All language subtitles for incr4

- Previously on
"Incorporated"...

- Told you I'd find you.
- Aaron?

There's so much riding
on this scholarship.

- You spend 17 hours
a day in that juku

letting them pump
you with nootropics

and cognitive enhancers.

Elena! Wake up, come on!

- We got the permit. We're
gonna get pregnant.

Your friend's daughter,
bring her tonight.

I'll examine her.

[cheering]

[blow lands]

- You lost, to him.

[metal bashes]

- Guess you're my
ticket now, huh?

- That's a group of girls
being escorted to Arcadia.

- My sister, she's a sex slave.

- Mr. Hendrick, right?
Human resources?

- I hope you know
what you're doing.

- I need to move up the
ladder to get to her.

- The Inazagi delegation's
on its way, sir.

- It's a pleasure to
meet you SVP Walters.

- I want the basic
extraction package.

New name, face, fingerprints.

- We have a defector
on our hands.

We'll soon start
evaluating candidates.

- A keyhole.

- How do I crack it?

[somber orchestral music]

- [speaking Chinese language]

[upbeat chime]

[indistinct chatter]

- My father just
went to the bank.

He'll be back soon.

- I actually came
to see you, Elena.

Rebecca Henson.

I'm with Spiga Biotech...
[bracelets chime]

Educational Outreach Department.

I'm sorry

about the scholarship.

- The scholarship?

- You haven't heard?

Sometimes we get the
news before you.

I'm afraid you didn't
get it, Elena.

Like I said, I'm sorry.

If it means anything,
you were runner-up.

- You came all the way
here just to tell me that?

- No.

I came here to tell
you that even though

you may not realize your
dream of attending college,

there could be a place for
you in the Spiga family.

You are an exceptional
young woman.

You are young, smart,

beautiful.

How would you like to be a woman
of grace and sophistication?

Travel the world and be among
the wealthy and powerful?

I can do that for you,

and I can give you enough
money to take care of

your family for the
rest of their lives.

What do you say to that?

[gun cocks]

- Get away from my daughter.

[laser chimes]

- I was giving her
an opportunity.

- To be a whore at one
of your executive clubs?

Bet you get a nice fat bonus
for signing someone like her.

- Dad, stop.

- Listen to her.

Put the gun down or
he will shoot you.

[suspenseful music]

*

- Okay.

Everybody take a breath.

The guy who runs things
around here is named Tino,

and I work for him.

Your guy shoots,

you don't make it
to the wall alive.

[laser chimes]

- You heard my father.

Get out.

- This is the best offer

someone like you's gonna get.

That's why my closure
rate is over 90%.

Think it over.

You have my contact.

[front door bell chimes]

- [speaking Spanish]

I didn't get the scholarship.

That's why she was here.

- Elena, I'm sorry...
- Don't.

You said the
scholarship was a con,

and you were right.

- It sucks, okay?

But it also means no more
seizures, no more juku.

You can finally
live for yourself.

- Live for myself? How?

With the debt and the interest
piling up on this place,

one bad month and we're
gonna be out on the street.

- Well, what about the co-ops?
- Co-ops?

It's a pipe dream, Aaron.

College was our only way out.

- It doesn't have to be.

- Then you show me
another way, okay?

'Cause I don't see it.

[dramatic whoosh]

- Good morning.
- Mm.

Ah... You hug, you kiss,

and you swipe my coffee. I
fall for it every morning.

- Hey, I need it
more than you do.

We're gonna have a
baby, remember?

Open Design-Gro.

[device powers on]

- That's him?
- Or her.

It's up to us. Everything is.

That's what today's
appointment's all about.

I think I want your dimples,

and your chin for sure.
- [laughs]

Eyes? Oh, maybe

a combination.

Hm, here you try.

We're not having a clone of me.

Don't you want our baby
to look like you at all?

- Maybe the only face I
can imagine her having

is the face I fell in love with.

- Oh, so it is a "her" now?

- Or a him. Them?

Wow, we do have a lot of
decisions to make, don't we?

Ah.

- Your plan is to
take birth control

behind your wife's back?

- I don't want to hurt her.

- Yeah, well you're
doing a hell of a job.

- Look, I just need
you to get it for me.

I can't risk it showing up
in the system under my name.

- What's it even gonna matter
when she hires a gestator?

- If my plan works, she won't.

Now can you help me or not?

- Don't pretend I have a choice.

At least when you were a little
snot, you listened to me.

- Yeah, well you've always
been like a father to me.

You know, when things
got tough, you bailed.

- [scoffs]

[device hums]

- It's not every day the boss
is slumming down here on 35.

When do you go under the knife?

- My Everclear
presentation is tomorrow.

- Good luck.

Not that you'll need it.

- There are a dozen candidates
for this promotion.

We're all in the same boat.

- Um, that's your
mother-in-law in there,

and you just pulled
an Inazagi defector

out of your ass. Game over.

- And your father's
company is the lynchpin

of the Spiga's supply chain.

- Just do me a favor, when
you finally get there,

tell me what it's like.

- On the 40th floor?

- Arcadia. It's the
least you can do.

And after all, we've
been killing ourselves

to get in there.

- Well, I've been killing myself

for a bigger house. And a pool.

- I know you need to tread
lightly, but come on,

you want that golden
ticket as much as I do.

- Well, truth is, Roger, I
don't care about Arcadia.

I'm meeting my wife
today at the OB-GYN.

We're starting a family.
- And so is Pearson.

Her gestator is eight
months pregnant,

but she's still in
there every night

sitting on some poor
bastard's face.

Do you know why Spiga created
the executive clubs?

- To stop senior execs

from getting kidnapped
in the Red Zones?

- No, to stop them from cracking
under the pressures of the job.

Hell, I heard it cut
suicide rates in half.

Do you think you're different
from the rest of us?

- Excuse me.

Ms. Krauss would like a
word with you, Mr. Larson.

- Yeah.

We both have the same shot.

- Just tell me how much
this will cost me.

- Dad, I said I needed
your help, not your money.

- Help is always money.

I even have a name for it,

"the Roger tax," remember?

- You're never gonna
let that go, are you?

- You had to take the
wheel of that car.

They scraped that poor
girl off the wall.

- I need you to get
me into Arcadia.

- I have to get you
laid now, too?

- It's not that.

There's someone
standing in my way

and I think he's connected
to one of the companions.

I need to find out how.

- Roger, this isn't
your skill set.

My advice? Forget the promotion.

- You don't think I can cut it.

- You're a rich kid with
poor impulse control.

I'm not gonna live forever.
Wait it out.

- You want to know
why I chose Spiga?

So that one day when you come
in to negotiate your contract

the person sitting across
the table from you

wasn't Elizabeth Krauss,

it was me,

and I rip your eyeballs
out in the deal.

- [chuckles]

Roger,

nothing would make me happier.

[club hits golf ball]

- [scoffs]

- Now, who is it
you're gunning for?

[brooding electronic music]

- It's better if I don't
say until I know more.

- Roger...
- Look.

You want me to stop
being the fuck-up?

Do this for me

and I won't ask you for
anything ever again.

- So, Theo, folks out here are
getting paid in the currency

of their employer.
Dollars, Euros, Yuan.

- Blackcoin?
- Yeah, so they have to

turn it into cash they
can spend, right?

Well, where do they go?
Exchange machines.

You know, in goes your
blackcoins, out comes dollars.

How much you get depends
on the exchange rate.

See the rates change?

Every now and then,
there's a surge

and two to one turns
into 20 to one.

It happens for a split second.

If you're lucky enough
to be at the machine

at that exact moment, you
just rolled a surge.

- You're going to roll
a surge on purpose?

- Not me.

You.

I hack the rate feed,

you load the cash
into the machine.

That's why it's a two-man job.

This isn't hacking
rations though, Theo.

This is the big leagues.

It's graduation day.

You ready?

- Hell yeah.

We'll come back tomorrow.

- The Zero Days
we're exploiting,

they'll patch them any day.
We have to go now.

Nothing's changed, Theo,

it's just a man
instead of a machine.

In some ways, they're
even easier to fool.

You look him in the eye and
you hand him the pack.

That's all you have to do.

Can I get a "hell yeah"?

- Hell yeah.

- On my signal. A
second too soon

or a second too late,
we're screwed.

Understood? Go get 'em.

[lively suspense
music slowly builds]

- Next.

*

- Thanks.

- Come on.

- Let's go, kid.

Next.

- Hey. Wait your turn, huh?

Dollars please.

- 2,000 Euros.

That's, uh...

You just roll a surge?

Beginner's luck I guess.

That's 20,363, including
our commission, of course.

Hold it, kid. - Hey.

[tense music building]

Not so fast.

*

[woman screams]

- I said step back!

- You!

[indistinct chatter
and laughter]

- [chuckling]

- Hey.
- Look at that face.

Barely a scratch.

- On the outside maybe.
- Oh, come on.

You made pretty short work
of Mad Dog last night.

That fight was over
in what, 30 seconds?

- 28.

- But hey, who's counting?

- [chuckles] Here
for your purse?

- Yeah.

- Did better on the
fight than I expected.

And I always take
care of my own.

Remember that.

- Thanks, Terrence.
- Mm-hmm.

Got a job for you, first.

- I was in the
cage 12 hours ago.

- I didn't say a fight.
I said a job.

There's a kid in the
neighborhood, Spyder,

got himself a scholarship
playing basketball

over the wall.

Great news for him, bad news for
the kid who came in second.

That kid's family paid
me to take Spyder out.

- With all due respect

that's a job for Semo.

- Really? Think
you're above Semo?

You're an artisan while
he's just a laborer?

That hierarchical shit
doesn't fly with me.

I need a workforce
that's nimble, flexible.

Let me be perfectly clear.

You are what I say you are.

If I want a leg broken,

you're a leg-breaker.

You hear me?

[suspenseful orchestral music]

You want your purse or not?

[ominous music]

[piano lounge music]

*

- I thought it over.

I can't get you into Arcadia.

What I can do is arrange for
an out-call with the girl.

But I'm gonna have to call in

every marker that
I have to do it.

- You want something in return?

- That's how it works.

- What is it?
- Your brother.

I need you to convince
him to move out,

get the help he needs.

- The help he needs
because of you.

- The neural implant was
Mitchell's idea, not mine.

He knew the risks. - Right.

You had nothing to do with it.

You just pushed him to
out-work and out-think

everyone at your company.

- I don't play favorites.

- Yet here you are,

putting your gold-digger wife
over your firstborn son.

- Okay.

Karen wants your brother out.

It's not a good
environment for Justin.

- Your genetically enhanced
baby needs an environment?

I thought he was just born
better than the rest of us.

- Look, Windrush is a
first-class facility.

It's not like I'm throwing
Mitchell out on the street.

You're able to reach Mitchell
better than any of us.

We can help each other.

- You know what?

Go fuck yourself.

[cheesy upbeat music]

- The corporation demands

your peak performance
all the time.

Being pregnant can rob
you of your edge.

The numbers don't lie.

Pregnancy is a leading cause of

marital strife, even divorce.

But there is a better way.
Your way.

Your gestator lives
under your roof

and eats only a
scientifically-formulated diet

to nurture your
fertilized embryo.

It's your baby,

your perfect
assortment of genes.

Shouldn't it be on your terms?

[music flourishes]

- Ben?

I know it's a lot to process.

What do you think?

- I want to have a baby with
you more than anything,

but what I don't want are
any of these options.

- What, are you saying
that you want me

to have a natural pregnancy?

- I want this to be about us.

Don't you?

- Well, it's a big decision.

- I know, it's just...

Spiga is in every other
part of our lives.

Does it have to be in this one?

- Sorry I'm late.

I had remote deliveries in
Cleveland and Minneapolis.

It was quite a morning.

Now, before we remove your
IUD, we have a lot to discuss.

- We'll make it easy for you.

We're checking "no"
on everything.

- Everything?

- That's right.

No gender choice, no
customized features,

no gestator.

I will get pregnant
the old-fashioned way

and carry her or

him... - [quiet laugh]

- To term.

- I'm surprised.

You two don't seem
the bohemian types.

Are you on board with this, Mr.
Larson?

- 100%.

- There is just one thing.

Couples opting for a
natural pregnancy

must submit to a thorough
genetic screening.

- You said our lab
work looked good.

- It's a liability issue.

If you have any genetic
abnormalities,

we would have no way
of preventing them

from manifesting in your child.

This will give us

your entire genome with
just a fingerprint.

And don't worry; With
your backgrounds,

I don't anticipate any problems.

[device chimes]

Now your turn, Mr. Larson.

[tense music]

*

- I'm sorry, do you need
me .to speak slower?

I couldn't be more clear.

- I'll handle this, Anton.

How can I help you?

- Roger Caplan,
Counterintelligence.

I need a personnel file.

- I see. Do you have a

signed authorization?

- No, I have

an active CI investigation
on this girl

and not a lot of time.

- Aren't you CI Tech?

This feels a little out of
your purview, doesn't it?

I mean, if I call upstairs,

would they know
what you're up to?

- Hendrick, right?

How long have you been
on the 6th floor?

- Nine years.

- [exhales] Nine years
without a promotion.

That tells me you don't like
to stick your neck out.

- Are you threatening me, Mr.
Caplan?

- I don't threaten.
I incentivize.

I'm up for that promotion on 40.

On my way there, I'm
making two lists.

Which one do you want to be on?

[brooding tone]

- I've got the results
of your DNA screens.

[device chimes]

Laura,

yours show no abnormalities.

Nothing that would pose a
danger to you or your child.

Ben,

your DNA is more problematic.

The red sections
show genetic damage

caused by elevated
levels of lead

and exposure to malaria,

two things we don't
typically see

in people at your strata.

- Uh, what's the risk?

- Taken together, not
statistically significant,

but it's a risk Spiga
isn't going to take.

That's the waiver form,
relieving Spiga of liability

for any medical conditions

that may arise from
your decision.

To be clear, if
anything goes wrong

the cost is on both of you.

I'll let you discuss
it in private.

[door closes shut]

- Lead poisoning, malaria.

I... I don't understand.

- There's something I have
to tell you about my past.

[ominous music]

- What is it?

- When I was in college

and the flood hit Seattle,

I told you they
airlifted me out.

They didn't.

At least, not right away.

The water was contaminated,
people were getting sick.

There were

bodies everywhere.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I was ashamed.

I guess I wanted you to
think my life was perfect.

- Ben,

do you think my life was perfect

after what happened to me?

- What do you want to do?

- What we decided.

I want to have our baby.

- What about the risk?

- People used to have
natural babies all the time

and it worked out fine.

Whatever happened to you in
Seattle made you who you are.

I wouldn't change a
thing about you.

Not a single chromosome.

- Really?

- Hey,

you don't have to hide
anything from me.

I know who you are.

I love you.

- I love you too.

[device chimes]

- Yo, you're that
fighter, right?

- What?

- Oh...

I saw you bust up Sayeed.

You painted the cage with
that fucker's blood.

- You were there?

- Nah.

I watched that shit online.

Over and over.

- You like fights?

- I like your fights.

Look at us.

Bet they said you
were too small too.

But it ain't about the size.

It's about who wants it more.

Am I right?

[chuckles]

I'm Spyder.

- Theo.

- I didn't recognize
you at first.

My mom told me to
keep my guard up

since I got a scholarship.

What are you doing here?

- Road work, you know?

Got to stay sharp.

- I hear that.

Well, uh,

I'll let you go, my man.

It's an honor.

- Hey, so after you
watched my fight

did you guys win your game?

- We fragged 'em good.
[chuckles]

- Well, come on, we
got to celebrate.

- What, like, like right now?

- Well, unless you
don't want free drinks

and a chance to meet the
other fighters, huh?

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, all
right, whatever.

[birds chirping]

- Here.

Deceive your wife
in good health.

- I know you don't believe me,

but this is the best
thing for Laura.

- You think that's why
I dragged you here?

You got bigger problems. - What?

- Roger Caplan came to my office

with a video of Elena
walking into Arcadia

and a bullshit story about
a CI investigation.

You want to take a wild guess

who has your missing keyhole?

- Shit.

He asked me about
Arcadia this morning.

He was fishing.

- He wants her personnel file.

I stonewalled him, but
he's not going away.

- I just need a bit more time.

- You're not listening to me.

This guy is onto you.

And if he finds out who you are,

that leads to me

and my daughter.

[pensive suspense music]

- He asked for her file?

Then give it to him.

- What the hell are you saying?

- The file will be so
redacted, it'll be worthless.

But I can use it to
keep an eye on him.

- [grunts] [glass shatters]

- Mitchell?

It's Roger.

[door creaks, shuts]

- Roger Caplan, born
April 15th, 2046.

It was a Sunday.

- That's right, buddy.

Turning 29 this year.

Crazy, isn't it?

Deal 'em up?

What do I owe you
from the last time?

- 8,346 US dollars.
- [exhales]

Serves me right for playing
for 10 bucks a point.

Gin was supposed to
be my game, you know?

Back at the Dells,
Mom taught me cards

because she saw how
mad I used to get

when you beat me at tennis.

Remember that summer?

Mitchell, did Dad

talk to you about Windrush?

- The Windrush Center.

A first-class
rehabilitation facility

nestled on the banks
of Lake Michigan.

- That's right.

I brought a viewer
immersion to show you.

- This is my room. I won't go.

- Hear me out.

- I won't go.

Gin.

- Right. It looks
like I owe you...

- $740.

$9,086 total.

- How about

we call it an even 10 grand

and you look at me?

[shuffles cards]

The implant damaged
your amygdala.

Do you know what that is?

- The amygdala is the center

of emotional thought
in the human brain.

- That's right.

Windrush can help repair the
connections you've lost.

- This is my room. I won't go.

Deal them up.

- You know,

I hate Dad

just as much as you do.

- You hate Dad?

- That's right.

The difference is

I can do something about it.

I get this promotion I'm up for,

the next step's
division president.

With that kind of clout,

I can get him fired
and expelled,

with that bitch Karen

and their stupid bionic baby.

Let the skints have at them.

- The skints.

- All I need

is for you to go to Windrush,

just for a little while.

After that, we'll
have Dad's money.

And this house,

you can have it all to yourself.

- I'll go to Windrush,

for a little while.

Let the skints have at 'em.

[pensive music]

*

- How are you feeling?

- They say the baby's fine.

That's all that matters.

And Michael?

- Michael buried you yesterday.

He played the part of the
grieving husband beautifully.

Inazagi has no reason
to suspect a thing.

- He'll never see me again.

And even if he did, he'd
be looking at a stranger.

- You asked for the
full relocation package

and you got it.

Now it's your turn.

What's this intel I've
risked my career for?

- Well, there's this whiz kid,

Sanjay Maraj.

Summa cum laude from
Beijing University,

one of those open-source
gene splicers.

Real bleeding heart.

Kid wanted to feed the world.

Then he realized a school could
never finance his vision

so he finally
accepted our offer.

- To do what, exactly?

- We got it all
wrong, Elizabeth.

There is so much water
out there in the world.

More than enough.

- Sure, seawater.

- But if you could
use it to irrigate.

If you could make your
crops salt tolerant.

- That's impossible.

- Mangroves do it.

And Sanjay's about to.

[pensive piano music]

- And that's how you
conquer the desert.

- That's right.

Iowa, Missouri, Kansas.

We could take back all
the dust-storm states,

all Inazagi territory.

- Or Spiga's.

How do I find this
miracle worker?

- Mm, that's Inazagi's
best kept secret.

I mean, I could give
you my best guess

but the rest is up to you.

- Oh, one last thing.

Robert Frost.

How did you know?

- I was accompanying

your husband before he died.

I hope you will forgive me.

- Just business.

So is this.

If you ever tell
anybody about him,

your people think
you're already dead.

[brooding tone]

[club music over speakers]

- [coughs]

- All right.

Now you know how I felt

after that right
cross from Sayeed.

[chuckles]

Give me a sec.

- What are you
trying to pull, kid?

- You gave me a job.

I'm doing it the
best way I know how.

I get him drunk, he
won't feel anything.

- Long as you get it done.

- I got a confession,

I've never had a
drink before, like,

right now.

- You're 17.

I was cooking beet-shine
when I was 12.

- When my folks
realized I could ball,

they wouldn't allow it.

- Then here's to not
listening to your parents.

- [chuckles]

- All right.

- Another one?

- I don't blame 'em.

I mean, look at me, I'm getting
out of here 'cause of 'em.

- Your scholarship?
- Fuck yeah.

And when I get my degree,

I'ma bring 'em out with me.

- My sister said the same thing.

It didn't work out
though, but she tried.

- No shit?
- Yeah.

- What's her name?

- Elena.

- To Elena.

[doorbell chimes]

- Mom.

- I'm sorry to barge in on you

like this. Can I come in?

- Is something wrong?

- Something happened
at work today

that got to me, that's all.

- Are you all right?

- I shouldn't really
be telling you this,

but we ran a covert op

involving a pregnant woman

and it didn't go as planned

and she lost the baby.

- I'm so sorry.

- I saw her today;

She was devastated.

- Tell me this doesn't
have anything to do with

my visit to the OB-GYN.

- Laura...
- Oh, of course.

The release we signed
went directly to you.

You're here because we're
having a natural pregnancy.

- Elizabeth.

What are you doing here?

- She's trying to talk me
out of carrying our baby.

- I'm trying to keep
your baby safe.

My daughter doesn't
seem to understand

the kind of world we live in.

- I understand perfectly.

- I see your housekeeper
isn't here.

What have you told Ben
about why you fired her?

You haven't told him about
the riot you started

at the servant gate?

[ominous music]

- Yeah, she told
me all about it.

The important thing
is that she's okay.

- What if she's pregnant and
she pulls a stunt like that?

There are reasons people
like us use gestators.

It's just common sense.

*

- Elizabeth, I
understand your concern,

but this is our decision.

- Is it your final decision?

- Yes.

And we discussed it,

and it's what we
want for our family.

- Well, if that's your position.

I'll see you at
tomorrow's presentation.

[door closes]

- It was a medical emergency.

I was trying to help
Rachel's friend.

I should've told you.
- It's okay.

It's okay.

- You're not upset?

- I'm only upset that you felt
like you couldn't tell me.

I know who you are too.

[gentle music]

*

- Then how about we
make a baby right now?

- [laughing]

Whoo!

[panting] Oh, I... I...

I gotta... I gotta
rest a second.

Glad I got this out of the way

before college.

Never again.

- Take this.
- What?

- Take it and get out of town.

The guy your mom
warned you about?

It's me.

I'm supposed to break your
legs so you can't play.

- What... what are you saying?

- Listen to me.

We don't have much time.

I'm gonna tell them
that you fought back

and I had to kill you,
and I dumped your body.

But that means you
have to go now

and you can never come
back because if you do,

they will kill you
and your family.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

You have to go!

- Where am I gonna go?

Tell me!

My family is here.

I have nothing else.

- Go anywhere.

- With this?

This won't do shit for me.

You just want to buy
yourself a clean conscience.

There.

You're my hero again.

That's what you wanted, right?

- What do you want from me?

- You said it.

The next guy they send

is gonna kill me for sure.

You got a job to do.

[exhales]

So do it.

[eerie music]

Come on!

Do it, you fucking coward!

Do your job!

Is that what you did
to your sister?

You fuck her over too?

And I thought you were a champ.

You ain't nothing but a thug.

You're gonna die in that cage.

People are gonna cheer.

That's gonna be the last
thing that you hear

is people cheering

'cause you're dead!

[bone cracks] [screams]

[muffled screams]

- Open Design-Gro.

[device powers on]

[pensive piano music]

[door opens]

- What is this?

- 20,000.

That's the buy-in
for the co-ops.

- The co-ops?
- Just hear me out.

They're not a pipe dream;
They're real farms.

Open source seeds, no
corporations, no cartels.

And they want people like
you, young, educated.

There's a buy-in, but I got it.

- Where did you get this?

- It doesn't matter.

- Aaron...

- I'm not gonna lie to
you, it's hard work.

It's the land that nobody wants,

but it'll be ours.

Hey, it's okay.

We'll send for Theo

and your dad if he
doesn't shoot me first.

- No, that's not it.

- You got the scholarship?

- The winner got
caught cheating.

Neural implant.

It's mine now.

I won't take it.

- You're gonna pass on
a college scholarship?

This is your ticket
out of all this.

- It's my choice.

- And what about your family?

Every cent they
saved was for this.

- You don't want me
to come with you?

- Not if you're gonna regret it.

Look, this isn't some number you
hit in Tino's food lottery.

You earned this.

- I can't leave you.

- You don't have to.

And you know what you're
gonna need over the wall?

A chauffeur.

- [laughs] The cars
drive themselves.

[motorcycle engine revs]

[brakes screech]

[glass shatters]

[engine idling]

[suspenseful music]

[beeping]

[beeping increases rapidly]

[explosion]

Aaron!

We have to go.

- Well, the clarity
hasn't budged much.

You have any solves for
the programming exploit?

[device chimes]

Ben?

What adjustments do you want
me to make for the rendering?

- I have to go.

- Go? Wait.

The presentation's at 1:00.

Ben?

- Got it, thank you.

They're almost here.

- Great.

- If this goes sideways,

Elizabeth Krauss will
have me by the balls

for the rest of my life.

- Sounds like you're more
afraid of her than I am.

- I mean it.

The day that woman's
out of my life.

- I'll be careful.

- Be smart.

Arcadia trained this girl

to keep her mouth shut
and her legs open.

- I was raised by an
unapologetic asshole,

so when it comes to
breaking people down,

I learned from the very best.

- That was almost convincing.

[lively suspense music]

*

- Step aside.

[somber music]

*