I'm your birth mother.
Mrs S, she's not who she says she is.
You know what to do.
Kira!
What the hell is going on?
Did Racheljust take myfamily?
We've come here to take you to Kira.
Tonight there's a big event at the Dyad. Rachel will be there.
How do you get next to Rachel with Daniel in the way?
Rachel's a very busy woman but if you tell me where you are,
I'll bring you to her.
Who in the hell are you?
This is our mistake.
I want my own lab.
Thank you, Dr Leekie.
- You're Sarah. - Yeah, nice to meet you, too.
I want my daughter. If you don't have her, you're dead!
Not the Dyad people, somebody else took Kira.
I know. The cowboy who took the shotgun blast was a religious extremist.
A Prolethean.
SARAH: Helena's people.
(MONITOR BEEPING)
Okay, an Eastern European accent and scarification?
Angel wings. No ID. But here are the things in her pockets.
OFFICER: Sugar packs. Lollipops.
Shot point-blank in the chest and she walks in?
How is she even alive?
It's okay. It's all right. It's okay.
(MONITOR BEEPING QUICKLY)
ART: What do these Proletheans want with your daughter?
SARAH: I don't know, Art. Everybody's after us.
(KNOCKING)
- Hey. - We're going to find her.
- Okay. Yeah. Thank you. - Okay? Good.
Hello, Arthur.
I can't believe you let a cop into clone club.
Yeah, well, I'm over it.
Finally this whole shit-show's starting to make sense.
So if these religious freaks have Kira, how do we find them?
(MOBILE RINGING)
- It's out of town. - ART: They've got a number of branches.
Hello?
- We've just got to figure out which one. - Kira?
- Give it to me.
- Kira? Hello? - Mommy, I'm not supposed to call.
I'm so glad you did! Where are you, baby?
I don't know. I'm scared.
There's a weird man here.
Kira? Kira?
It's a listed number.
It's a motel in Bridgelake County.
Let's go or they'll be gone.
Whoa. It could be a trap.
- She's going with me. - Yeah, it could still be a trap.
- Fe, stop. - But... Wait! Just a minute, please.
New clone phones.
I'll get these ones to Cosima and Alison.
Numbers are already stored in there. This one's for me.
Thankyou.
When we're backtogether, we're leaving, yeah?
Yeah. Costa Rica. I've heard that one before.
Look, I need you to keep telling me we can make it.
We can.
We remember Aynsley's warmth, her devotion to family, to community.
We remember early mornings with the Bailey Downs Ice Queens,
Iong evenings on stage rehearsing various theatre productions.
And some of us remember book club.
Or as Aynsley called it, "full contact reading".
She wanted us to...
self-reflect.
And she would say almost daily,
"Be true to who you are."
She has got a lot of gall coming here after sleeping with Chad.
- I mean, assaulting her in the street... - (ALL MURMURING)
If you wanted to have a glass right now, I wouldn't blame you one bit.
No, thank you, Donnie. I think I'll stay clear-headed, indefinitely.
- (CHILDREN LAUGHING) - Where did you get these flowers?
They're Aynsley's.
What? No, no, no, no. You take those back!
Don't worry, I got it. I got it. And then we can go home.
- Yes, please. - Here, hold my coat.
Guys, what are you thinking? Come on.
Sorry, Father.
- Alison? - Hmm?
- I'm so sorry. - Oh, thank you, Sarah, really.
I feel like the play is saving my life right now.
You lost a friend.
And they shouldn't be treating you like this.
Thank you.
Oh, that's okay.
See you at rehearsal. Okay.
(MOBILE VIBRATING)
Margaret, hi.
I'll catch you later.
- Ali? - Mmm-hmm?
- Shall we? - Yep.
Okay, Gemma, here you go.
Come on. Let's go.
You did well to save her, Mark.
Helena is the twin sister of the mother, the one that got away.
She almost didn't make it.
- Real close. - Yeah.
Here, steady her for me. Gentle. She shouldn't buck a bit.
All right. Now, easy, girl.
(MOOING)
Hand me the AI gun.
Now we just...
Slide that in directly into the cervix.
And...
There you go.
The rest is up to the Lord, just helping along a little bit.
Amen, pastor.
We're going to need a little help, too, Mark,
getting that girl out of the hospital.
Yeah, I imagine so.
Well, Henrik? Am I making up another bed or not?
That is entirely dependent on Mark here, Bonnie.
I'll do my best.
You know we love you like a son, right?
You're the only one we trust with all this.
Thank you.
So what, you're accusing me of colluding with Sarah?
To... To... I'm sorry. To shit-kick Rachel?
Well, I don't know. Why would I do that?
Aldous... Sarah, she's a con-artist. She fooled us, too.
- Did she? - She stole your pass card.
- Really? - Mmm-hmm.
I'm sorry. None of us evertrusted her.
Let me just say,
Rachel takes insult very personally.
If you want to help Sarah, you'd be in a unique position to do so
here at the Dyad.
I for one would like to avoid a war.
And I just want to make crazy science with you in our new lab.
- They're gone. - Shit.
- When? How long? - About an hour ago.
A young girl matching Kira's description and some guy.
Hey, come on.
Wait, Siobhan wasn't with them?
- There was no woman at all? - No. Just the guy.
Hey.
- Art! - Find something?
Yeah. That's hers.
Hold up.
That's Daniel, Rachel's bloody Doberman.
You stay put.
I've been hoping to run into this guy again.
Police officer. Put your hands on the car.
I said get your hands on the car.
Can I help you, Detective Bell?
I have a permit forthat.
You're a private investigator this time?
You're going to regret this, professionally speaking.
- I know where you live. - Oh, I don't doubt that.
I know where you work.
(CONVERSATION CONTINUES, INDISTINCT)
- You're a bright man, Detective. - What are you doing here? Huh?
What are you doing here?
You can tell me at the station.
(ENGINE IDLING)
(GASPS)
If you want to see Kira, you'd better shut up and get in.
This is your stop.
If you don't get too stroppy, I'll help you out.
Where is my daughter?
Someone will be along.
- (GRUNTS) - Where is she? You piece of shit!
Stop.
What the bloody hell?
Bloody hell!
I'm sorry, Benjamin. You didn't sign up forthat.
No, I certainly did not.
- What the hell is going on? - Relax, Kira's fine.
- What, he's not a Prolethean? - (LAUGHS)
No, Chicken, you just passed through an airlock.
- A what? - An airlock.
When Kira called you, I knew you'd come for her
and bring yourtroubles with you.
Here's the phone.
It was ringing. I took out the batteries.
Thanks, Ben.
- Safe home. - You too, S.
What happened with Amelia?
I'm not telling you shite till I see Kira.
Better get a move-on. We've quite a hike.
Whose side are you on, S?
Yours, love.
It's always been yours.
Now, while it may lack some lustre,
the old wing is where our most sensitive research takes place.
Like when you were sterilising lunatics in the '30s?
Before my time.
She's being cheeky again. She knows that Dyad was inventing vaccines.
Yes, polio, Spanish influenza.
- Manufactured right here. - COSIMA: Right.
Shipped all over the world and millions of lives saved.
Oh, so this is where you keep the clones?
Well, obviously, you're part of a high-security programme.
Yeah, most restricted projects are entirely compartmentalised.
Right, so smart people don't know what they're actually working on.
Ah, but you will.
You're working on yourself.
Uh, do the honours?
- I was right, it's clone jail. - It's not.
You know, if I wanted an obsolete lab, I could just go to a community college.
We're going to customise it.
LEEKIE: Here your opportunities will be endless.
Just last month I emailed a vaccine to a colleague in Delhi,
who then recreated it on a 3D biological printer.
That is completely amazing.
Think of what we could build in this room.
Please, make a list. Equipment, personnel, just...
blue-sky it. Together.
Well, I know nobody likes to touch a dead body
but I was really hoping you'd help me clean up the blood.
I'll help.
♪ We are blood buds tillthe end
♪ It is written in our hearts
♪ We will be togethertillthe day that death takes us apart
♪ And now we must heed the call
♪ Cleaning the brains offthe wall
♪ The task may be unpleasant but it's ours
♪ Try not to complain as you're scrubbing out the stain
♪ This is dirty work, dirty work
♪ Sing, sing, singing awaythe hours
♪ Shout till I... ♪
Sorry. Fiddlesticks. Left, right, left, er, left, right?
- Let's do it again? - No.
We're going to take five, and I mean five.
Carter, no more sobbing.
Alison, please.
Okay.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
- Here. - Mmm-hmm.
- Okay, now, do you feel that? - Mmm-hmm.
That is you breathing very high.
- Yes. - That's anxiety residue.
- Okay. - What you want to do
is you want to breathe from here,
- from the sacrum. - What?
From the sacrum to the diaphragm and out.
- Let's do it, okay? - Are you sure that's my sacrum?
- No, right. Feel it right here, and in. - (INHALES)
- And out... - Out.
- In. - Excuse me.
- And out... - Ah! Thank god!
Sarah, everybody, this is Felix, my acting coach.
Hello, you all look wonderful.
Hi, I'm Alexander, I'm the director.
Yes, I've seen where that hand's been.
Okay, let's just go. We'll be right back, thank you.
Donnie is your husband, Aynsley is your monitor.
- No. No, I was wrong. - Yes!
I was wrong, Felix.
Vague text messages. They don't prove anything.
You have a history of jumping to monitor conclusions.
What have I done?
Aynsley's dead.
I'm sorry, what?
There was an, uh, an accident with her garbage disposal.
Her scarf got caught and...
she choked to death.
Oh, my god!
And I was there. I watched it happen, Felix. I didn't do anything about it.
Shh. Okay, okay, look.
- Are you joking? - No!
- No? - No, no, no. I thought it was her.
We all did. We...
- It was Donnie all along. - Okay.
- I killed Aynsley. - No, no, darling.
- Yes, I did, yes. - No. Well...
I mean, not really, you know, just, like, hardly.
Oh, god, you can't tell Sarah, please.
You can't tell anybody.
(STAMMERING) I can't... I can't go to jail, oh, my god.
I have two children. I can't...
Nobody's going to jail, okay? No one's going to jail.
We just need to prove that Donnie's really your monitor.
How?
I mean, he's bamboozled me for all of these years.
He is very good at being evil.
Yes. Yes, he is, terribly.
So here's what we do. We set a trap.
Give him some monitorish information and see if he reacts like a monitor.
- Uh-huh. - Okay.
Got any ideas or you just want to keep drinking?
I think I need to keep drinking for a while and then I'll have an idea.
I made things worse, Siobhan...
- Why didn't you call me? - I couldn'ttrustthe phones.
There was more than one person watching the house, I knew someone was coming,
so I tossed the place. I made it look like an abduction to confuse the issue.
I put Kira first.
You think I didn't?
Hey, I know this place.
This is where we landed when we left the UK.
Hello, Sarah, welcome back.
Barry.
The birdwatchers.
My old network.
They helped us disappear once. They're helping again.
Well, look at you.
Brenda, yeah?
Yeah, she remembers.
Well done.
Such a beauty and all grown up.
- I wouldn't say either. - Oh.
Mommy!
Monkey! Come here!
Oh, I was so worried about you. I didn't know where you were.
- We came to the birdwatchers. - I know.
Are you all right?
Are you sure?
Come on inside.
I know I could use a drink.
Could have answered your phone.
ART: What's the point?
I don't know, quash the wild rumours you're about to get suspended?
Union rep's on it.
No.
So, what, I got to beat it out of you?
What the hell happened?
You know that lawyer? The real connected one?
Pulled the rug out from under us during the Sarah Manning thing?
Well, we crossed paths
and words were exchanged.
He's the one trying to get you suspended?
I got something that might help.
You know Carp, the patrol guy?
Mentioned he's got the weirdest Jane Doe in hospital.
- Holy shit. - Yeah.
That's what, like, numberfive?
Don't go there, Angie.
Just drop it.
Alison Hendrix... Just drop the whole thing.
But you're getting screwed, Art. And what about justice for Beth?
Look, I'm serious. Leave it alone.
- You're not going there. - Not going there.
I'm here about the Jane Doe that came in last night,
the gunshot vic?
Sure, she's right down here.
Where'd she go?
(SIGHS) You're kidding.
Who are you?
Family.
Nervous, Gracie?
It's not usual, is it?
I'm sure we seem as strange to them as they do to us.
Just do as yourfather says.
Hello, Gracie.
Will it eat?
Of course she will.
Come on, Gracie, don't be scared.
She needs our care.
And we need hertrust.
(MAN GRUNTING)
Forgive me.
An old custom.
Hello, Tomas.
I am so gratefulto yourfamily for my rescue and for hers.
I found myself praying for her soul.
- Well, that's not so crazy, is it? - Abominations have no soul.
Though one could easily mistake the bullet missing her heart for a miracle.
It is a miracle, my friend. Your charge
has a genetic anomaly.
She's a mirror.
See, her internal organs are all reversed.
What?
It's a condition that, uh,
sometimes occurs with identicaltwins.
Kind of a yin-yang sort of thing.
One of them's right-handed. One of them's left-handed.
One ofthem has her heart on the left side
and one ofthem has their heart...
Her heart is on the wrong side.
This is surelythe mark of corruption.
Yeah, well, that's where I disagree with you.
You see, I steered myfaith through science at MIT
and what I see here...
What I see here is God opening a whole new door.
But what you see is not who she is.
Your new order should appreciate this wretch is not merely an affront,
she is the war forthe future of creation.
I got no argument with you there.
You're welcome here, Tomas, both of you,
for as long as it takes herto recover.
Hey look, that's where Uncle Felix bashed his head open.
Thanks to his foster sister who was helping him down the stairs head first.
He asked for it.
We don't get manythrough these days,
but we could still kit out an army if we had to.
All sizes and shapes.
- Mrs S says I have your old bed. - Yeah, I think you do.
Look, that's me and that's Uncle Felix.
Oh, Marjorie, that's horrible.
But I can't, I can't today. No, absolutely not.
Now, make it sound all dire, you know?
And, oh, mention Sarah.
We're all obsessed with Sarah.
No, not even an emergency,
I can't talk to Sarah. I can't. That's not my business.
Now set the hook.
I absolutely cannot do it today.
No, no. Fine.
Looking good, Teddy.
Do you need a stretch?
I need to go out. It's absolutely essential.
I followed her to the cemetery.
You said to call if she had contact with a Sarah someone, right?
Manning. Sarah Manning.
I don't know who that is.
Oh... Here comes someone.
Yeah, someone's coming, hang on.
Alison.
Sarah, hi.
Oh, honey, look at you. You're shaking.
Oh.
Really nice of you to come by on such short notice.
Of course I came.
It's a lot, eh?
Aynsley passing and taking over her role.
Okay, I'm back.
It's Sarah Stubbs.
Who's that?
She's in the play with Alison.
Wasn't that...
My husband.
Uh, I don't know her very well but she's probably early 30s,
I guess you'd say plus-size?
Donald, stop talking.
That's not the right Sarah.
Okay, well, then, what do you want me to do now?
Hang up, Donnie.
Hello?
Oh!
- Alison. - Hello, Donnie.
Uh, I guess you're wondering, um...
Hmm?
Honey...
You haven't even cried yet.
I knew you were coming here, to see Aynsley. I was worried.
Worried? That I might...
do something drastic?
To myself?
To you?
I was just worried.
Would you like to join us?
No, um...
- You be with yourfriend. I'm sorry. - Yeah.
I love you.
She's not used to being cooped up.
Yeah, that makes two of us.
So, what were you planning to do with her?
Before I showed up?
I've organised drivers, booked two flights
on the red-eye to London tonight.
London's where this all started.
Will you follow? You and Fe?
They're for me and Kira, Sarah. You and Felix can stay here with Brenda.
When it's safe, I'll organise to bring you,
there are people in the UK I haven't seen in a long time,
- people with answers. - She's my daughter.
And your next move is what, exactly? Because so far,
you've done a piss-poor job of keeping her safe.
Yeah...
It's all my fault, yeah?
No.
No, but it is your reality.
And my care of Kira has always been bulletproof, has it not?
What is this?
Project LEDA?
Well, you clearly know something I don't.
Amelia gave that to me.
Well, what does she say it is?
She warned me about you.
As she died of a stab wound from Helena.
She put you with these people.
I'm sorry, Sarah.
I'm very sorry but I swear to you, I don't know who they are.
MRS S: Brenda, you've outdone yourself.
It's nice to feed a proper pack again.
To safe travels.
Mmm-hmm.
Brenda used to run strike kitchens
on nothing more than scrap meat and canned veg.
I tried to keep Siobhan in the kitchen,
but she preferred scrubbing Kalashnikovs to pots and pans.
What kind of strikers need machineguns?
I was on guns forfunds.
Running weapons to finance freedom, it made a lot of sense at the time.
Not particularly effective but good times.
Then we lost Jamie.
Who's Jamie?
Jamie's my dad.
There's always a high price to pay for righting wrongs.
Does this extractorfan even work?
- Uh... - That's okay, we'll get it fixed.
Right.
You making, like, a shopping list for me?
I am.
Okay, chill zone up here.
- With, like, a Persian rug. - (CHUCKLES)
And this really nice leather couch.
Hang on, does a gene chip system make a two-channel array moot?
Moot?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
You're so cute.
(BEEPING)
Well, so much for security.
Hello. Rachel Duncan.
You sure are.
Uh, I'm Cosima. The real Cosima,
not the one who kicked your ass or whatever.
Got to love concealer.
I hear you're very clever.
Yeah, I was clever when I was like six.
Dr Cormier, now that we've met,
you'll need to sign a new confidentiality agreement.
Would you leave us, please?
Yes, of course.
So,
you're gay.
My sexuality's not the most interesting thing about me.
How are you feeling?
These are the results of your last medical tests.
What tests?
You visited your university GP two weeks ago.
Blood tests.
You have a high lymphocide count, along with high CRP and ESR.
You were aware of Katja Obinger's undiagnosed condition, yes?
- Yeah. - Here's the data.
Redacted to the pertinent.
It's in our best interests to eliminate genetic predisposition.
Um, then you should let me examine the original genome.
Oh, that's not possible.
Why not?
I assure you, the original DNA was robust.
We believe RSUs stem from the cloning procedure.
Dr Cormier will schedule you an MRI.
And here's something else I'd like you to engage with.
Here's what little we know of Sarah Manning's upbringing
and environment.
And here's her sequenced genome.
I want you to tell me why she's differentthan we are.
You mean, why she of all of us can have a child?
Do make yourself at home.
(MOBILE RINGING)
Our next driver confirming.
Take it outside, please, Barry.
Hold on a minute.
Why does he need to take it outside?
So none of us know the details.
It's just the way it's done, love.
Oh, monkey.
Hey, you sleepy, monkey?
You want to take a kip before we leave?
That's a good idea. We've got a really big trip ahead.
Any goodbyes are just for now, okay?
Yeah.
(WHISPERING) Okay, come on. Come on.
Should I put my pyjamas on?
Depends what you have to tell me.
What's wrong?
What did you show Mrs S outside?
That. Why?
That's Amelia's. I saw it when she was snooping in her stuff.
Why was Mrs S snooping in her stuff?
I bet Mrs S has loads of secrets. Some of them are good, yeah?
Maybe, but I don't think so.
- We should go. - Yeah.
We're on hold.
If there's trouble, I need to know.
Barry? Is there trouble?
- I'm to make a call in an hour. - Usual delays.
(WHISPERING) Here, get in.
Barry, I'd like to talk to the driver myself.
You can't. I'm the contact.
If we delay, we'll be in daylight on the route with the most cameras.
Well, we'll change the route.
Barry, I'll call and get it sorted out.
I think I'd like to review it personally, Brenda.
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
Stop!
Hands!
(ENGINE REVS)
Sarah!
- Mommy! - Get down!
What the hell are you doing?
For god's sake, she's just a little girl.
We were all little girls once.
Not like this one.
Meaning what, exactly?
It means...
(BRENDA SCREAMS)
Get out!
Get out of the truck or Kira will get hurt!
Open this door!
Sarah, I can't let you go!
(SARAH SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS, GUNSHOT)
- Mommy? - Stay down. Stay down!
Not my boy. Not my boy.
Could you just tell me why?
After all we have been through together, why?
A lifetime of bluster
about change and justice.
While we starved for our troubles.
Who got to you?
I found God.
It turns out
the Lord has deep pockets.
You sold us to the Proletheans.
Now you can tell me
who are these cursed children you brought into our lives?
They're Project LEDA.
I don't know what that is.
Good.
(GUNSHOT)
(MOBILE RINGING)
Bollocks.
Alison?
It's him.
- Donnie tookthe Sarah bait. - What?
My husband is my monitor.
Um, I need you to get me out of here before I snap.
Oh, god, Alison, I'm so sorry. I...
I can't, I'm leaving town for a while.
Leaving? Where?
I'm going. I'm going with Kira and Sarah, we...
Look, I want to tell y, ou but it's not safe to know.
Even my own clones think I'm useless.
Oh, no, darling! No, you, you have a musical to focus on.
I killed Aynsley, Felix.
Aynsley wore a scarf in the kitchen. Hang on just one second.
Hi, Uncle Felix.
Hey, monkey!
All right, Alison, I'm really sorry but I've got to go.
- No. - I know...
Felix?
Call Cosima, don't tip over, she'll help y, ou.
Andjust play, possum, okay,
I'm sorry, Alison, I've got to go. I'm sorry,
How's Auntie Alison making out?
FELIX: You have got enough to worry, about right now, okay,
You excited for our big adventure, monkey?
I don't know.
- Yeah, no, it's going to be brilliant. - Absolutely.
- Yeah. - No question.
I can't wait. Are we there yet?
1400 acres supporting 40 souls. God smiles on you.
Well, farmers pray more than most but...
It's not worth a breath without hard work and basic biology.
Agrosciences.
Helena's been with you for quite some time now, hasn't she?
Since she was 12 years old.
I wondered, Tomas, if you've ever considered the fact
that seeing as she's a twin of a fertile clone, well, maybe...
Maybe Helena can conceive as well?
Impossible. She's defective and dangerous.
Any child of hers would be a monster.
Well, you know her best.
You know a wise man once said,
"Science without religion is lame,
"religion without science is blind."
Einstein didn't believe in God.
It's a brand-new day.
Why am I here?
Myfather says he wants you to join ourfamily.
- Who is that? - They asked me to keep
this video journal. Theyfound polyps on my lungs.
We're looking for a little girl in a custody case.
MAN: They were here yesterday.
- Do you live nearby? - Yeah, Black Oak Drive.
- Oh, Hilldale Crescent, I'm Angie. - Alison.