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Hello, Jack.

I guess I'm the last person in the world you want to see.

JACK: That's usually a pretty good guess.

What's going on here?

Man, I'm pulling you down the line.

There's some place you have to be now.

JACK: Jennings, that sounds like an order.

Since I'm a senior member of the Council,

you're damn right it is.

JACK: Can't you just let it slide until I

change my last transfer?

Where the hell are you sending me this time?

It's about your daughter and your non future.

The hell are you talking about?

God damn it.

Stop it.

Surprise, Jack.

You're going down the line now.

Wait a minute.

That's not what you--

[humming]

Oh, wow.

Second pass at 10.344 seconds, vector 28, declination 124.

Hi.

It's me.

Did you see it?

I'll be by tomorrow for a confirmation report.

Thanks a lot, Doc.

What do you mean be careful?

Really?

Are you OK?

Well, but why would anyone be upset that we saw the meteor?

No.

No, I'll be by tomorrow.

OK, Bye.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Shoot!

Please don't stain.

Please don't stain.

I need my cleaning deposit back.

Thank you very much.

[music playing]

That was an ass breaker of a ride.

I'm too old to be going up and down a line like this.

I'm going to kill Jennings.

Shit.

I need to clear my head.

There's got to be a shot of booze around here someplace.

Oh, God.

Squid soda.

My God.

No.

No.

No.

Jennings, I'm going to tear you apart.

[clicking]

Explain yourself, toots, you'll be turning

tricks at the pearly gates.

Let go of me, Trooper Deth.

You know, you should really work on your technique.

Jennings.

That's right.

My great, great, great grandma was a hoe.

I hope I don't look surprised, because I'm not.

Very funny.

Look, just don't go blab to the council, OK?

You know the tight asses they can be.

If you tell me what the hell is going on.

Whose body am I in?

It's your daughter, Jack.

You better start explaining now.

I was doing a standard monitor of the time continuum,

just to make sure everything was as it should be.

You've going down the line so many times, I'm surprised all

the history isn't out of whack.

Your history might be, Jack.

Take a look.

When you left Lena back in old Los Angeles,

she was pregnant with your daughter.

When you met the child, Lena let you believe

that someone else was the father in order

to spare your feelings.

Well, I did a DNA trace and she's yours.

Otherwise, you couldn't be in her body right now.

I guess these time travel paradoxes

have finally gone from the ridiculous to the sublime.

JENNINGS: Not really.

She's in trouble.

Or should I say, you're in trouble?

The last time I was here, I wiped out all the trancers.

We don't know who or why.

I grabbed these images from the time belt.

And they show the girl fighting for her life.

If she loses, then you're erased.

I mean, she exists in the past or, well, right now.

So eventually, her descendants will be your parents.

Congratulations, Jack.

You've just fathered your own great,

great, great grandmother.

Jesus.

Could you have screwed this up anymore?

I can't even get my brain around this.

Then think of it this way.

Someone is trying to kill your daughter.

And I think it's a trancer.

Maybe you should be a dad, stay in her body and save her.

Full reinstatement.

Lieutenant Jack Deth, you are once again

a Trancer Hunter, First Class.

I don't know what your daughter's gotten herself into.

You have to find that out on your own.

Shouldn't be too hard.

Singe a few trancers, be back by supper.

You're buying.

Deal.

Oh, Jennings.

If you need some cash before you go back,

there's a convention in town.

Just don't screw this up, Jack.

Your daughter's life and yours depends on it.

[music playing]

OK, honey, I'm going to start off with your boss.

Let's see if I have to kill him or not.

Cheers.

Oh.

All right, you bastards are going to go on

like you do in the commercials.

Nice and easy.

All right.

My girl's got my taste in wheels.

[beeping]

Oh, God.

I thought skirt was embarrassing.

SAM: All right, come on.

Get your hot dogs, kids.

Good for you.

Eat up.

Get them while they're hot.

Give me two with everything.

Ms. Jo, is that you?

Of course it is.

Come on.

Snap to it, will you?

My gut's chewing itself in half.

OK.

It's just that I've never been able to sell you anything

but organic sesame bars.

New diet.

Fats, animal protein and carbs only.

What about them?

Now you knew I give away freebies.

Thanks to good customers like you,

they don't have to eat out of the trash can.

Keep the change.

Hi, Ms. Forrest.

Hey, toots.

Beef?

No thanks.

Gee, Ms. Forrest, you forget where you work?

[giggles] Your desk is right--

it has your name on it.

Yeah.

Jesus.

What a squid.

SHAUNA: Mr. Castle will see you, Josephine.

What?

Mr. Castle decided to give you five minutes.

I suggest you don't waste it with your usual outer space

babble.

What are you staring at?

Somebody's been working out.

I mean, that outfit is very becoming.

This is your last chance, Josephine.

Save your flattery for the boss.

That's a great suit, Mr. Castle.

Have a seat, Ms. Forrest.

I meant at the other end.

I like to look right into somebody's eyes

when I grill them.

You requested this audience, but I'm going to make

it easier on both of us.

No.

I looked over your report and even checked with NASA.

And there is no evidence of meteor shower

in the area you pinpointed.

That, plus the fact that this has nothing to do with your job

means I don't want to be bothered with this again.

This meeting is over.

Hold it, pal.

I got some questions.

What have I done that's got you in such a sweat?

Excuse me?

Look, I've seen martian molesters put up better fronts

than you're doing right now.

Have you lost your mind?

There's video of this thing crashing to the Earth.

Why are you saying it didn't happen?

Well, I'm sorry I didn't make myself clear.

One, what you saw was a gaseous explosion

above the Earth's atmosphere.

And two, you're fired.

I know what you are, buddy.

Oh, I lied about the outfit.

But I still think you've got a great ass.

[music playing]

Smoking's illegal, Ms. Forrest.

You know that.

Sorry.

Forgot.

Bad habits die hard.

SECURITY: Just remember.

Smoking was the leading cause of cancer in women under 30.

Gee, Ms. Forrest.

Office scuttlebutt is that you're not

going to be with us anymore.

Because I'm going to rip your damn head off.

Get over here!

[music playing]

TRANCER: You're going to mind your own business, bitch.

You're going to learn Jo Deth doesn't take any trancer crap.

Who the hell it's Jo Deth?

[gunshot]

Tell me about Castle.

What kind of trancer scams he got going on?

All they know is they want you dead.

Who are you?

JO: You first.

Answer the question you might live till noon.

You can't scare someone who doesn't care about dying.

[screams]

[phone rings]

Shit.

Yeah?

PAUL [ON PHONE]: Josephine, is that you?

I've been waiting for half an hour.

Where are you?

PAUL [ON PHONE]: Have you lost your senses?

At the observatory of course.

[music playing]

Professor Malvern?

Doc, you don't have any old Harper to take the curse

off this stuff, do you?

I never touch spirits.

But I might start.

Here are the sightings you made and my verifications.

Everything checks.

The meteor definitely came to Earth approximately 340 miles

due south.

But meteor showers do happen.

Some penetrate the atmosphere?

Well, you know they do.

All the time.

But only one in every 200,000 ever reaches a populated area.

So it's rare.

But why is everybody so pissed off?

PAUL: Well, I don't know what's upsetting people.

Maybe the aliens have finally landed.

Wouldn't that be something?

I met them, Doc.

They're no great shakes.

Smell bad too.

Listen, we're not the only ones that saw this thing.

Oh, certainly not.

But we don't know what happens to the information

once we inform the authorities, do we?

Thousands of people could have reported it.

No reason to single us out.

Except me.

I'm the one they want dead.

Oh, Josephine.

It's true, Doc.

[music playing]

We're targets, Doc.

What are we going to do?

Kick some ass.

Stay here and take notes, Doc.

What are you going to do?

Show these punks you don't screw with nerds.

[music playing]

That bitch ain't going nowhere.

I ain't anybody's bitch.

[music playing]

That was easy.

Just give me a minute to pray.

How about a second to die?

It's all I'll need.

Where the hell is she?

You won't be needing this anymore, asshole.

Yeah, I like it.

I'm not sure about this, Josephine.

People have been doing it for a hell of a long time, Doc.

Just point and shoot.

Those creeps would've killed you if they'd gotten inside.

Next time somebody shows up, I may

not be here to save your ass.

What about the body?

There shouldn't be any bodies.

Remember, next time somebody you don't know

sticks their nose in the door, blow it off.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

I'll get you, you little runt, if it's the last thing I do.

[music playing]

Jesus, his pulse is falling.

Below 50.

Temperature dropping.

[beeping]

Hey, what's happening?

What the hell happened to you?

How are you still alive though, man?

Hey.

I've been looking for you.

Boy, did you pick the wrong time?

No, you did, Jack.

Here.

I know you burned the first one.

So here's a replacement.

Just don't waste it.

How's the case coming?

JO: I know the who but I haven't figured out the why.

Every time I start asking questions,

trancers pop up and start shooting.

I singed five today.

A new kill record.

Congratulations.

But you better break the record for finding the killer

because you're starting to fade.

The hell are you talking about?

JENNINGS: In the TCL lab, you're existence up

the line is ceasing.

Which means in the very near future--

I or my kid's going to die.

Unless you can stop it fast.

[music playing]

I got to tell these kids that you got to get the hell out

of here before you get busted.

God, I hate Trancer Hunters.

[music playing]

Remember me?

Shouldn't you be dead?

Or at least in school?

Move it.

Hey, if you let me go, I'll make it worth your while.

Unless you've got an extra eye in there, I'm not interested.

No, really.

I got some great stuff in my car to give you.

You can't give me anything that compares with what

I'll get for catching you.

Everybody gets a little blue friend.

Move it.

Just swallow and enjoy the nice ride.

Why, Ms. Jo.

Good to see you.

Yeah, it'll be good to see you on a slab.

You were supposed to kill her.

Yeah?

This is even better.

You better hope Ms. Shauna thinks so

or you burn out that other eye.

[guitar playing]

Jesus Christ.

I don't know if he can hear you.

You don't think much of this place either, kid, huh?

Kid?

How old are you?

Older than you think.

So where'd they pick you up?

Sleeping in a doorway on Argyle, like the rest of us.

All these kids runaways?

Runaways because mom and dad tossed their asses out.

Or dad couldn't keep his schlong away from his daughter.

The rest of them are just your run

of the mill bums and whinesos.

Everybody's got a real nice story.

What about you?

I'm just a musician who's old lady shot herself

and the cops think I did it.

So this place is just fine for me.

By the way, everything I just admitted

is bullshit, in case anybody asks.

Fair enough.

So how come you're not having a big time staring

into space like your friends?

I spit my little blue friends out.

Around here, it's a good idea to keep your head on straight.

Guess it's pretty easy to control a bunch of kids

if there's zonked out of their minds.

And it gets them in front of the transformer

without a fight.

What the hell is a transformer?

You haven't been indoctrinated yet?

Oh, you're going to love it.

Hey.

You meet your family leader in two hours.

Get some rest.

It'll be a long night.

Hey, it can get pretty cold in here at night in case

you want to share some body warmth.

I'm not into guys.

I mean, just stick to your guitar.

[guitar playing]

Welcome to your new home, children.

Holy shit.

Ms. Work-out herself.

You know Ms. West?

She's the reason we're all here.

SHAUNA: I know that you have all had a hard life on the streets.

But the days of living in fear are over.

From now on, others will live in fear of you.

And your new family will protect you, always.

For I've been given a gift from the sky.

And I choose to share it with you.

When somebody hassles you, don't you want to fight back?

KIDS: Yeah.

When you're broke and you're cold

and nobody gives a damn whether you live or you die,

don't you want to show some strength?

KIDS: Yeah.

Prove to the world that you exist, that you do count?

KIDS: Yeah.

Yeah.

Then come to me and I'll give you all of that and more.

Come and receive a gift from the stars.

[music playing]

Done.

Done.

Feel your strength, children.

So this is how it all got started again?

I'll be a son of a bitch.

How what got started?

Trancing.

Something you don't know about and don't want to know about.

What?

All this bug-eyed monster crap.

Hey, three hots and a cot, plus I get to see some wild shit.

Bring him out.

[groaning]

Some of you know my history.

Heroin, armed robbery, prostitution.

A life on the streets at the hands of men like this.

But I found the strength to break away from that life

and rebuild myself and to help others.

I was lost, just like you.

But I found a source of strength.

Are you going to let men like that throw

you away like you are nothing?

He thinks that your garbage.

Did you know that?

Garbage.

Is that what you are?

[screaming]

[music playing]

Don't be lost anymore.

You're part of a family now.

KIDS: Yeah.

SHAUNA: That's all for tonight.

We have to get these children back to the city

so they could show their strength and unity.

Where are they taking them?

All over the city.

Wherever Ms. Shauna thinks they'll do the most good.

[interposing voices]

[music playing]

[screaming]

Good job.

Now eat your fill.

[choking]

Hey, don't you know too many of those ain't good for you?

[music playing]

The police should be discovering

the bodies any time now.

They were perfect.

Taste of blood worked them into such a frenzy.

All we had to do was turn them loose.

And the media should be crawling

all over the crime scene.

And the public's going to be shaking in their beds.

It's shocking.

Imagine a man and woman killed right

in front of their own home.

The deputy mayor and his wife.

If the rich aren't safe in their gated communities, then who is?

No one.

You know, we've aimed high this time.

But we have to start finding replacements

for the city and state officials we've removed.

Not some carbon copy idiots taking their place,

but our own people.

Our own trancers.

Look, I know this is better than living on the streets.

But you don't want to be tranced.

They're frying your brains.

They're teaching us to stand up for ourselves.

By killing on command?

That's the kind of scumbag who's been

victimizing us our whole lives.

Tell me, honey.

How many of those little blue devils have you eaten today?

Oh, you're losing them.

Why not let her go?

Because I didn't know what kind of crazy shit

this will lead to.

What?

Have you got a crystal ball?

Yeah.

I've seen the future.

And it sucks unless we do something about it now.

Look, I know you're all drugged or hypnotized.

That's sleazebag with the hot dog

cart's probably been feeding your crap

for months to soften you up.

Sam is our friend.

Look, you got to get it together.

This place is going up in flames.

And I don't want to see innocent people

buy it for some trancing bitch.

Now I can help you get the hell out of here.

But you got to want it.

You better give it up before the guards

come around with the bed time feeding.

Where the hell are you going?

Men's room.

[knocking]

Hey, it's me.

Yeah.

I've got something to report.

Yeah, in the usual way.

[music playing]

You did your job.

Now make your report.

The girl was trying to get the bunkhouse

to escape with her because she said the whole place was

going up in flames.

What did she mean by that?

I don't know.

I don't know, Ms. Shauna.

I kept her alive trusting you, Mark, to find out what

she knew so you can turn her.

But then I've always had a little doubt about your worth.

Maybe I should just treat you like the other meat

and put you in the trancing beam just to be sure.

And then we could never be together again?

Oh, you're very replaceable.

You're lucky that I choose to tolerate you for now.

[guitar playing]

You see, they don't seem like they're having such a bad time.

Sure.

They're all brain dead.

It's better than the alternative.

When are you going to wise up, babe?

Son, you really don't know who you're dealing with.

I'd back off big time if I were you.

Surprised it took you so long to find it.

It was right there in plain sight.

Sorry to point out your shortcomings.

She's getting away.

Hey.

You looking for this?

Get your ass out of the car.

Well, Ms. Jo, what happened to the nice clothes

and the nice attitude?

Lady I knew would never play with guns.

Lady you knew is gone, asshole.

Pity.

I liked her.

I don't give a shit about you.

[music playing]

Josephine.

I see you've changed your look.

It's not very sophisticated though.

I'll take that as a compliment, honey.

How many of these kids have you killed?

We are just helping a lost and bitter

generation find a purpose.

That little demonstration of yours last night was lovely.

When do they start eating brains?

Don't worry.

You'll understand everything and just a few seconds.

[music playing]

You mousy little bitch.

I don't know how you got here, but you

are leaving on a mission.

Because there's someone that we need to help us

fight the scum of the world.

And you're going to get him for us.

Say you understand me.

I understand you.

I live to do your will.

To flourish in your shadow.

To grovel at your feet like the unworthy cur that I am.

To wallow in your filth.

That's enough.

No, nothing's enough.

God above all others, master of all masters.

SHAUNA: Get her and two others ready for transport.

What task has the glorious Ms. Shauna set us to this fine day?

We who are so unworthy, we could never hope to--

Will you show up with that crap.

There's the objective right over there.

[music playing]

Get out.

I'm not afraid to use force.

Good God, Josephine.

What have they done to you.

I have willingly been made a lowly drone

to the splendid Ms. Shauna.

Man, you got her started again?

[music playing]

Good Lord, Josephine.

I thought you were with them.

The important thing is they bought it.

Now we got to get you the hell out of here.

One more step and I'll blow his head off.

Drop the gun.

Now!

[beeping]

Come on, Jack.

Kill this bastard so I can bring you back up the line.

So how's the revolution going, babe?

SAM: [laughs]

Josephine, what is all this?

Why is this happening?

Because this bunch of assholes wants power.

They think you can help them get it.

Well, they're wrong.

I know.

That's our ace in the hole.

He didn't put up a fight at all.

It's your ex employee who's causing all the problems.

You know, she's gone to enormous lengths

to protect Malvern.

You might be able to use that.

I know how to handle this.

No, you'll leave a pile of corpses

and we won't be any closer to our goal.

If Ms. Forrest and Malvern have a friendship,

use it against them.

Once Malvern is compliant, you can

gut the girl for all I care.

But if you kill her now, she's of no use.

Those are my orders, Shauna.

Yes, sir.

Good evening, Doctor.

Hope this hasn't been too much of a trial for you.

Except for the zombies and the mass murders, it's been peachy.

You're lucky you're still standing.

I'd show a little bit more respect if I were you.

Yeah, toots?

Respect for what?

The possibility of new world order, with your help, Doctor.

Josephine, told me.

That's the meteor we tracked.

Come take a look.

What's it say?

Less than 20 roentgens.

Josephine, there's practically no radiation at all.

See?

No danger of contamination.

Bullshit.

What about the ray that thing gives off?

Doctor, even though it has no radiation,

this meteor has special qualities

that we have distilled.

An energy force that alters human tissue.

Particularly those of the brain.

What are you talking about?

By focusing the energy using this device,

we're able to concentrate the ray

on the frontal lobes using the optical nerve

as a point of entry.

PAUL: Good, God.

What have you done to this child?

This is just a demonstration.

But you see the result. With certain drugs,

we've been able to control the behavior of these subjects,

evoke certain emotions.

And in this case, rage.

Nothing like an army killers to make your megalomaniacal day

complete.

That's why you're here.

I can't have anything to do with something so monstrous.

These results are not our ultimate aim.

This poor child's life was over a long time ago.

Don't feel sorry for her.

My God.

Doctor, we don't want you to be a part of this.

We want you to help us modify the beam so that the results

are not that extreme.

Examine the meteor, test its elements.

I know that you can find a key to harness this force.

We don't want an army of killers.

What do you expect from me?

Your best efforts or your friend is dead.

Doc, don't listen to that shit.

Don't worry about me.

I'm going to kill all their trancing asses.

She's helpless.

If you want her to live, then get to work.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

Come on.

You can't do anything for her now.

We've been gathering these meteors since the first shower

started two years ago.

I remember.

I tracked it.

I reported it.

Only to us, Doctor.

We've intercepted all your reports since then.

They led up to the very first tiny pieces of energy

scattered around the desert.

We saw the potential for something very important

in that rock and started experiments.

The results are in here.

[music playing]

We've had other scientists work with us on perfecting

the trancing beam.

The results, as you can see, have been, well, unfortunate.

So all this human misery is worth it, isn't it?

Don't suddenly grow balls, Doctor.

They don't fit you.

Just do as you're told and you and the girl

can walk out of here.

Don't try my patience.

If you haven't noticed, I don't have any.

Jennings, if you can hear me, don't worry.

My daughter ain't dying like this.

Neither am I.

You got a problem, babe?

Just talking to a friend up the line.

I was telling him how sweet it's going to be to kill you.

I don't think so, babe.

See, I've looked into my future.

And it's clear sailing.

I've got somebody on the inside.

No shit?

Just don't count on them to protect you from me.

I'm shaking, babe.

I'm on the winning side.

[music playing]

I've never seen one do that before, Doc.

You need to try that again.

Don't worry.

We'll get this up.

Sit her down.

You know how this works, Doctor, don't you?

Complete the circuit, you get a real nice effect.

Stop it!

Are you out of your mind?

Failure won't be tolerated, Doctor.

I gave you a job to do, and I expect you to do it.

One more test that doesn't work, and Ms. Forrest--

Name's Jo Deth, bitch.

Deth?

Fine.

How appropriate.

And it won't be a pretty one either,

unless your friend cooperates.

I won't let you down.

Put her in the last cell.

Enjoy yourself.

I've seen trancers that make you

guys look like a choir boys.

You're nothing.

OK, I guess we're all in the same ship here, huh?

It's all right.

I'm a friend.

SHAUNA: How the targets look to you?

Well they're doable, provided we can replace them

quickly with our own people.

Well, that's being taken care of right now.

You know, Malvern has nothing but failures.

Assassins are fine, but we need intelligence

subjects we can control.

His background makes him perfect for this.

And let's just say, I gave him a little incentive.

I know we want to put one of our own in power

as soon as possible.

I have the candidate.

We don't even have to trance this one

to get him to do what we want.

But treatments would modify his behavior

and give us a chance to educate him.

CASTLE: I could see him running for office.

Oh, I could see him winning.

Have your eyes on being the first lady?

I'm not that ambitious, sir.

I'll settle for assisting you.

CASTLE: How comforting.

[music playing]

[knocking]

Josephine, can you hear me?

Yeah.

Take this.

Believe it or not, I found a good use for this thing.

With the proper filters, it will greatly

reduce your healing time.

Put the salve on your wounds and dress

them with a sterile gauze.

Thanks, Doc.

For once, I'm going to rescue you.

Thanks.

I think I found something to meet your requirements.

How so?

I broke down the base elements of the meteor

and found substances that will filter out certain types

of the energy it gives off.

The dosage of the ray can be controlled

so you can simply break a man's will

or turn him into a raving animal.

Your choice.

Since I need to have it operate at its mildest level,

I think Josephine would be a perfect choice, don't you?

I mean, it can't hurt her much.

That's not the deal we talked about.

I don't remember having that conversation.

In fact, I don't think that it ever took place.

JO: You know your shit, Doc.

Here.

This'll help.

SHAUNA: With this gift from the stars,

I can give you strength and power.

Sometimes, we need a brute force to deal with the scum

who control our lives.

And other times, we need the power of mind.

Now we have a choice as to which direction

we will go in order for our voice

to be heard in this world.

And I ask you, children.

Do you want a voice?

KIDS: Yes.

Yes.

I ask it again.

Do you want a voice to be heard in this world?

Not the cries of some weak victims,

but someone of strength of body and mind.

Someone with true power.

KIDS: Yes.

Yes, we want it.

Then you all will have your chance in the transformer.

And you'll have the honors of being first.

Dr. Malvern, you may proceed.

Uh-huh.

You prepare the meteor, I'll administer the dosage.

And this better work.

It should work.

Now!

[music playing]

[screaming]

[gunfire]

[alarm]

JO: Hey.

[screams]

Welcome to your future, asshole.

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[gun shot]

You traitor.

Don't you know she's offering us the world?

I won't let you take that way.

You wimp ass bitch.

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[gun shot]

You would have been proud of me, Josephine.

I didn't lose my nerve.

I came close, but I singed that wimp ass Sam.

I'm always proud of you.

And you did a hell of a lot more than that, Doc.

You saved my life.

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Why did you come here?

To stop you from killing my daughter.

Me and thousands just like me.

Take this.

Use what you need and turn the rest

over to a research laboratory.

It would be nice if they gave me credit

in the scientific journals.

Don't worry, Doc.

You're going to do all that yourself.

How come when it's over, there's always one body too many?

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[alarm]

I didn't think your kid could handle this, but I was wrong.

You make a great team.

Now Jack, just give me the word and I'll

bring you back up the line.

Did you know that being an asshole

is the leading cause of death in both men and women?

Give me my smokes and hit the road.

You know, I never thought of you as anything

but a repressed, stuck up, bookish little nothing.

Never underestimate anybody whose last name is really Deth.

Well, I know that now.

Your name's very well known to my associates.

The others behind trancing, you mean?

Maybe.

There are hundreds of us and we control thousands.

So killing me actually gets you nothing.

Wrong.

It gets my rocks off.

[gun shots]

Goddamn aliens.

Smell even worse when they die.

You've had quite a night.

Want to make it complete and come back up the line?

Jennings did you know Castle was a stinking alien?

We had no information about him on file.

Since he was using the meteor energy though,

he probably brought it with him.

You saved your daughter.

That was the mission and you did it.

No, this mission isn't over.

Castle said there's are hundreds more like him,

thousands more trancers.

Aliens, whatever they are, I'm ready for action.

You're going after all of them?

That's the job description, ace.

Jack, you're a colossal pain in the ass,

but you're one hell of a Trancer Hunter.

You'll see me back up the line.

When?

When I know it's safe for my daughter

to have her own life back.

I've always figured that the only job's worth doing

are the ones worth dying for.

That's not for everybody, especially my kid.

Scumbags are looking for her and now so I've got to stay right

here to strike at them first.

My name is Jack--

Jo Deth.

And I'm a Trancer Hunter.

As I look out on the sea of faces around me,

I wonder how many of them are regular folks

and how many of them are ready to trance out.

My job is to find out.

Trancers aren't really alive, not dead enough,

until I'm through with them.

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