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- 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.

- You lost, to him.

- 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?

- 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...

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?

- Get away from my daughter.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

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.

- 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.

- 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.

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.

- 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.

Roger,

nothing would
make me happier.

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

- 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.

- 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.

Not so fast.

- I said step back!

- You!

- 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?

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?

You want your purse
or not?

- 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.

- 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?

- 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...

- To term.

- I'm surprised.

You two don't seem
the bohemian types.

Are you onboard
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.

Now your turn, Mr. Larson.

- 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.

- 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?

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

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.

- Lead poisoning, malaria.

I--I don't understand.

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

- 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.

- 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?

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.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

- Mitchell?.

It's Roger.

- 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.

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?

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.

- 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.

- 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.

- All right.

Now you know how I felt

after that right cross
from Sayeed.

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.

- 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.

- 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?

- 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.

- 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.

- Then how about we make
a baby right now?

Whoo!

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.

So do it.

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!

- Open Design-Gro.

- 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.

The cars drive themselves.

Aaron!

We have to go.

- Well, the clarity
hasn't budged much.

You have any solves
for the programming exploit?

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.

- Step aside.