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And on the very next page,

you have Jonathan Doors described
as humanity's lone patriot!

Speculating that the Taelons are
influencing members of the judiciary

through mind-altering viruses.

I know what's in my own web site.

There are 18 quotations from Mr.
Doors in the last 2 weeks alone,

and you say you have absolutely
no connection to him?

I told you I publish an independent
electronic journal of opinion.

What, is that a crime now?

November 12th.

Your anonymous author advocates
the theft of military hardware

for the coming species war.

Now some members of the judiciary
would say that is a crime, Miss Hagar.

As is...

Sandoval!

What's going on here?

I had to question her
quickly and discreetly.

She runs an anti-companion web site
with direct communications with Doors!

Why don't you tell him that I
asked to speak to my lawyer.

I told you!

If you wanna make this an official
investigation, that's fine, Miss Hagar.

Make arrangements to take her to Washington.

How can you be sure?

A double-blind terminal
that can't be traced?

3d, state-of-the-art graphics? Boone!

Doors is funding it.

Now.

If we can locate the web
master or the server,

I'm sure we can trace it
back to Doors himself.

Whoa, whoa... Hold on!
Take it easy! Take it easy!

That's mine! You have no right.

Any bets whether this is
what we're looking for?

A location of the terminal
and a key to Jonathan Doors.

I said I want my lawyer.

I said take it easy.

Your patron hasn't yet been
charged with any crime, Miss Hagar.

I'm sure Jonathan Doors would welcome
the opportunity to clear his good...

Do you realize that?

Sandoval?

Sandoval!

911! Emergency medivac, my office, now!

Three years ago they came

forever altering the future of humanity.

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Give him 50 milligrams of halodroxine!

And I need a complete 3d cranial.

Secure the patient.

The patient is secured.

Halodroxine is ready, Doctor.

What is it?

If it's what I'm afraid of,
his CVI is breaking down.

You said he was complaining of headaches?

Yeah,
and there was bleeding from the ear as well.

Oh, why didn't he come to me sooner?

And lose a moment in
service to the Companions?

A lot of good he's gonna do them dead.

Ready the ACVI injection.

Get me Da'an.

Agent Sandoval's implant
is rapidly degenerating.

Request permission to
administer the anti-cybervirus.

Proceed, Doctor.

The anti-cybervirus?

Well, I'll try to remove his CVI

before it overloads the synapses in
his cerebral cortex and kills him.

How?
You told me that it was impossible to remove.

Yeah, it probably is.

I've been working to develop a
hybrid virus that will attack the CVI

before it can kill its host.

And it works?

In simulation, yes.

In a real, living person, I...

I wouldn't even speculate.

It could take almost 20 hours for
the CVI to be completely eradicated.

Now,
if he survives that without synaptic release,

I can implant him with a new CVI.

And if you don't put in a new CVI?

Well...

Once neurological pathways
have been realigned by a CVI,

they won't go back.

You can't unfry an egg.

So, unless I re-implant him,
the host is most likely going to die.

Excuse me.

How long before this happens to me?

I don't know.

The mind's so unpredictable, William.

We don't even know yet what
causes these breakdowns.

It's working.
It's starting to kill the virus.

If he survives, he'll be ready for
re-implantation by tomorrow morning,

noon at the latest.

20 Earth hours?

The best estimate, yes.

What would be the result

if you attempted to implant a new CVI

prior to the 20-hour period?

Well, that's unclear, but the human
brain's a very fragile instrument.

Is the anti-virus
programmed to attack the CVI

currently implanted in
Agent Sandoval's brain?

Well, yes, but in all my simulations,

the anti-viruses were allowed
to run their full course

before we implanted the new CVI.

The halodroxine should be
wearing off anytime now.

But he could reseize.

Some time alone with him, please.

Boone, remain.

I...

Where am I?

What happened to me?

Your CVI was breaking down.
You had a seizure.

CVI?

You are putting the Companion ahead of me!

Your gift...

We must excise it

in order to replace it.

Your confusion will soon be remedied.

- Boone?
- It's all right.

Don't try to talk.

You had ah...

a virus in your brain.

It was trying to kill you
and now we're killing it.

Captain Boone?

Rest now.

The clarity that you long for
will return when you're awaken.

His memory appears much impaired.

He speaks your name as if
seeing you as you once were.

Probably just an effect of the drug,

but we won't know for
certain until tomorrow.

Don't worry.
I'm sure his memory will return.

I worry at just such a prospect.

Install the new implant at once.

Da'an, this could dramatically
increase the likelihood of his death.

And Boone, tighten your security, please.

Under no circumstances must Agent Sandoval

be allowed to leave this facility.

I thought he was stabilized!

Do you want me to get to a nurse?

What's happened?

Whoa, whoa, Sandoval, easy!

Everybody back!

Do as he says.

You don't wanna do this.

You have no idea what I want.

You must remain calm, Agent Sandoval.

Don't, please, don't.

Make no mistake,

I will kill you.

Don't!

Sandoval,
your skrill may not even be functional.

It's tied into your CVI.

You wanna take a risk on a Companion,
Boone, huh?

Take it easy.

You, move, slowly.

Weapon up!

Take me to the shuttle.

No.

I swear...

I swear, Boone.

I will kill Da'an.

Think... Remember,

it's my duty to protect members
of the Taelon Synod, at all costs.

All I want is my freedom, Boone.

I can't bargain for Da'an.

There's no need to take him.

I'll pilot the shuttle.

If you leave here, you will die.

You know that.

I have died, Boone.

Just like you.

Now, back up.

Back up!

Stay.

I want to work for the Companion!
I'm proud to have been recruited.

Do you realize that?

Even if it costs you your marriage?

No!

Go! Go!

Subdue him!

The antivirus was introduced
to the limbic system,

where the primary emotions are controlled:

love, anger, fear.

And that's where Sandoval's
CVI was first attacked.

The seat of his motivational imperative.

Well, obviously there are
extenuating circumstances, but, yes.

So, what now motivates our errant implant,
Doctor?

Love? Fear?

Or anger?

Does the shuttle have a transponder?

You don't remember?

Turn it off!

And your global, Captain.

I see your memory's returning.

In all its glory.

Do you have other devices that
could betray our position?

A simple radar.

We've already passed through 4
air traffic screens, minimum.

Suggest an evasion.

You bluffed your way out, didn't you?
Your skrill won't fire.

An evasion, Captain.

There is a jamming device.

Use it.

You should be in a hospital bed,
not fleeing across the country.

You need a new CVI in order to live.

Another "gift".

He's shut off the globals and transponder.

And we can no longer locate him on radar.

He could be anywhere on Earth.

But that is not what you believe.

No,
I believe there is a purpose to his flight.

He had a wife...

He has a wife.

He had her committed to an
institution In Reston, Virginia.

I am aware of this.

Perhaps Agent Sandoval is now being
motivated by both love and anger, Doctor.

Thank you.

The Synod has declared Agent
Sandoval a threat to our security.

We cannot risk his capture by our enemies.

He must be terminated.

If we could find him in time,

Dr. Belman may be able to...

Do you not understand your order?

Put your hands behind you.

Your wife is here, isn't she?

I said put your hands behind you!

What are you gonna do?
Just sign her out like you signed her in?

You don't know what you're talking about.

You think you can just go in there
and make everything all right again?

- I said shut up!
- What about the ones you can't bring back?

What about Kate Boone?

It was you, wasn't it?

You had my wife murdered.

Sandoval, you're in pain.

What reason would your Commander have
in telling you about Kate Boone's death?

You're still thinking like an implant.

No.

Take some of Sandoval's men with you.

Even though his implant is deteriorating,
he presents a unique challenge.

Sandoval

came to us an eager supplicant,

while you resisted all of our entreaties.

And yet even without your implant,

I somehow do not believe
that you would flee us.

My wife isn't in an institution.

Agent Sandoval?

Dr. Sharpe, correct?

I'm surprised you remember.

I know what you mean. I've been busy.

How is my wife?

It's very hard to evaluate
patients on chlomexidol.

No highs, no lows, practically catatonic.

But, of course, you know that.

You ordered her medication.

Yes, that's why I'm here, to see her.
Where is she, please?

She probably doesn't even know you now.

She's stable. She's accepted her situation.

If you really want to introduce yourself

- back into her life...
- All right.

Let's make it official, then.

"A" wing.

With your other clients.

Agent Sandoval is armed and desperate.

His best chance is to maneuver any
confrontation into a public environment.

Civilian injuries are to
be avoided at all costs.

Let's alert the sanitarium
that we're on our way.

What are our force parameters
with Sandoval himself?

I know that this is difficult.

You've all worked very closely
with him for a long time.

But if Agent Sandoval refuses to surrender,

you're authorized to shoot to kill.

Dee Dee...

I've come to take you away.

Can you understand that?

Do you know what I'm saying?

It's me. It's Ron.

No, wait, wait. Listen, listen me.

Listen to me, listen to me.

I've come to take you away,
but you have to trust me.

You have to believe me.

No.

Dee Dee...

Dee Dee, we have to go now. There's no time.

Do you understand?

Hey!

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

How'd you know he'd be here?

He imprisoned his wife here.

The second his CVI came out, I knew

he had to come.

Boone,

it's like he's almost human again.

There's actually somebody home up there.

Yeah, and the irony is the Synod
declared him a security threat.

If we could turn him...

How?

He needs a new CVI to live.

Belman could give him a
re-engineered CVI like yours.

No, it doesn't work like...

- Hang on.
- But...

Hang on.

Yeah?

There's a disturbance in the building,
sir, and fire alarm.

Permission to enter to
search for the target.

Permission granted.

If we want him to live,
we have to take him back to Da'an

to be re-implanted.

But you're putting his
life back in their box.

Would you want to live if
that were your only option?

All right now.

All right, don't look.

Keep going. That's it.

Straight over to the grassy area.

In an orderly fashion.
Relax, you have no need to panic.

Excuse me...

We're looking for a federal
Agent named Ronald Sandoval.

He was in "A" wing with his wife.

Is there an exit off that wing?

On the east side.

He's not in there.

Go check again.

Back up, slowly.

Dee Dee, Dee Dee, we have to go now.

No... No!

Hey! I'm not here to kill you!

I can help you both!

Damn you!

Dee Dee!

Let's go.

Sandoval, I'm your only chance to live!

Sandoval, listen to me!

Slow down! Hold your fire!

What happened, sir?

Sir?

The shuddering will stop soon.

Your body's just going through withdrawal.

It just takes a little bit of time.

We need to keep you drinking lots of fluids,
Dee Dee.

It'll help clear the
drugs out of your system.

Why did you do this?

It was the only way I could get you out.

Why did you do this to me?

You were a threat to them. A rival.

The implant in my mind
made me see you that way.

You chose them.

I believed in them.

So did you. We all did.

All I cared about was being
part of the Companions,

even more than I cared about you.

But I...

Dee Dee, I...

I never thought I would do this to you.

Dee Dee...

You were always with me,

in my heart.

In my mind, it was suppressed,
but you were still there.

You never took it off!

No.

I have no words to convey
my dissatisfaction.

To have him in your grasp!

I underestimated him.

He still moves and thinks like an implant.

You should have done as well.

He's dying, Da'an. In a matter of hours,

his cerebral cortex will very likely
collapse from the absence of the CVI.

I don't understand the Synod's fears.

You speak of what you do not know.

Then help me understand.

The earliest generation
of implants were designed

with a supplement of information

about our Taelon race,

about our mission here.

Sandoval has received this knowledge.

And I did not?

We have learned through time

just how thoroughly an implant
directs human motivations.

We no longer felt the need to
bestow the sense of urgency.

I should have this knowledge, too, Da'an.

You greet me with your failure

only to appeal for the
further blessing of the Synod?

I understand.

It's more important than ever that I
return Sandoval to you for re-implantation.

Sandoval's CVI had additional information
about the Taelon race and their mission.

Da'an spoke of an enhanced sense of urgency.

So, the implication is... The implication is

that the Taelon race

faces some sort of time constraint here.

Would this information still be inside
of Sandoval's mind with the CVI gone?

At least partly.

That's why they want him silenced so badly.

I mean, even Da'an.

Agent Sandoval!

I'd like to speak to your Commander.

Hello, Sandoval.

Hello, Boone.

You let me live today.

You didn't even fire.

Da'an must want me back very badly.

You're sorely missed,

especially by the Synod.

I can imagine.

You don't have much time.

- You need a new implant to live.
- No!

No.

I'm just calling to say goodbye, Boone.

I wanted to tell you,

for what it's worth,

how I regret the death of your wife.

But that doesn't matter to you anymore.

An implant's lack of emotional
ties is a gift, isn't it?

I almost envy you.

Goodbye, Boone.

Sandoval!

Great! I've got the position. Let's go.

Come on. He's in a public square.
Let's get out of here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

He was with his wife.

He risked everything for her

and now he allows you to trace him?

He's slipped up.
His mind isn't working right.

No. No. No.

No, he was downloading files
during our whole conversation!

He used his global to access my computer.

I wasn't keeping him talking;
he was keeping me talking.

What files?

The activist's datacom.

He was downloading the information
this morning before his seizure.

He was looking for the web site terminal.
He thought it had ties to Doors.

He's looking for Doors, for Sanctuary.

He's looking for us!

Who are these people?

Agitators.

Anti-companion activists.

Fools.

I'm sure they'll be eager to meet you, too.

They're means to an end.

I can tell them things they'd like to hear,

things which can buy you safety.

There is no safe place, Ron.

We should both have learned that by now.

No!

No, that's where you're wrong.

You'll see.

I'll find you sanctuary.

Sanctuary? From what?

Who do I have to fear now, Ron?

If I went back

I'd be the same as I was before.

I'd see you the same as I did.

A threat to my imperative.

But I'm not going back, Dee Dee.

It's... time I went in.

Ron...

You're bleeding.

That's nothing.

It happens once in a while.

You're looking for sanctuary.

Stay where you are, Boone!

You don't want to kill me.

Try me!

You don't have it in you anymore.

You've got a conscience now.

That's taking a big chance.

Maybe not for you.

Oh, yeah,
dying in the service of the Companion.

That's like going to heaven, isn't it?

No one's gonna die here.

Stop it!

Stop what?

You're patronizing me.

I know what you're doing.

What's that?

What's that?

You're trying to trap me,

appealing to my humanity,

as if you have the slightest
notion of what that means.

You have to understand something about me.

No! No, I don't!

You have to understand something about me:

I am never going back.

That's not why I'm here.

- The hell you're not.
- Listen to me!

Ask yourself why you never trusted me.

Ask yourself...

Ask yourself why you always
thought I was slightly different.

It's because I am different.

It's because I don't work for the Taelons.

I work with Jonathan Doors.

Against the Taelons.

I'm offering you a way out of this.

We have the resources to
hide you and your wife.

Why in god's name would
you do anything for me

after what I did to you?

- Because you didn't do it.
- Yes, I did!

You wanna know something?

Your wife was not the
only one that I killed.

You know things about Da'an,

about the Taelons, their mission here...

It's the reason they want you dead.

Nothing more than you know.

That's not true. Da'an himself told me.

To help ensure loyalty,
your generation of implants was given

enhanced knowledge.

What if I do help you?

I can try and talk to Doors

and get him to trade you

asylum for information.

It's not me I'm worried about.

I'm dying...

It's Dee Dee.

Like I told you before, we can protect her.

We may be able to help you, too.

I'm gonna need some kind of guarantee.

It's not that kind of world anymore.

Oh, I can't believe I'm considering this.

It's the reason that you came here,
isn't it?

No, no...

I mean

considering trusting you.

What is this place?

It's some kind of safe house. Boone!

Talk to me, Boone!

Why did they put those on you?

It's, uh...

It's just a monitor.

You're dying, aren't you?

Without your implant.

Boone!

If you would have stayed with them,
you would have lived!

Can you still? Can you go back?

No, Dee Dee...

Dee Dee, I told you.

I would never do that to you.

Never.

I love you.

Punch in!

His hemorrhaging is acute.

He has less than an hour to live.

That's not enough time to
get detailed information.

What a waste!

Only if he dies.

Can you save him?

Maybe. But only if I implant
a fully functioning CVI.

Then that's what we have to do.

What are you, a boy scout?

He's killed our people.

He's an asset to the Taelons,
our enemies, remember?

I'm not gonna stand here while a man dies

in front of our eyes and do nothing.

But he didn't want to live as an implant.
He made that clear.

No, he was worried about his wife.
We can deal with that.

I don't care about Sandoval or his wife.

All I care about is our movement.

"Our movement"?

Our movement is about human beings.

It isn't worth a damn If we
don't respect every human's life.

Even a man with an implant.

But if we don't do something right now,
he's gone.

Then let's do something.

I'm sorry, Jonathan.

I have no choice. I have to go.

Help him, please, help him.

Dee Dee, he's dying.

I know.

There's only one way to save him.

There's no guarantee this'll work.

It'll work.

Am I? What's happening?

We're re-implanting you with a new CVI.

No!

- No, I can't go back, Boone.
- Yes, you can.

I caught you before you revealed
any of the Companions' secrets.

You're getting a second chance.
You're a lucky man, Agent Sandoval.

No, no, I promised Dee Dee.

I can't put her in danger again, Boone.

I took care of that problem for you.

I assure you, she felt no pain.

Damn you, Boone!

Damn you!

I am most pleased with your
return to the Companions.

Thank you, Boone.

For doing for me what I once did for you.

As you told me,

we're not cut out for love.

Not anymore.

Plane tickets.

3 destinations.
I want you to take all of them.

That way, even we don't know where you are.

Thank you.

Complete identification.

And this is

the details of your new identity.

I want you to memorize
this and then destroy it.

I know you don't understand.

To you he's just the enemy.

But he needed me.

And I loved him.

I have a few things I need to say to you.

I always mistrusted you,

from the day we've recruited you.

But the way you handled my situation
was nothing short of exceptional.

It's easy when you're doing
something you believe in.

I've been trying to think of
a way to show my gratitude.

I could see in your eyes
how desperately you wanted

to know what I know about the Companions.

Only to serve them better.

You've proven your value beyond all doubt,
Boone,

and I don't want you to feel in any way

inferior to me.

I know that we think of
them as all-powerful,

omnipotent.

And compared to us, yes, they are.

But in the broader sense, they're not.

They need us as desperately as we need them,
Boone.

Why?

It wasn't revealed to me.

Are they at risk somehow? Are they dying?

I don't know.

At least, not anymore.

What I do know

is that the fates of our
two races are intertwined.

Without them, we're doomed; without us,
they're doomed.

This I know in all certainty.

Why the need for secrecy?

The Synod has its reasons.

I wish I could tell Doors
and his people the truth.

To destroy the Companions is to destroy us,
Boone.

Again.

Thank you.

No...

Thank you.

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