Stan-my-man! You should really check this out.
Ah, never mind.
And they call us crazy.
It's my chance! I'm outta here.
Huh? Yeah, I'm gonna miss our talks too.
Take care, OK?
Agent White?
It's beautiful, isn't it?
Yes, sir. I just wanted to remind you,
you've got an eight o'clock with the chief of police to discuss jurisdictional issues.
Right.
Is it just me, or was this job more fun when we were covert,
hunting transgenics all on our own?
It's getting late, sir. You should probably knock off.
What, and miss the show?
- It only happens once a year. - Really?
Didn't know you were into astronomy.
There's a fair number of things you don't know about me, Otto.
- Good night, sir. - Good night.
Gas up the generator.
- Got anything? - It's all quiet on the transgenic front.
- Let's hope it stays that way. - Hey, little fella.
Logan managed to grab this out of his apartment before White's guys trashed it.
- I'll have to thank him. - What is that symbol?
Father told me the two snakes interwind together.
Sort of a Caduceus. You know the wand carried by Hermes, messenger of the gods?
Messenger. Like you.
The Greeks adapted it from a more ancient Babylonian symbol representing fertility.
I read a lot.
All I know is it's the same symbol White's breeding cult uses.
I hate to say this but maybe Sandeman was involved with them somehow.
No, Max.
- These are major bad guys. I'm wondering... - I don't like you wondering.
Father was a good guy.
- I remember. - If you say so.
Good or bad, if Sandeman did create Manticore, he was one strange dude.
- Look at us. What was he thinking? - And why did he bother?
- Humans hate us. - Feeling's mutual.
People afraid of things they don't understand.
We have a transgenic heading eastbound...
- What's goin' on? - Transgenic. Cops got him on the run.
- Location? - Sector Five. Heading east on Fourth.
- White's men are on their way. - So are mine.
No. First thing we did together was the Volkovitch job, in Kezmikistan or wherever.
Oh, yeah. That's right. The off-hours were definitely the highlight of that mission.
- Lola. - Yeah.
Hang on.
Yeah?
We'll meet her there. Let's go.
Just a few more minutes till we get the all clear.
There's something going down in Sector Five.
- Ready? - I'm always ready.
Funny. That's what Lola said.
- Jam Pony messenger! - Got a pick-up for Harbor Lights Hospital.
This is White. All units, form a perimeter.
- Don't move! - Freeze!
Come on!
Here they come! Open the gate!
Way to go, guys.
- You OK, pal? - I am now.
Welcome to Terminal City.
What ya got there, boss?
"Coalition for a Transgenic-free Seattle."
The mutants are getting organised. We are too.
Yeah. It's a good idea.
It's not the ones that look like monsters we gotta worry about, it's the X-series.
They look just like you and me, so you really can't tell.
Hey! Don't ride the motorcycle inside!
Cut him some slack, Normal. Biggs has already been on three runs this morning.
- I'm ready for my next one, boss. - I told you he was a good worker.
And my idea to do deliveries on motorcycles has upped our efficiency by, what, 15%?
Yes, Moto-Pony is a huge success. Doesn't mean you can ride the hogs indoors.
Did you get those sector passes I wanted for these guys?
- What? Yeah. Here. - Perfect.
There you go. Happy riding.
That is one fine transgenic sister.
Vigilance, yeah? They're everywhere, people.
Fair city's become Transgenic Central.
Don't be afraid to rat out friends and neighbours.
Normal, how do we know that you're not a transgenic
that's just running a game so nobody'll suspect you?
Normal's calling for vigilance.
Meanwhile, Jam Pony's home to the transgenic underground.
Keeps backfiring on me.
Timing must be off. I'll take care of it.
Anybody home?
Hey, Logan. Adjust your camera. You're a little off-centre.
- How's that? - Much better.
How's the new digs, Logan?
Pretty sweet. Thanks for letting me crash.
No problem. You need anything?
Yeah. Talked to Eyes Only. He's trying to get his operation up and running again.
Takes some sophisticated hardware to pull off his cable hacks.
Getting on the air isn't the hard part. It's not getting traced.
- What does he need? - IT server.
A couple of C-34 processors, for starters.
I'll look around. You Ordinaries - no offence -
left a lot of good stuff behind when you cleared outta Terminal City.
- Appreciate it. - Hey, Mole! Look what I got.
Hey, little fella.
- What's up? - Logan's on TV.
- Hey, you. - Hey yourself.
It doesn't exactly have the penthouse view. How's it going?
Warm and dry. Can't complain.
- How you doing? - All right.
Good.
Is that Alec I heard?
Yeah.
- How's he doing? - Good.
Good.
So... catch you later?
Yeah. See ya, Max.
See ya.
Each place worse than the last.
We'll never find anything Logan can use in this dump.
Here we go.
- This looks salvageable. - Good. Can we go now?
"Advanced Recombinant Genetics" - wonder who they were.
So how are you and Logan?
I'm just making conversation, Max.
It's over. I already told you that.
- Why was he asking about me? - Just making conversation, Alec.
- What? - Look at that.
- What the hell's that doing here? - I don't know. Can we please go now?
What is it with these snakes?
It's like Ames White and his Familiars are following me around.
Ames White and his Familiars. Kinda sounds like a rock band.
They hurt you, George?
I know. Does sound like a rock band.
Question is, how do they know about all that?
It's a good thing you scared them off.
Now we got the place to ourselves.
- So what am I looking at here? - Thermal imager.
- Fifth generation, very high sensitivity. - And I should care about this because?
- Why is he in here? - Take a look.
See how the image is whiter?
The X-series run an average basal body temperature of a 101.8°.
Three degrees higher than a human being.
Scan the crowd with the thermal gating set at 100...
It picks up transgenics.
Otto, my friend, you have earned your pay this week.
Requisition as many of these as you can. Get 'em in the field ASAP.
- White. - He's escaped.
Escaped? When?
Last night. During the ceremony.
- Any leads? - No. But we'll find him.
We'd better. He knows too much.
- Will you quit doing that? - It's hot as hell in here.
These Arctic Division guys, always complaining.
Listen to him, with his little space heater over there.
When we took out Saddam, we did 50 clicks across the desert in one day.
The Siberian campaign, we did 60 clicks through the snow in one night.
- I'm talking 115°. - Wind chill 30 below.
- Baking sun. - Driving snow.
What do I know? They made me to dig trenches.
We got to get this over to Logan right away.
Can't see me near the mutant parade. I'll do it.
- You don't have to. - I don't mind.
I can ask Biggs to bring it when he gets here.
I understand why you won't go, but I can go. The sooner the better.
- Leave it. - What's your problem?
I guess you're gonna find out sooner or later.
- I told Logan you and me were together. - What?
- I'm sorry, I had to. - Are you kidding?
This virus thing isn't going anywhere and I can't afford any more accidents.
- Why do you have to drag me into it? - I had to push him away.
So blame Alec, cos he's just the kind of jerk that'd steal another guy's girl.
Please don't.
Max, whatever's going on with you and Logan has nothing to do with me, OK?
I'm not gonna be the bad guy.
Thought you didn't need that thing to walk any more.
- I don't. - So is it more like an enhancer, then?
Something like that. What are you doing here?
- I got that computer hardware you wanted. - Thanks.
Yeah, no problem.
- Listen. This thing with Max and I... - Yeah, she told me.
If you're here to apologise or explain how it happened, I'm not real interested.
- No, no. You've got it all wrong. - Listen.
We've been through some rough times, me and Max,
but I never gave up on us.
I always figured we'd get through it.
Now I guess... I dunno, I'm thinking maybe...
I've been selfish.
With everything that's going on in the world,
maybe she should be with someone like her.
Someone who understands what she's going through.
But the funny part is it never mattered to me
what she was or where she was from.
- Not to me. - Logan...
Just treat her right.
It had to come out sooner or later.
Yeah, I guess so.
Don't make her feel any worse than she already does.
- So you gonna tell me what happened? - I didn't say anything.
Thanks. Why'd you change your mind?
Cos you were right. You had to say something.
Only you didn't push him away. I'm not sure what could.
He let go.
Because he wanted you to be happy.
Don't start crying on me cos he said I had to take care of you.
What is that? Your bar code's not enough, you're getting tattoos now?
- Oh, my God. - What the hell are they?
I don't know.
Huh.
"Huh" as in "Strange, but I know exactly what it is huh"
- or "Huh, what the hell is going on?" - Closer to the second one.
They just popped up? You didn't do anything?
Come into contact with anyone? Drink anything?
Yeah, I drank from a bottle that said "Tattoos from within".
- Was that wrong? - Hey, take it easy.
Sorry, it's just freakin' me out.
They look a little like the symbol on Joshua's medallion.
Maybe they're like your bar code.
Some sort of genetically encoded imprint
designed to appear on your skin at a given time.
- What for and why now? - I don't know. Maybe it's a message.
From who?
Father.
- It's pretty freaky. - Logan'll figure it out. He always does.
Your donation will help keep this neighbourhood clean!
Thank you, sir.
Hello? Hey, boss.
One of those freaks could be dating your daughter.
All right. You better put me on the clock now. Bye.
- I gotta go for a pick-up in Sector Nine. - All right.
Those trannie freaks. They're all over the place, man.
- How we doing? - Nothing yet.
- Control, this is position 12. - Got something?
Think so.
Never mind. Just an old lady with the flu.
Roger, position 12.
Wait a minute.
Check it out.
- Copy, position 12. We see him. Stay on him. - I'll do that.
Listen up, people, you've been made. All units, converge.
Control, this is position nine. We're in pursuit.
Copy, position nine. Calling in backup now.
Freeze!
Stop right there! Police!
Move! Move! Move!
Control, this is position nine. We lost him.
That should do the trick.
Wish me luck.
All right! You can come.
Logan says it's some branch of ancient Minoan language.
- He figure out what it says? - He's working on it.
The problem is no one's ever deciphered the whole alphabet.
That doesn't make sense. If Sandeman is involved with this cult
and he did encode whatever that is into you,
then why did he do it in a language you can't understand?
Maybe he was gonna teach her before he left.
- Why not just plain English? - So no one else could read it.
Sort of makes sense.
Are we sure he's one of the good guys?
He left Manticore, didn't he?
- Did he ever tell you why he left? - No.
But he just left in a hurry.
Hey, all. Say hello to the newest resident of Terminal City.
CJ, everyone.
- Everyone, this is CJ. - Hey, CJ.
Welcome.
What are you, X3? X4?
I'm X5-411.
X5?
The few. Proud.
You don't believe me? OK!
You want a little? You want a piece?
Did you see that? The way I blurred?
No.
Exactly. That's cos I'm so fast.
Still don't believe me?
- Where'd you get that? - Why?
No reason.
- Is that something you've seen before? - No.
- Guys! Hey, guys! ...identified as a transgenic
- but were unable to apprehend the subject. - It's Biggs.
If you see this individual, alert the authorities immediately.
This alleged transgenic is considered to be dangerous
and should not be approached under any circumstances.
It is unclear if the suspect is armed.
You won't believe what just happened to me.
- Where are you? - Near your place.
The suspected transgenic...
Get back to Terminal City right now, pal.
- Why, what's wrong? - Excuse me!
Hang on a sec, Alec.
Yeah?
- Wanna help keep the area trannie-safe? - Some other time.
Hey! He's one of 'em!
How d'you like that, freak?
Biggs?
- He's in trouble. - Let's go.
Hey, what the hell's going on?
Neighbourhood guys got a hold of that mutant that was on the news.
- What do you mean "got a hold of'? - Gave him hell. What do ya think?
That oughta teach them freaks a lesson.
The suspected transgenic met a violent end
when it was confronted by members of a local neighbourhood watch group.
We take you live to Senator James McKinley,
chairman of the Congressional Task Force on the transgenic threat.
Obviously I don't condone this sort of vigilantism.
Though I understand the fear and anger that drove these people
to take matters into their own hands,
I have to ask you to remember, these transgenics are dangerous.
- Let the authorities do their job. - Leave the trannie-killing to the experts.
Progress is being made.
A technological breakthrough helped us identify and capture
three transgenics in the city of Seattle.
We anticipate many more arrests soon.
Where are the captured transgenics being held?
I'm afraid that information is classified.
They'll be transported to a central and secure facility within the day.
We are winning the war, ladies and gentlemen. You have my word.
- Is the public in danger? - Senator, tell us more about the technology...
Imagine, an old-fashioned lynching.
I hope I didn't sound too disapproving.
So he escaped. During the Katara ceremony, no less.
Could be bad for us. For you.
- I'll take care of it. - See that you do.
We'll have more on Senator McKinley's comments from last night's incident.
Are you still tight with the arms dealer in Koreatown?
Yeah.
Tell him we need the nastiest stuff he's got.
TK67s, grenade launchers, whatever. Money's no object.
- Sorta is when you don't got any. - Then we'll get some.
What's the plan?
Hit his HQ and get the transgenics out before White ships 'em off.
Sounds good to me.
That "X5" you brought here, where's he from?
Met him outside on the street. Why?
I think he's connected to White's breeding cult. I wanna know what he was doing here.
I dunno. But...
he left this behind.
Reagan Ronald.
Special Agent Gottleib. How you doin'? Good to see you.
Wish I could say the same.
- You OK? - That's the guy.
- What guy? - The government guy.
He roughed me up when I was covering the story about the transgenic living in the sewer.
- You recognise this? - That appears to be a Jam Pony ID badge, sir.
- We found it on the body of a transgenic. - How do you suppose it got there?
Look. I had no idea he was one of them. If I had, I never would've hired him.
- How many transgenics are employed here? - None. That I know of.
That you know of?
Yeah. I mean, how can anybody be sure?
Listen, I gotta tell ya... I hate them.
I loathe them. Like any God-fearing American should.
Then you'll let us look at your personnel files.
No. That'd be OK, sir. Go ahead.
Take your time.
What'd you just do? I saw you go into Normal's office.
- There are more transgenics here. - You're trippin'.
- Why'd you take Max and Alec's files? - Why do you think?
Hey, George! You found me.
- So did I. - Why'd you bring her here?
Who are you and what are you doing in Terminal City?
Same as you. Hiding out.
Why? You're not a transgenic.
- Don't make me slap you around! - They're after me.
- Who? - Familiars!
Think I wanna go back to their loony bin?
- Don't look like that. I'm not crazy. - Right.
They locked me up because of my dad. He was part of it all until he got out.
Turned his back on the whole damn thing.
- Why'd he leave the breeding cult? - Because...
He knew I wouldn't survive and he didn't want me to die.
You mean the whole initiation thing with the snake blood?
- How did you know about that? - Never mind.
How did he know you wouldn't survive?
He was a scientist. This place was his.
He tested my DNA.
But that's not allowed, see. Everyone has to be initiated, they said.
Thousands of years of tradition, they said. He said "Screw tradition" and sent me away.
Until they caught you and locked your ass up.
They're everywhere.
You never know who's part of it.
- The initiation thing, what's it for? - I dunno.
They don't tell you unless you take it and survive.
My dad wanted to change things with science and technology
but they said that was heresy.
So your dad got sick of the whole selective-breeding thing
and decided to get into gene splicing?
He only came here when the government took over.
- Took over what? - Hello! Manticore.
- What? - Who do you think made you?
Sandeman.
- Sandeman's your father? - Haven't you heard a word I've said?
- Is he alive? Do you know where he is? - Maybe.
- I gotta find him. - Why?
Got a lot of questions. Like why he made us.
Why he left. And what are these?
Ancient Minoan.
- Do you know what it says? - I don't read Minoan.
Why don't you ask whoever drew them?
That's the thing. Nobody "drew them".
- They just popped up. - That's kinda weird.
I think they're a message from your father.
- What kind of message? - If you help me find him, I can find out.
- Will you set up a meet? - I don't know.
Come on! I mean, we're kind of related.
Well, when you put it that way...
Sorry about Biggs.
Yeah.
- Like to have a talk with whoever did that. - Me too.
There were some guys there, talking crap about transgenics.
Think it was them?
Wanna go find out?
Donations here, please.
Thank you, sir.
Y'all wanna make a donation?
Yeah, but my friend here thinks you're running a scam.
- I guess you haven't seen the news. - What about it?
Who strung the trannie up on that bridge over there?
- I've got a problem with that. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
He was a friend of ours.
You and your friends need to get out of town tonight.
I see you around here again, I'm gonna kill ya.
Let's go, Josh. Come on.
Leave it.
- Where is he? - Dad drives kinda slow.
Always made our poor mother crazy.
Hello, 452.
My brother.
Poor Sandeman. One son's a loon, the other's a psychopath.
- Be nice. We're practically family. - Don't remind me.
I'm not happy about it either.
Did I do the right thing, Ames? Did I do good?
Yeah, you did real good, CJ.
So you're not gonna send me back there? To that place?
No, no worries. Nothin' like that, little brother.
If you're wondering about the name, I changed it.
Sort of a symbolic thing.
White as in unsullied.
Free of my father's betrayal and shame.
What do they say?
Ames, what do they say?
- What do they say, Ames? - Answer him.
What do you think they say? They say the same stuff that he was spouting off for years.
How all life is sacred, blah blah blah. How the meek will inherit the earth...
You know what? The meek will not inherit the earth.
The strong will take what is theirs and crush the meek.
After our long wait, our time has come.
Good. Can I go now?
He wanted to destroy our destiny.
5,000 years of planning.
Destroy? How?
By creating her.
She's the one he used to talk about?
Now...
Before I kill you and end this little story,
I have to ask you about my son.
Oh, boy. This changes everything.
- Is he alive? - No.
Yeah. Well, what was the question?
Made a big mistake.
Is he alive? Answer me.
- But it's not too late. - Will you shut up?
Sorry, brother. But if what you said is true, she's the only chance I've got.
Oh, he's gonna be mad. He's gonna be really mad.
He's got a will to him like you won't believe.
Not that I'm complaining, but why the change of heart?
Don't you ever listen? You're it, man.
Time's running out. It's coming.
What's coming?
Sir?
Yeah.
Prisoners are ready for transport.
- Five minutes. - Very good, sir.
- You ready? - You kidding? I'm sticking with you.
I'll take that as a yes.
CJ, come on!
- Stop! - Hi! Hold on! Hold on!
I was wrong. Mistakes were made here!
- Move. - Come on, bro. It's all good!
I said move!
Go! Go!
- How long have you known? - About a year.
- Why didn't you tell me? - What difference would it make?
How can you say that? She's one of them.
She's been a good friend to you.
You gonna believe what you hear on TV or what's in your heart?
So what if she was made in a lab?
She's the best person you know.
You're right. She is. It's all good.
All right, let's do this.
Let's see what you've got, Igloo.
Salamander Boy trying to be cool? Come on!
So Sandeman is White's father.
And I guess in some twisted kinda way, it means he's my brother.
One thing's for sure. If Sandeman tried to leave the cult, Joshua was right.
- He's one of the good guys. - So's CJ in his own crazy way.
Whatever Sandeman was telling me with these things, it freaked White out.
He made it sound like I was the Second Coming, here to foil his big, evil plan.
Like I even know what it is.
Three, two, one...
Hey, Max. Check it out! We got a little bet going on over here.
- See who can last the longest. You want in? - No.
- I'll let you get back to the party. - Logan.
Take care.
I'm disappointed in you, CJ.
You did a bad thing.
A very bad thing.
You had a chance to redeem yourself, to redeem our family.
And you threw it away, like garbage.
But I'll find her,
now that I know what she is.
I have to.
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