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Previously on The Institute...

What was that?

We feel it sometimes.

It's definitely something coming from Back Half.

Can't really tell you what's going on in there. No contact.

But I thought Back Half was a good thing.

You know, one step closer to home?

It is. Supposedly.

The Ellis boy's superior IQ

might make him uniquely valuable.

Uh...

Don't worry. The microphones on this corridor

are experiencing a temporary malfunction.

Asshole.

I have a possible security risk. If you'll just--

I don't credit

Mr. Stackhouse's gossip about you.

Hard to expect me to credit yours about him.

They made the pilot read the numbers wrong.

{an8} North Dakota Senator Gavin Ramsey feared dead

{an8}after a small plane crashed.

What can you tell me about that big disease-research place

up on Route 10?

- The Institute? - What is that place?

You know, what are they actually doing there?

Far as I can tell, they don't do shit.

What we really need would be to recruit an inside man.

Boy, is she sad. And I know her big secret.

It's not too late, Maureen.

I connected to The Hum.

"You will see me no more."

I lost her.

It's okay. We'll find her.

♪ Shout, shout ♪

♪ Let it all out ♪

♪ These are the things I can do without ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ I'm talking to you ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ In violent times ♪

♪ You shouldn't have to sell your soul ♪

♪ In black and white ♪

{an8}♪ They really, really ought to know ♪

♪ Shout, shout ♪

♪ Let it all out ♪

♪ These are the things I can do without ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ I'm talking to you ♪

♪ Come on ♪

I don't like when you think things like that.

Things like what?

You know.

Easy fix then, Avery.

Just stay the fuck out of my head.

I hate it here so much.

Okay, I'm sorry. I thought

we would've heard from her by now.

Okay, just promise me you won't think that she might be dead.

Believe me, I'm trying to.

It's probably just the distance, though, right?

I mean, she's far away.

They probably designed it like that.

- You don't believe that. - Well, I'm trying to.

'Kay, I--I... I won't think she could be dead.

Okay? You have my word.

Oh, God. Your fingers are sticky.

I don't like spoons.

Uh, hi.

My name is, uh, Luke, and this is Avery,

George, and Nicky, and, believe me...

Who was our last set of twins?

Three years ago?

Uh, the Davidsons.

Davidsons. Good memory.

Dr. Hendricks, didn't you have a theory

that twins might be able to amp each other's abilities?

I believe I said it was worth further study.

Particularly in the area of PC.

I believe you said

that it allowed for the development of a PC

of less-than-exceptional intelligence.

The Davidsons were certainly that.

At any rate,

we agreed research of that kind would be impractical.

Yes, we did.

I know how weird you guys must be feeling, because, you know,

we've been through that.

I peed.

Uh, it passes...

mostly.

- I'm Gerda. - I'm Greta.

Are we dead?

What the fuck?

Where the hell am I? Where the fuck am I?

The Institute. My name's Avery.

- Outta my face! - Leave him alone!

Easy, big fella. All right, I know you're confused,

but let's just keep our hands to ourselves

and we'll explain...

No, let's see what they do.

What if they get damaged?

We're seizing the opportunity

to observe their response to stress.

Call it a calculated risk.

- Who the fuck are you? - I'm Nick Wilholm.

This is Luke Ellis, George Iles,

and this is Avery.

You should apologize to him.

- What? - I mean, look, we all get it.

We all remember how scary it is waking up the first time.

And that's why you yelled at him, right?

'Cause you're scared, I mean,

even if he weighs less than one of your legs.

I'm not scared. I don't fucking apologize.

You do this time, boss.

I mean, look, you tell him you're sorry,

we fill you in as far as we can.

What if I don't?

Huh?

Look, I know it's your first day.

But my experience with bullies is you gotta cut 'em down early.

I'd like to see you try.

It's okay, guys. I'm fine.

Fuck you! Fuck your apology.

I don't know what this place is, but I'm not staying.

Now get out of my face.

I'm not going anywhere and neither are you.

You're here for the long haul, man, just like us.

Last warning.

Move or I'll lay you the fuck out!

- I'll get all you fuckers! - Listen!

All right. We're not your problem, man. Okay?

Okay.

- Okay. -All right.

Come on.

Off, man!

- Where am I? - The Institute.

Like Avery tried to tell you, actually.

How did I get here?

Look, like I said, we'll answer anything you want,

but you need to cut the shit

because this place is bad enough without it.

I'm gonna puke.

Okay, come here. Luke, help me.

Now you can go.

- I think I'm gonna pass out. - Nope, you're not.

And you still owe Avery an apology.

Whatever. Sorry I yelled at you, kid.

Harry.

Ms. Sigsby and Dr. Hendricks would like to see you now.

Who the fuck are they? Who the fuck are you?

They are in charge.

Yeah, good luck with the Queen Bitch.

Look, she'll answer all your questions,

except for the ones, you know, she won't.

- I'm not fucking going-- - Harry.

Remember what Coach Finley said

before the State semis at Montgomery Catholic?

Keep moving.

How did you know he was thinking about football?

You're TP now!

Shh. Keep your voice down, yeah?

But--But you are. I can see it in your head.

I told you it'd happen. Shots for dots.

Why didn't you tell us?

I was hoping it wasn't real, you know.

But now, I've gotta figure out a way to hide it.

If they send you to Back Half, our plans are fucked.

That's right. So we carry on like nothing's changed, hmm?

Okay, yeah.

- And I'll keep looking for Sha. - Yeah.

Uh, yeah. I just-- I wanna make sure she's--

Of course, dude. Yeah, I get it.

Hey, what did Coach Finley say?

Uh, "Don't lose your temper

until it's time to lose your temper."

I know that you all knew Annie a lot better than I did.

2But an OD? It doesn't fit with what I saw of her.

Obviously, it's no secret she had issues.

I believe the term most people use is "batshit crazy."

You see, Annie didn't think of her "crazy" as crazy.

She thought that it was her superpower.

She wanted to feel everything.

She also said the earth was flat.

She saw the edge when she was a kid

working a mussel-dragger out of Jonesport.

All I'm asking is, does an OD track here?

You all dealt with her lots of times.

Was she ever high?

Did you ever catch her stealing booze or any--

No, no. But I'm no addiction expert. Thank God.

See, she told me that mind-altering substances,

they dulled the sharpness of her purpose.

It's why she wouldn't take anti-psychotics.

- So, why would she-- - Due respect, Tim,

you knew Annie what? A week?

Yeah.

She put up a good front,

but you know what life on the streets means,

even around here.

When do you get the tox screen back?

Tox screen?

Yeah. Toxicology report for the postmortem.

A request like that has got to go to the State's Crime Lab

down in Augusta,

which means that, in addition to the $3,700

this department does not have, we would not see the results

for at least another three weeks.

Now, I--I--I might be able to swing that,

maybe, if I believed for one second

that we would find out anything new about Annie's death.

But I will be good and goddamned

if I spend that kind of time and money on a report

when I already know what it's going to say.

I don't like it, Chief.

Well, lucky for me, I don't give a Frenchman's fuck

what you do and do not like.

I know that you feel some sort of personal connection to this,

given your family history...

...but what I'm trying to say is

there's no--

there's no "there" there.

I know what the night shift can do to a fella's mind.

Ed Whitlock used to say all the time

that he thought he saw all kinds of shit walking your beat.

And I also know that you're upset.

So take the night off, catch up on your sleep.

I'm fine, thank you.

Son, you do not look fine, and that was not a request.

I appreciate your concern, Chief.

My concern is that you're running around playing cop.

Your job is to knock on doors to make sure that they're locked,

everyone inside is tucked in safe and sound.

That's it. Nothing else.

We clear on that?

Yes, sir.

Sorry for wasting your time.

Hey!

What?

Look, I'm sorry.

Chief was hot when he heard you were questioning cause of death.

Thought you were trying to show the hicks

what a big-city cop can do.

I figured he'd calm down if he knew about your...

emotional connection to the case.

Uh-huh.

It's your story to tell, and I'm sorry.

She didn't OD, okay? She didn't.

I never saw her drink.

Her tent's still up, you know.

Crew from the dump's coming to haul it away,

but they can't get here till tomorrow.

Thank you.

For what?

Have a good night, Ms. Sigsby.

We're on.

Fetch the Ellis boy. I'll meet you on B-Level.

Copy that.

Welcome, Luke.

This is the essential heart of what we do here.

This goes to why you're here.

You should be excited.

Yeah, I am.

I thought Dream Box was supposed to be the last.

Oh, is that what you thought, smart boy?

But that would mean that you don't know everything.

Sometimes, in special cases, we switch things up,

Keeps everyone on their toes.

Right. So, am I a special case?

No, not to me.

Think of it as garbage day.

We're gonna show you some images

that will help you to...

...clean house.

You may have noticed psychic power is activated

and enhanced by physical pain.

Our conundrum is that joining The Hum

requires divorcing yourself from your body,

which makes physical pain counterproductive.

The solution: psychic pain.

Keep in mind, Luke.

As soon as you connect to The Hum,

all the pain stops.

There you go. Okay.

Okay.

- No more shots. Come on. - Shh.

Oh, you'll hardly feel this one.

Stop, please! Please stop!

Aah!

You know what they say about the abyss, right?

You look into it... and it looks right back at you.

Your brain is a gift.

Your brain...

...and what it can do is a gift.

Go away!

Luke! It's me, Avery!

Avery, can I catch up with you in the morning?

They just gave me The Box.

I've got her. I've got Kalisha.

What? What? What do you mean you've got her?

Like you can hear her? Right--Right now?

See her, too. Want me to show you?

- Uh, what do you mean? - I think I can do it.

The shots have been making me feel so much stronger.

Don't worry. I washed them.

Don't let go.

Holy fuck. It worked.

You're really here.

Yup, I guess I am.

God, it is so good...

I mean, I'm so relieved--

I know. Me--Me, too.

Look, I don't know how long I have with you guys here, but...

Yeah, yeah, Avery's had a real hard time reaching you.

Yeah.

I guess I've been in sort of a daze since I got here.

I mean, everyone here is sort of in a daze.

But, obvious difference number one:

we get to wear this very, very sexy jumpsuit.

Do you think it's because they're washing our clothes,

so we can wear them home?

Uh, could be.

Yeah. Because uniform promotes community.

That's why they're so popular with fascists

and--and communists.

- What's that noise? - Wait. You can hear that?

I wish I couldn't.

- Luke, can you hear that? - Not a whisper.

Hmm. Lucky you. When you're actually back here,

it's pretty much the only thing that you can hear.

I think even the Guards can feel it.

Oh, I know that makes it sound bad,

but actually, thing is, in a lot of ways,

Back Half's a lot better than Front Half.

There's no more tokens, so...

candy, booze, smokes all free.

Um, no more tests, no more deprivation tank,

no more fucking Dream Box!

Yeah, pretty much all they do is gather us for Movie Nights,

at least, that's what they call it.

Feels more like...

Do you know those Twitch games that grown men play...

think it's, like, Soldier... something?

First-person shooter?

Yeah, except you're not shooting, just living.

Living?

Last night, we were brushing our teeth, then we were driving,

then we were doing doctor stuff,

like checking in on patients,

giving injections, that sort of thing.

And you were watching the screen the whole time?

No.

Actually, the movie on the screen

was from across the exam room.

It sort of looked like the camera

was filming from inside someone's shirt?

I could only see

the doctor's point of view when I closed my eyes.

Hey. Iris?

Hey, Sha.

- Who you got with you? - What do you mean?

Sorry.

- I'm just tired. - It's okay.

I'll see you later.

Something's wrong inside her head,

really wrong.

Movie Nights take a toll.

They make you feel clear at first.

I'm pretty sure that's why I could reach you guys,

but the headache,

it just comes back worse every time,

and I think Iris has just been through too many of them.

They're gonna move her on soon.

What? Like, send her home?

First, they'll have her lead a Sparkler Night,

and then they'll move her to Recovery.

That's where the Hum's coming from.

Yeah, it's true.

I think even I can hear that.

Avery, can you see what's behind that door?

No. I don't want to.

Avery, look, we gotta know.

No! No!

Ice cream.

So there's no Dream Box in Back Half? Ever?

No, she didn't say so.

Hmm. Well, sign me the fuck up.

You miss what he said about Iris ashing in her fucking oatmeal?

'Kay. So it takes a toll on you being back there, so what?

They send you to Recovery, then you go home.

Wow. You really are just dead set

on believing their bullshit.

And you're so smart. You know everything, huh?

Luke sees through it.

Right? He knows.

That's right, Georgie.

The resident genius agrees with...

Okay.

You really think there's no chance we can trust them?

I think we still don't know.

- Bullshit. - Yeah, get caught

trying to break out of this place, all bets are off.

We need to see behind that door.

Weird they bonded so quick, huh?

It's more evidence for the George Iles

Theory of Institute relationships.

Yeah, I just hope he's not, uh, interfering with them.

What? Your grandmas never made you watch Dateline?

I never knew my grandmas. Grandpas either, actually.

Aves?

Can you see what Harry thinks of the twins?

Whoa. Careful.

He had cocker spaniels back home.

Technically, they were his mom's.

Anyway, those girls are like his...

substitutes, yeah.

I don't know what Harry was like with his dogs,

but those little girls pretty much run him.

"When thunder roars, head indoors."

Yeah, looks like we're about to get drenched.

Luke, a word, if you please.

Alone.

It's okay. It's all right.

Shouldn't we, um, go into your office?

It's about to start pouring.

Don't tell me you're afraid of a little water.

You know, I feel I saw somewhere

that those things are bad for you.

Sometimes, it's fun to be bad.

I'm afraid we have a problem.

Some of your test scores aren't corroborating

with the progress you're clearly making.

Any idea why that might be?

Your smoke is ruining the petrichor.

"Petrichor"!

No wonder you aced the SATs.

Hmm.

You know, I read this interview once

with a chess player. Josh Waitzkin, maybe.

Anyway, he said the first thing he likes to know

about his opponents is what they would do

if they were caught in the rain.

If they go inside, he would play an open and wild game...

...and they'd lose.

I love the rain.

Yeah, well, see,

if they stayed outside,

he figured they were drawn to chaos,

and he'd play a closed, tight game

until they ran out of patience, then they'd lose.

You still haven't answered my question.

Why aren't my test results

showing them what you want them to?

I don't know. Maybe because the tests are bullshit,

and so is this place, and so are you,

with all due respect.

- I'm not the enemy, Luke. - Oh, yeah?

Who is, then?

Dr. Hendricks put you through the Dream Box last night.

Are you asking me or telling me?

I thought Dr. Hendricks would keep you apprised.

He does.

You may have noticed there are no cameras in the testing rooms.

That's probably smart.

Not really the kind of video you'd want played

at your war crimes tribunal.

So, no video means I have to trust my people to tell me.

Although, now...

you're not sure if you can trust them.

Why would Hendricks go behind your back?

To undermine you?

Maybe even replace you.

Why are we even out here

having this conversation in the rain?

Is it because they'll hear us in your office?

You think Stackhouse is going against you, too.

Stop fighting me, Luke.

Why? Because you're not the enemy?

No.

Because you can't win.

- Hi. - Hi.

I hope it's not weird that I just showed up here.

Why would it be weird?

Come in.

What's with him?

He ate a bad oyster.

I am really not in the mood for your bullshit.

Tony, he's in bad shape, man.

Oh, do you think so, Doctor?

The shots hit everyone different.

Oh, goddamn it!

See? He needs a doctor, man.

You need to mind your own damn business.

We need a clean-up.

East wing, south hall.

Unless you wanna clean it up, genius.

Get up!

Harry.

Stop.

You don't gotta keep me company for this, Luke.

I know these tests are hard on you kids.

Yeah, you can drop the 'aw-shucks' routine.

Luke.

You know what they do here.

Listen, anything you need to say without them hearing,

you say it here by the ice machine

or the playground.

Nowhere else.

We can't talk for long.

You never know who's watching.

You're the only one who feels ashamed, Maureen.

The only one.

What do you want?

Why not blow the whistle?

To who?

You have no idea what these people are capable of.

What was his name?

Your son,

what was his name?

Jacob.

But he made everyone call him Jake.

Because Jacob is a grown-up's name

and, well...

he was a kid.

Yeah.

So am I.

A kid. We're all fucking kids here.

There's nothing I can do.

Look, I'm not Jake,

I know that, but the thing is...

I could be.

So could anybody else here.

I can't do anything.

I'm a glorified janitor.

You're stronger than you think, Maureen.

Most people bring wine.

Appears you're a man after my own heart.

Most people also bring the bottle full,

but I guess it's the thought.

I found it in Annie's tent.

At least she went peacefully.

- Do me a favor. - Depends what it is.

Just take a close look at that,

see if anything stands out.

$11.99.

Annie drinks the good stuff.

You've, uh, known Annie a lot longer than I have, but...

have you ever once seen her--

- Without her lipstick. - Mm-hmm.

Actually, I don't think I have.

Yeah, so, what if the reason there's no lipstick

on the bottle is because it never touched her lips?

What if, I don't know,

somebody funneled it down her throat?

You have any idea how ridiculous that sounds?

- Yeah. - Who would do that? Why?

To shut her up without drawing attention.

Shut her up about what?

Did NASA have her killed

because she knew the truth about the moon landings?

You know that Senator? Plane went down a few days ago?

Yeah. Ramsey. North Dakota. My dad liked him.

Yeah. Well,

Annie told me about that... before it was on TV.

Come on.

The Red Steps Tragedy?

That's the map Annie drew of the area.

Come on,

you were here back then. What do you remember about it?

Hang on.

Page 3.

Wait. So, you knew them.

Not really.

They were seniors. I was just a frosh.

Okay. I only took a year of high school French...

"Notre Pain."

Doesn't that mean "Our Bread"?

Yeah, it's some weird inside joke they all had.

We never understood it.

Oh, seems like I'm not the only one with an obsession.

That has nothing to do with the Red Steps.

Come on, gimme a break!

- Your shift's about to start. - Yes, it is.

My dinner's ready.

Anything else I can get you?

Yeah. I was wondering if tomorrow, maybe,

you, uh, might let me borrow your car.

Sure.

Thanks.

Come on, Harry. Please.

Just have a little something.

Come on, you need to eat.

Shut up!

And fuck off!

Fuck off!

Harry!

Shut up!

Guard! Somebody, please!

Harry!

Harry, open the door, please!

Shut up and fuck off!

Harry!

- What the fuck is this? - The twins are in...

and they need help. Please, just open the door! Hurry!

- Harry! - Shut up!

- Greta! - What the fuck?

Greta!

- Fuck! What did I do? - Wake up!

Harry didn't mean to hurt you!

Greta, please wake up!

Why isn't anybody eating?

It's the most important meal of the day.

So...

I know we're all disturbed

by the unfortunate incident last night...

between Harry Cross and the Wilcox girls.

As most of you know,

following the visual field and acuity tests--

you know them as "shots for dots"--

Um... Harry suffered a...

slight...

seizure.

And when Greta tried to comfort him,

he inadvertently struck her,

resulting in some neck sprain and a little...

light head trauma.

All three are resting comfortably

and expected to make a full recovery.

And in no way...

will this incident affect

or put in jeopardy the important work

we're all doing.

But I want you to know that...

Harry felt so awful about injuring his friend,

and Greta so graciously accepted his apology, saying,

"After all, accidents happen."

So... let's follow

in their example of generosity

by picking up the slack that their absence has left.

That's the true spirit of friendship.

Can we see them?

No. No.

Anyone, um...

who contradicts anything that I'm saying is lying

and should be reported.

Okay?

Am I understood? Do you understand?

If I'm understood, can I get a "Yes, Ms. Sigsby."

Yes, Ms. Sigsby.

Oh! You can do better than that!

Yes, Ms. Sigsby.

Excellent.

Enjoy your breakfast.

I fucked up last night, man.

You were so brave.

Yeah, but...

how do I explain I knew what going on in that room?

There were a couple guards closer than I was.

They didn't hear a thing.

They're gonna know you're TP.

Look, if I get sent to Back Half,

you know, maybe I'll look for that old playground.

You know, the one the dog saw with the old fence?

Oh, yeah! So, maybe it's a good thing.

No. We haven't done any recon back there.

You know, Kalisha hasn't told us anything about security,

cameras, bed checks.

If we're gonna pull this off,

it's gotta be while we're still in Front Half.

Then we'd better do it soon.

Do you...

Do you ever see things...

before they happen?

Don't think so.

Before? Why?

Luke.

I need you to come with me.

I thought it was breakfast and then--

You wanna make it harder than it has to be?

Aside from the normal tests that we conduct here,

there are some certain...

special somethings that we save for certain special kids.

Especially those who don't always tell the truth.

Do you always tell the truth, Luke?

Of course.

Well, here's your chance to prove it.

Are you TP?

No.

No, I'm TK.

- Remember? - No.

TK is what you were when you got here.

By now, we should've been able to unlock your TP as well.

Supposed to happen once you see the dots.

Well, maybe it just doesn't-- it doesn't work for everybody.

But it does.

Everybody.

Because the abilities are related.

If you have one, you have the capacity to develop the others.

I was on the team that proved it.

Okay. Maybe I haven't developed yet.

You saw the dots. It's science.

We have found over the years

that instinctive primal fear reactions,

galvanic fear reactions you might say,

are extremely helpful

in generating authentic responses.

Hence...

Step in the tank.

You gonna make me do it for you?

Luke,

when you feel your lungs start to deflate,

you may be tempted to try to hold your breath.

Now, given the risk of rupture,

I have to recommend against.

Now...

I'm thinking of an animal.

What is it?

I don't know.

Okay, sport,

if that's how you want to play it...

That was 15 seconds.

The next time'll be 30.

Now...

what animal am I thinking of?

I-I honestly don't know. Okay?

I told you, I'm not-- I'm not TP;

I'm TK, and I'm not even TK-positive yet!

Okay, sport, 30 seconds this time.

- It's not gonna get any easier. - No.

No, no, no. No, no, no, no.

Now... I'm thinking of a sports team.

Sports team! Go!

I fucking don't know!

Abalone fisherman can hold their breath for nine minutes!

Now, what team...

is he thinking of?

Fuck all the sports teams and the animals

and all that bullshit; all you have to tell us is the truth.

You're TP now, aren't you?

"I'm TP now." Say it!

Tony...

have Maureen take him back to his room.

See? Right on time. Don't have to tell me twice.

Let's slow it down a bit.

Julia Sigsby wants to slow it down?

Next thing I know, you'll be wanting to talk.

I do, actually.

Uh, just keep in mind

that I popped my daddy's little helper

almost a half-hour ago, so...

You've been working with Luke Ellis off-the-books.

That's ridiculous.

You gave him the Dream Box last night,

though he's not due it for another week.

You're running him through the P.C. track,

aren't you?

Well, I...

It was Stackhouse's idea.

I mean, not initially,

but he's the one who told me to keep going.

After I told you to stop.

Julia, I'm so, so sorry. I...

Have you-- Have you told them?

- Not yet. - Please...

I swear, I will shut it down;

it'll never happen again.

Any idea what Stackhouse plans to do with Ellis

once you've built him into a precog?

Sell him off.

To anyone in particular?

Highest bidder.

- How's he doing? - Luke?

Well, uh...

the IQ makes me optimistic, but,

you know,

the PC development is a slow process.

Yes, I do know.

One of the reasons we put the project on hold!

Well, I'll just tell Stackhouse it's over.

You'll tell Stackhouse nothing.

Other than the deprivation tank proved Ellis is TP

and I'm insisting on sending him to the Back Half immediately.

But it didn't prove it.

You're kidding.

Tony choked him out seven times.

Kid never budged.

Send him to the Back Half anyway.

I--I know I don't have to tell you

what'll happen if we connect him to the Hum

before he's got access to his TP.

He has access. He's just not admitting it.

That's a helluva risk.

Fine.

Let's leave things as they are for the moment.

And don't say another word to Stackhouse.

Jackass!

Thank you. Thank you.

Wh-Wh-What about Ellis?

What about him?

We still need to find a way to prove he's TP.

Leave that to me.

Luke! Luke!

I could feel you.

You were dying. That was so scary.

Hey.

No, I wasn't dying.

They were just messing around.

Get some rest, Luke.

- I gotta get back to work. - 'Kay.

Thanks, Maureen.

Okay, I've gotta go.

Luke. Luke, don't fall asleep!

What?

I know what's behind that door, the one that Sha showed us.

I saw it in Maureen's head.