll
assume you're looters.

No questions, no
excuses. You understand?

And we need to leave by morning.

All of us, together.

We'll be here at 8:00.

At 8:15, they close the gates.

Mom, we get it.

I hope so.

Yeah, I didn't like
what they did to you…

…after everything you
sacrificed for this organization.

I think you mean that.

Did you lift any fingers
to do anything about it?

I did what I could. It wasn't
my day to run the company.

Still isn't, apparently.

You went decades
between escape attempts.

Why start raising
hell again now?

The world is on fire. I decided
to do something about it.

Mm-hmm.

Do you wanna help?

I'd like to think I am.

We have the smartest people
on the planet working on it.

Colonel, you can stand down.

"The smartest people on the planet"
have had 60 years to prepare for G-Day.

"Let 'em fight."

That's the best they
could come up with?

What if Godzilla had lost?

What's hiding in
Bill Randa's files?

Nothing you don't already know, and
everything you don't wanna believe.

Word games.

Is that what it's
gonna be, Colonel?

You think you had it rough,

playing shuffleboard and
trimming your bonsai trees?

I never said I had it rough. I
got pretty good at bocce ball...

I swear to God,

I can bury you deep or
I can bury you shallow.

Your call.

Bury me?

Who's playing word games now?

And wasting time
none of us have.

Monarch is wrong.

And has been…

for a long, long time.

Whoa.

Were you not listening?

They shoot looters.

I'm eating the evidence.

Even if a building looks undamaged,
the attack undermined the foundations.

So sometimes you'll hear
one just suddenly collapse.

Let's go.

I used to grade papers here.

Was this your neighborhood?

Yeah.

It was our favorite
little coffee shop.

- Hi.
- Hey.

I needed this.

I needed that.

How long have you been waiting?

I was up and out by 5:30.
Trying to dodge Mrs. Yee.

Mmm. Yeah, of course.
It's the first of the month.

It's turning into a real cat and mouse.
She's got all my escape routes covered.

You know, you're paying a fortune
for an apartment that you're never at.

And it's cheaper to live
with two rather than one.

Look, you don't... you don't
have to choose between

your Ethiopian dark
roast or food every day.

Haven't you learned your lesson?

Haven't you?

Why don't you tell Mrs. Yee
that you're putting in your notice,

and that you'll be out
by the end of the month.

So it begins.

The teacher's coming.
Teacher's coming.

No phones in class.

I told you guys.

Where is everyone?

They stayed home.

Their parents are scared
of the giant monsters.

Mine aren't.

My dad said it's a hoax to
burst the real estate balloon.

All right. Phones away.

Chad's father's probably right.
This has to be a prank of some kind.

Everyone okay here?

- Cate?
- We're fine.

Don't believe everything
you see on the Internet.

We're monitoring
the situation closely.

Make sure their
phones are charged

and they all know their
family reunification plans.

We'll let you know if we
decide to close the school.

Ms. Randa.

Are they coming here next?

It's like a cat lady's
fantasy island.

Or a cat man's.

Oh, uh, my uncle is a cat man.

O-Oh. Cool.

We should keep moving.

Yeah, I'll check it out.

Over there. Over there.

Who's there? Come out
where we can see you!

- Where's this one headed?
- North, towards the Golden Gate.

- Come on in. Come on.
- Come on.

Eva, come on. Just
leave it. It's okay.

- How can I help?
- It's up to you.

I'm staying with the kids in
the gym until they get picked up.

You go ahead.
I'll be right there.

The mayor said shelter
in the BART stations.

Yeah, and we will if the
parents don't show up.

I don't know where those
fools think they're going.

They're only letting
buses across the bridges.

Cate, are you
chaperoning this one?

I can take it if you
want to stay with Dani.

Pull up.

You're in violation of a
federal order. Come out slowly.

Yo, come on out!

I know you're around here.

Cate.

I got this.

You got movement?

Just more goddamn cats.

Think we should
start shooting them.

- Come on, man.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm serious.

You all right?

I'm fine.

Oh, yeah. We'll
be there in no time.

This way.

Anyone know a good song?

Lower the volume.

Get out of my way.

Quiet.

Tastes so good! This is it.

Dad would sing these
cheesy commercials.

He'd make his serious,
time-to-listen-to-me face

and then do something so silly.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you remember the Arnold ones?

Hey! Come here! Come here!

Go, go, go!

Down here.

All right.

Go around.

This way.

It's okay.

- They went this way.
- Help me.

Oh, my God!

This way.

I heard two!

They're down here. I'm with you.

Let's go.

No trespassing in
the secured area.

Hey, you! Get 'em!

Get on the ground!

You people can't
be living down here!

Stop!

Let's check over here.

Come on.

- Which way?
- This way.

Let's go.

Hey, hey, hey.

Come on. Keep going. Like this.

No. You... You go
ahead without me.

Cate, we need you.

- We're going together or not at all.
- Yeah. Come on, you can do this.

You've come this far.

- You got it, yeah?
- Okay.

Okay.

- We'll have to try another way.
- There's so many ways.

- One of them goes through.
- No, you don't know that.

You can't know that.
We're gonna die down here.

You'll be all right.

I'm sorry, Cate.

But you are strong.

You'll be all right.

What do you have to do
that's more important than us?

I'll just go ahead
and find a way out.

Just go.

Dad! Dad!

Do you wanna sit down?

Give me this.

Okay.

Breathe with me.

No, I can't.

Bullshit. Yes, you
can. Come on, Randa.

In.

Out.

Good job. One more.

In.

Out.

Can you feel my hands?

Yeah.

Look at me.

Don't see anything else but me.

Hey.

You're not that late yet.

Are you moving?

No, I'll go. It's fine.

Go. Now.

Emily, come on.

Cate, I didn't learn my lesson.

W-We were good. You
just... You don't want good.

I don't deserve this.

I don't think anyone
deserves this.

No, I mean that anyone
would do shit for me

when all I ever
do is let 'em down.

I hate him for leaving.
But how am I any better?

You didn't let me down when I
was freezing to death in Alaska.

The only way out is through.

- I found a way up.
- What?

Just follow the cats.

- What floor is it on?
- Dad loved a view.

Okay.

Okay.

Hell, wouldn't it be funny

if there was nothing
left behind this door?

Hilarious.

At least we know where to look.

What? No, no. There
has to be something.

Okay… …the sun's coming up.

So, let's just remember,
we gotta get out of here soon.

That's not being
helpful. Be helpful.

I don't know your dad like that.

I used to think this had something
to do with his satellite work.

What do you mean?

The orbital arcs of
satellites are sine waves.

These pathways…
they're something else.

You listened to Dad when he
was talking about that satellite stuff?

I teach science to middle
schoolers. They ask questions.

Let me see the files.

Okay.

These... These points...

They're like constellations.

But it's not a star map.

No.

It's a world map, but
he's hidden the continents.

Give me that.

What are you doing?

Can you hold that up over there?

Why are we doing this?

My first art installation
was about projected images.

How putting one image on another
can reveal something completely new.

Yeah, I remember.

Yeah.

San Francisco.

Alaska.

Africa.

This must be the path he took.

Yes, this is... this is it.

This is what we wanted. High
fives all around. We gotta go.

So, you and James.

Are you guys…

He's waiting for me to be ready.

I'm sorry for what
Dad did to you.

Thirty years. You
wasted your life on him.

No. No, I...

I could have found out
that he was cheating on me.

I could've asked.

I could have gone to Tokyo.

But I didn't wanna know the truth.
I liked having a part-time husband.

But that meant that you
had a part-time father…

and you deserved more than that.

Dad didn't die in Alaska.

What?

He worked for some secret organization
like the CIA, but for Godzilla.

I'm gonna find him.

So, how are you feeling?

Good.

Like, for the first time
since my father disappeared,

maybe everything isn't
shit, you know? Is that weird?

I've recently updated my
definition for weird. So, I don't know.

I'm gonna call my mom.

Okay. Remember the rule.

- Nonspecific.
- Yep.

I wanna go home. Tell
me what I need to do.

Smart girl. I'll be in touch.