ALISON: What is that godforsaken thing?
Is it harming Sarah?
Apparently, Neolutionists get them like voluntarily.
If you had one to study, would that be helpful?
DONNIE: Oh, Jesus, what is that?
ALISON: I think that's what we need.
SUSAN: I'm glad you're forming a bond with the child.
Charlotte was cloned from you, you know?
SARAH: How do you even know she's your sister?
She's probably a Neolutionist plant.
This means a lot to me.
I'm not just gonna drop all my shit
'cause you're short a sidekick.
Then you can piss off.
Why place it in the jaw?
I don't know, you tell me.
-Proximity to the brain? -Jesus.
I need to get in touch with MK.
-What did she find out? -She wouldn't tell me.
Was it something to do with those implant things?
-Beth said to hide. -SARAH: Wait!
-(TYRES SCREECH) -Mika!
-(GASPS) -(GROANS)
Sarah.
(WATCH BEEPS)
MK: New software.
Crafty, but anonymous.
Look, Niki, another puzzle piece.
See, Niki? We're getting closer.
Never forget.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
FERDINAND: This is how you treat someone who saved your skin?
MRS S: We have no intention of trusting you
with the location of our safe house.
FERDINAND: (SIGHS) Is all this really necessary?
Hmm.
Chef's kitchen.
(LAUGHS)
Is anyone hungry?
Kendall not joining us, no?
Kira?
As long as you're here,
they will be safely somewhere else.
SARAH: We've got one bit of business only.
You said you could help me get this bot out of my face.
Well, not me personally.
But chin up. Susan Duncan's alive.
If we find her,
surely she'll have the answer to your situation.
And what is it you want?
What he wants is to rescue Rachel.
What can I say?
She pierced this armoured heart.
Shall we breakfast?
The message you got from Rachel,
I assume you can't trace it.
No, but you have a source who could.
SARAH: Do we?
Someone tipped you the Neos were in Iceland.
Someone deep, or able to get deep. Am I right?
Share your source
and we'll both have what we need.
-Insulated and fashionable. -Yeah, that's Alison for ya.
-Ready? -Mmm-hmm.
Oh, God.
-Ooh, that's the head of Dyad. -He never gave me a raise.
Not once.
Who's the science now, bitch?
SCOTT: Oh, boy, look at that. COSIMA: Yeah.
So, the tumour is living,
but the surrounding tissue's necrotic.
SCOTT: It was feeding off him.
Buried down there in the cold dirt
under the Hendrix garage.
COSIMA: Oh, God.
Alison and Donnie are total psychos,
but this is a goldmine.
Look, you can see the bot, it's right there.
SCOTT: I'll biopsy the tumour, run a cell assay.
-COSIMA: Okay. -Then we open it up.
(SIZZLING)
Ah, la frittata.
Go-to brunch for lazy lovers.
Rachel's a foodie, too.
And only a fluffy frittata will she abide.
And here was I thinking psychopaths incapable
of genuine human connection.
Nonsense. She seduced me, you know?
Yeah, that figures.
(SIGHS)
Rachel's message,
its origins masked by redirection
through a series of proxy servers.
And why do you think my contact can help with that?
Let me convince them.
Felix is here.
Fee? Why?
Family meeting, love.
I'll reach out to my source, but you don't get access.
MRS S: Benjamin, will you take Ferdinand
and his frittata into the back room?
He can eat alone.
No need for that. Two plates, Benjamin?
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
SARAH STUBBS: You know, I don't think it's as bad as you think.
ALISON: It is. It's terrible.
My name is mud at Glendale Community.
No, no, not true.
You don't need them.
We've always talked about doing our own musical revue.
Oh, Alison, I would love to.
BOTH: * Jesus Christ
* Superstar
* Do you think you're what they say you are...
Shh!
* Don't you get me wrong * Don't get me wrong
-(MOBILE CHIMES) -(LAUGHING)
* Don't you get me wrong now
Oh, I have to go.
-Hot yoga, ten minutes. -No.
-(GIGGLES) -Bye.
* Don't you get me wrong
STUBBS: Okay, see you soon.
-Bye. -Bye.
* Don't you get me wrong
WOMAN: What the hell is wrong with you?
You don't recognise me?
It's Trina, Beth.
I specifically told you to drop it.
And you went back to Club Neolution.
You went to Lifespring Fertility.
(STUTTERING) I didn't... I didn't know.
I told you I was a carrier in confidence.
Why couldn't you just let it go?
Wait!
Um, do you... Do you wanna grab a coffee?
Cops.
You think you can just fix everything with a cup of coffee?
-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS) -Stay away from me!
FELIX: I don't know why you didn't tell me.
Well, you were very busy with your bio-sister.
If you had told me
that you had some kind of a Neolutionist implant in your face
Okay, now the air has been cleared.
Sarah needs us right now.
Felix, it's absolutely fine for you to get to know Adele,
but slowly,
and you have to keep her clear of all of this.
Yeah, fine, of course.
Fine.
I hope you find what you're looking for.
MRS S: Now, Cosima is analysing the other bot,
-and when she... -(MOBILE RINGING)
Hey, Alison, you're on speaker with S and Felix.
I don't want to talk about Dr Leekie.
I bet you don't.
Right now, I have something else.
(MOBILE CHIMES)
Who's that?
She just accosted me at Aroma Cafe.
She thought I was Beth.
Isn't that the same girl that we were looking for at Club Neo?
She was upset.
She said that Beth apparently investigated
some IVF clinic she went to.
Lifespring Fertility?
Right, and what's that got to do with the bot implants?
She said she was a carrier,
so maybe she has one of those things in her.
Well, could you find out some more?
Maybe start with the clinic?
Sarah, I have budgets to review.
I'm really more of an idea person.
Jesus Christ, Alison!
Just pull your weight for once, please!
Go to the clinic.
Hey, it's fine.
Alison, I'll help. I'll help you.
I'll... I'll go with you.
(SOFTLY) Thank you.
Well, I guess I have my orders.
Call you in a bit, Felix.
Hey.
(CLEARS THROAT)
DONNIE: Well, would you look at that.
It's a collage of babies.
Yes, very cuddling.
-Mmm. -Yes, see?
Do you think we could maybe, um...
Oh, I am making mess again.
No, it's not that.
It's Alison.
I'm not in the crafts room.
No, no, I know. I know.
Um...
Listen, you probably didn't know this,
but before we adopted Oscar and Gemma,
Alison and I tried to have our own kids.
(SIGHS)
This was difficult for you.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Yeah, very.
It was the most difficult time of my life. (SNIFFLES)
But it was harder for Alison.
She is jealous and angry
because me having babies, and bringing the police?
No, no. Well, the police, yeah, maybe a little bit.
We just need to tiptoe. Try not to set her off.
You'll get used to it.
-(MOBILE VIBRATES) -Sorry.
(WHISPERS) Good talk.
Hey, honey. Uh, yeah, sorry.
You want me to meet you where?
(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)
-Hey. -Hey.
Did MK get back to you?
After I told her about that implant in your jaw? Yeah.
That's what this is about, isn't it?
Unless it's a booty call.
She's inside.
-She's here? -She said just you.
Don't steal anything.
Hello?
MK?
-Hello? -MK: (ON SPEAKER) Here, Sarah.
You have three minutes.
(WATCH BEEPS)
I need to know what these implants do.
You knew Beth was investigating them.
Yes, if she knew, she didn't tell me.
Well, I need help to get them out.
You know Susan Duncan, yeah?
Yes, of course. She was one of our creators.
Died September 1st, 1991. Lab fire.
Except she's still alive.
She'll know how to get this implant out.
(SIGHS) This is a message from Rachel.
Apparently, Susan's got her captive.
Rachel?
I need you to trace it, find out where they are.
Rachel contacted you?
No. Someone we trust.
-Who? -That's my business, all right?
(SCOFFS)
I'm so sick of pissing around.
I need this thing out of my face.
I'm going straight to the top.
Show me the specifics. Put it in the USB port.
If I show you this, I want to meet in person.
I'll put you in danger.
We're all in danger, MK.
(SIGHS)
I'll trace it, and meet you in an hour
at Beth's.
Fitting.
Okay.
That is Lifespring Fertility,
and this is everything I've learned about the place.
Personnel profiles, services, floor plans.
Great job, hon.
Clear, concise, colour-coordinated.
-Thank you. -FELIX: So, let me sort this.
We're going to pose as prospective parents
to determine if this is a Neolutionist front?
I've already booked your appointment
and these are your IDs.
-Julian Gray? -Yeah. Yeah.
And Douglas Andrews. Okay?
Oh, this is good. Did you use the new laminator?
Mmm-hmm.
And these are real people with real medical records
in case of a background check, okay?
Any sign of trouble, you get out.
Wait, where's yours?
Beth's already been in there. I can't go in.
Okay, then, who's the couple?
Oh, God, Donnie.
Oh.
(DONNIE CLEARS THROAT)
FELIX: (WHISPERS) Stop it, I said.
-Hi, Douglas and Julian for Dr Laing. -Hi.
-Great. IDs, please. -Yes, of course.
-Right here. -Thank you.
It's a terrible picture.
-JILL: Just a moment. -Thank you.
Oh, Lord and butter, Donnie.
Stop chewing the scenery.
What the bloody hell are you doing?
I'm playing the part, darling.
No, darling, you're mincing.
I don't know what that means.
Donnie, do you have any gay friends?
-No. -Yes, you do.
Science commonly holds the belief that 5% to 10%
of your male friends are gay.
(SCOFFS) Not in Bailey Downs.
Especially in Bailey Downs.
The point is, you can't tell, so don't act gay.
Okay.
Okay, so while you're waiting for the doctor,
I'm just gonna get you started on some paperwork
and a sperm sample.
So, who's going to be the father?
BOTH: I am.
(ALL LAUGH)
I guess we'll just test you both.
-Okay. Great. -Sure.
-That's a lot of sperm. -(JILL LAUGHS)
Okay.
Oh.
Ah. Thank you.
Bad Puppy. My favourite.
-Here is your sample cup. -Right.
For the, um, sperm.
Thanks, Jill.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
DR BOSCH: You're coming along fine, Portia.
Make sure you take your vitamins.
ALISON: Portia Grossman's pregnant?
No way. No. No, no, no.
The Grossmans gave up on IVF years ago.
We discussed adoption with them.
I know, honey, but she's five or six months along, easy.
You let me deal with Portia.
Is there anything else you need?
I'm in this little room all by myself, and I need to,
you know?
Masturbate?
Well, I think I could use a little...
(WHISPERS) Air Italia to help me along.
Donnie, I'm in a public place.
I know, but you asked me what I need, and, um,
-that's what I need, Mrs Hendrix. -(SIGHS)
(IN ITALIAN ACCENT) Sir, you have to put on your seat belt.
(GASPS)
-Hold on, hold on. Uh... -(MOBILE BEEPS)
Si, I know, ma'am, but, um...
Well, I'm having trouble doing up the buckle. Take a look?
Si, ooh, it's a grande, molto duro.
DONNIE: Very duro.
ALISON: You best, uh, come with me to the lavatory.
Please take me to the lavatory.
Is that your leaning tower?
It's not leaning any more.
I got two spicy meatballs for you, baby.
-So spicy! Ooh! -(HONKS)
Oh, it is so tight in this aeroplane lavatory.
-I'm arriving! -Si!
I'm landing!
Oh! Oh, no, no.
(EXCLAIMING)
Unreal.
COSIMA: Okay...
(MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY)
No scolex.
No cerebral ganglion.
SCOTT: It's got a synthetic core.
I'm not even sure we could say it's alive.
God. The question is what does it do?
And why did Leekie have one?
IRA: She started showing symptoms three weeks ago.
(SIGHS) I can read, thank you.
And is she the youngest subject to develop symptoms?
She is.
-She doesn't know, does she? -No.
And has Susan considered
immunosuppressive therapy for her?
That treatment induced rapid onset in Jennifer Fitzsimmons.
It was torture.
Yes, but Charlotte is prepubescent.
Her hormone levels are lower,
and her autoimmune response might be easier to...
To control.
I'll bring it up with Susan.
Look, Niki, Susan Duncan.
Guardian of Rachel.
A ghost all these years, like me.
Where are you hiding?
Ping, ping, ping.
Rachel's hidden deep.
Who is she reaching out to?
You?
So you are Ferdinand.
FERDINAND: Who is this mysterious source of Sarah's?
Insider? Outsider?
I've been racking my brains.
-MRS S: Biscuit? -(SCOFFS)
I admire you, Siobhan.
I'd like a family of my own someday.
I've squirreled a little away.
Enough to recover by the seaside in style.
Just Rachel and I.
Bide our time,
before a slow, steady climb back to power.
Interesting definition of family.
All our dreams rest with Sarah now, don't they?
MK?
I'm here.
MK?
(MOBILE RINGING)
You said you'd meet me in person.
-He's Topside. -What?
Rachel's contact, he did their wet work, their cleaning.
-Is he your source? -Yeah, I made a decision.
Sometimes you have to work with people you don't like.
No, we don't. No, we don't.
Look, Mika, I will do anything.
I'll deal with anyone to get this implant out of my face.
-Did you find Susan Duncan? -We're finished.
-I can't trust you now. -(MOBILE BEEPS)
-(EXCLAIMING) -Oh, sorry.
(STAMMERS) Alison?
Portia!
-(SNIFFLING) -Oh, no, what's wrong?
PORTIA: Oh.
-Oh, sweetie. -Can we talk?
ALISON: So we wanted to try one more time
but the doctor just told me, "No go."
Oh, Ali, I'm so sorry.
Did you and Jacob, forgive me,
but did you try something special?
Did you do some, I don't know, new technology or...
No?
I mean, I'd do anything. I would...
-I'd pay anything. -Ali...
Oscar and Gemma are such amazing kids.
Oh, yes, and I love them so much, I really do. I just...
You know, I'm getting older
and everybody's pregnant,
and I just want to have my own baby.
Ali...
You know what?
Maybe you should go back in there.
See Dr Bosch.
Ask for the Brightborn treatments.
-Okay? -Okay.
Thank you.
And are you married?
Yes, though some of us don't always wear our wedding rings. (CHUCKLES)
It's because some of us don't need our rings
to feel secure in our relationship.
Well, we should have the test results in a few days.
Um, do you have an egg donor in mind?
-Not yet. -Yes.
-We are still narrowing it down. -Yeah.
You know, we should tell you, too,
that we are thrilled to be working with you.
And we're both very open to any kind of emerging technologies.
Well, you two are healthy young men.
I doubt you'll have any problems conceiving.
Dr Bosch, we were told to ask for you specifically.
Oh?
And to ask about the Brightborn treatments.
How'd you hear about Brightborn?
-From a very satisfied customer. -Mmm-hmm.
(CHUCKLES)
Jill, could you bring in some Brightborn packages?
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
-Hey. -Hey.
MK didn't show.
If MK shut you down, I'm sure she had good cause.
I'm out of options, Dizzy.
I need you to help me find her.
You keep banging on my door asking for favours.
You ever think about what I might want?
All right, what?
I need to know exactly what's going on
between you and this twin of yours.
-No, you don't. -Yes, I do.
-Why? -I have my reasons.
I've got people wrapped up in this, too.
Okay, fine.
(SARAH SIGHS)
Clones.
We're clones.
Jesus.
DIZZY: Genetic identicals.
How many others are there out there in this little experiment?
Twenty-two that we know of
-including MK. -(DIZZY EXHALES)
Nine of us still living.
-Do you believe me? -I don't know.
Well, true or not, it makes for a great story.
Now, listen, I've met with MK three times in person...
(TYPING)
...and each time she had different plates on her car.
-What's that about? -DIZZY: Exactly.
I cracked the DMV, ran those plates,
and wouldn't you know it, but they're all defunct.
What's that tell you?
She's got access to scrapped cars?
She once told me she worked as a night watchman.
Three scrap yards in the city.
SARAH: That one's closest to Beth's.
Who's Beth?
Save that for later.
Listen, you're gonna want me to come with ya.
SARAH: Why would I want that?
Given the right circumstances,
I think she could be dangerous.
Little science babies, forgive me.
I did not know to feed you liquid nitrogens.
(SIGHS) But your twins are in my belly.
And when they are old,
I will tell them all about you and our adventures.
Goodbye, family Hendrick.
SARAH: There. That's gotta be it.
DIZZY: What, this thing?
If she's here,
I'm sure she already knows we're here.
Mika?
(KNOCKS)
Mika!
Ugh, screw this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What...
A little messier than my usual approach.
(DOOR CREAKS)
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait.
What? What?
Look at this. See the mat?
It's a pressure plate bomb.
You step on that, the whole place goes up.
Jesus.
Kinda makes you wonder what she's hiding.
Herself.
Be careful!
SARAH: We need to find whatever she knows about
a doctor called Susan Duncan.
She can remove the bot.
Password.
Yeah. I'll need a few minutes.
SARAH: MK.
SUSAN: The pigment is coming along.
A few weeks, the tech will be invisible.
How are you feeling, Charlotte?
Why do you keep asking that?
(SOFTLY) Another message.
Will you please go play in your room, Charlotte?
Maybe someday I'll be allowed to visit you there.
Yours is nicer.
I am willing to consider
immunosuppressive therapy for her.
You're no closer to finding the original then, are you?
There is one other option for Charlotte.
Do you know what it is?
She's the youngest subject to fall ill.
Untreated, her dataset could be of value to the rest of us.
Including Ira.
And what would you do?
Let the disease advance, or intervene?
Is this a test?
It's a decision.
One of many we'd have to make every day.
(DOOR CLOSES)
MK.
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
I'm in.
You said she was tracking someone named Susan Duncan?
-SARAH: Yeah. -Looks like, most recently,
MK was tracking you.
What?
Phreaking your phone. Texts, calls, locations.
What are you doing, MK?
(SIGHS) I know you want to protect Sarah's source,
but motivating people to share information quickly
is my speciality.
We have our own tactics, thank you.
If she'd have brought me with her
-I'd be out of your hair by now. -(MOBILE CHIMES)
Sarah.
She wants you to meet her at Beth's, she's found something.
Kind of annoying, Scottie.
SCOTT: Uh, I think you're gonna want to see this.
(SIGHS)
(COUGHS) Dude, are you, like, hella baked or what?
Just check this out.
-(LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS) -COSIMA: Oh, shit.
Bioluminescence?
Green fluorescent proteins.
They must be using them as markers
to track gene expression.
So the bot's introducing foreign DNA?
And it seems like, because the host died,
it's all congregating in the tumour.
I bet that's why Leekie had one.
It's some kind of gene therapy delivery system.
It could be changing Sarah's DNA.
FERDINAND: Sarah?
Sarah?
MK: (ON SPEAKER) Over here.
Behind you.
(CHUCKLES) Well, hello there.
-And you are... -A friend of Sarah's.
How apropos. Sarah's Deep Throat is a sheep.
I have information about Susan Duncan and Rachel.
That is excellent news.
Now, let's take off the mask, shall we?
I would not stand up if I were you.
Whatever this is, it's not necessary.
Oh, yes, it is.
Hello, Ferdinand.
FERDINAND: What's your name? Hmm?
I should know you, but I don't.
I know you.
-Is that right? -Yes.
Ferdinand Chevalier.
Bastard son of the 10th Earl of Sussex.
A stigma you still can't get over.
Well, I wouldn't go that far,
but top marks for presentation.
MK: You discovered your bloodlust in the British SAS.
Learned to kill quickly and quietly.
Perfect recruit for a Topside cleaner.
(SIGHS)
If she found anything on Susan Duncan,
she scrubbed it already.
We should really get out of here, Sarah.
Try, uh, Neolution.
Or Rachel Duncan.
Yes, ma'am.
Helsinki.
Is that where MK's from?
Does this ring a bell?
FERDINAND: That's a Scandinavian accent, isn't it?
Finland, maybe?
I always suspected one clone escaped the purge.
Hello, Veera Suominen.
SARAH: Veera Suominen.
Let me guess. Her name isn't MK.
And neither one of those girls is you.
They must've found each other,
or were put together on purpose.
Niki.
MK: Niki.
She was my only friend.
This was a week before she was killed.
Just met her boyfriend Alecks.
Just began her life.
You gassed her family.
(SEETHING) You burned her alive.
Jesus, I know what she's doing.
S, I need to talk to Ferdinand.
He's with you, isn't he? At Beth's.
What?
Oh, God. That text wasn't from you.
-(MOBILE BEEPS) -I need your car.
-I'll come with. -No, no, no.
-I need to go alone, please. -You're serious?
I must be out of my mind.
(MOBILE RINGING)
COSIMA: Hey, Sarah?
Not a great time, Cosima.
Okay, but I think we figured out what the bots do.
Let me guess. It's bad news.
I understand.
This is your revenge fantasy.
You've been playing it in your head for years.
You killed six of my sisters.
(VOICE BREAKING) Murdered 32 of our friends and loved ones.
What's stopping me from standing up
and killing one more?
(ANGRILY) You tell me.
Cowardice?
Narcissism?
(SCREEN CHIMES)
Rachel?
-(SCREEN CHIMES) -MK: Rachel?
She was hidden deep.
You found her?
MK: I found you first.
Sarah handed you to me.
I always dreamed of putting a name to your face.
Hurting you like you hurt me.
What are you doing, Veera? Veera!
-That's not my name any more. -(GASPS) Stop it!
FERDINAND: (GASPING) Stop!
-SARAH: Shit. -Sarah!
Talk some sense into her, please.
What are you doing, Mika?
I think you know.
There's a bomb under my chair.
You can't do this. I need him.
He needs to pay for what he did to Niki.
I know, all right? I know about Helsinki.
Did Beth? Did you tell her what happened to you?
No, she was too fragile.
I'm not all right?
I'm not gonna back down.
I want revenge, too, but we're not gonna do it like this.
For me, it is this.
SARAH: Mika... Hey, look.
-(LIGHTER FLICKING) -Look, look, look.
The guy is garbage. I know. I know.
But he saved my life.
Oh, it's true. That's a good point.
SARAH: Uh, the bots, Mika...
Mika, the bots, we know what they do.
It's some kind of gene editing.
It could be changing my DNA.
I need all the help I can get, all right?
And Ferdinand is an asset.
-Do you understand that? -FERDINAND: Listen to her.
It's true, it's true. I can help you. I've got money.
Yes.
-3.7 million. -What?
I sifted through your shell companies.
Traced your wire transfers.
Password.
Corn cob. Two words.
Enter it.
(TYPING)
FERDINAND: I will find you.
I will finish Helsinki.
What, you're just gonna leave now?
Yes. If you were smart, you would leave, too.
You used me.
You pulled me out of Iceland,
you threw me in the middle of this shit,
and now you're just gonna blow it all up?
(SOFTLY) Get out of here, Sarah.
No. Your friend Niki died.
Beth died.
What about our sisters that are still alive?
No, I'm sorry.
Two wires, battery, plastic explosives.
Taped together pretty well.
And you're absolutely certain there is only one circuit?
Far as I can see.
You and me, we're even now. You understand?
You saved me, and I saved you.
I'm gonna cut this wire and leave the building.
Then, and only then, are you gonna stand up.
Am I clear?
Just give me a moment.
Because if there's more than one circuit,
the whole thing could just...
Damn it, Siobhan, let me prepare myself!
All right, all right.
I'm sure this whole thing is gonna be fine.
It's... When I get out of here,
I'm going to be a little short of funds.
You're a clever chap.
I'm sure you'll find some way to make yourself useful.
(SIGHS)
(YELPS)
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Come in.
No one's ever knocked before.
My opinion on Charlotte's treatment
couldn't wait till morning?
Well?
(SIGHS)
Immunosuppressive therapy likely won't save her.
Untreated, her data has value. More value than her life.
We shouldn't intervene.
That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it?
I need to go away again.
Why?
Have you found Sarah? Kendall?
We know you contacted Ferdinand.
As you wish, we won't treat Charlotte.
You're right to think of the future.
FELIX: This stuff from Dr Bosch better be worth it.
COSIMA: Let's see what creepy Brightborn is all about.
EVIE: (ON MONITOR) Are you having difficulty conceiving?
Are you in a non-traditional relationship,
seeking to have a child on your terms?
Perhaps you have genetic risk factors.
Totally seen that woman before.
Whatever the reason...
I think she was on Oprah.
...here at Brightborn Technologies, we can help.
I'm Evie Cho, CEO and founder of the Brightborn Group.
We can help provide you and your family
with the best chance at a fast conception,
a smooth pregnancy
and a healthy and thriving newborn.
But why stop there?
(EVIE CONTINUES INDISTINCT)
Mainstream reproductive technology.
It's like a whole new side to Neolution.
...all of our children are born stronger and healthier.
At Brightborn Technologies,
we're making the world a better place,
one baby at a time.
Douglas Andrews, Venture Capitalist,
ready for Brightborn Orientation.
ALISON: The plans have changed.
Cosima is now carrying your child, Donnie.
(SCREAMING) No. Let me go!
You know who that is?
They sold the drugs through a soap store.
SARAH: This GeneConnexion thing.
The way you found Adele.
It's connected to Neolution.
Oh, my God.
(GRUNTS AND SCREAMS)
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