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♪ ♪

[glitching robotic voice]

♪ Strange brew ♪

♪ Kill what's inside of you. ♪

♪ ♪

[metallic clink]

[hissing]

[crackles]

[grinding]

[whirring]

[electricity crackles]

[soft radio chatter]

[gasps]

Fuck me.

Hey.

Who does surgery on a crashing ship?

[Hermit] I don't think they died in the crash.

Look at their faces.

Looks like suffocation.

[Siberian] Or cabin depressurized maybe.

Suddenly, they're breathing space.

No, see the blue lips?

Some kind of toxin.

[static crackling]

Whoa.

He had some kind of foreign bodies lining his GI tract.

There's an incident code.

"1562."

Looks like they're gone now.

Okay, come on.

We're search and rescue.

Let forensics Agatha Christie this shit.

♪ ♪

[electricity crackles]

[Siberian] Search and rescue.

[Hermit] Rashidi?

1562, foreign bodies.

Yeah, you said that.

It's bad.

Bad how?

Wait, what do you mean "foreign"?

Alien.

This day just gets better and better.

[low hissing]

[electricity crackles]

[alarm ringing in distance]

[sniffles]

[water dripping]

Up or down?

She said to go down. So we're going down.

Let's move.

[Siberian] Hey.

[Curly Child] Well, I really like Wendy

because I know that she's like a big sister to me.

Like one I never had.

And I know that everyone is really kind

and I love all the children.

[Tootles Child] I'm really looking forward

to not being sick anymore.

It's really bad.

I really hate it.

I can't wait to be so smart, so intelligent.

I can solve any problem.

- [key clicks] - [Wendy Child] I'm...

excited, I'm...

scared, but it's...

I think it'll be worth it. [laughs]

[Boy Kavalier] Such potential.

People say that, about children. Hmm?

What they could be.

You're talking about achievement.

But it's about becoming.

Teaching them to be their best selves.

Uh-huh.

[apple crunches]

The fear with artificial intelligence is that,

you know, we will build a brilliant machine

that will build an even smarter machine.

So on.

Until... so long, us.

What we're doing here-- you and me--

is exploding human potential.

Then we'll see what they build

before the machines ruin everything.

It's an intelligence race.

But if they don't stay human...

then what do we win?

I'm serious. We did something nobody thought was possible.

We ended death.

Hmm.

Now we have to make their quality of life better.

Otherwise, all we've done is

make consumers immortal.

It's not about money.

People always think it's about money

with trillionaires.

Or ego.

But you know, y-you know what I really want?

I want to talk to somebody smarter than me.

- Thanks. - Yeah, I mean, you're smart.

[smacks lips] You're just not smarter.

And Kirsh?

Kirsh is information smart.

Data cross-references with the musings

of every great philosopher, but that's not wisdom.

For once in my life, I want to climb

to the top of the mountain

and debate with someone who blows my mind.

[crunching]

And you think that's the children.

Maybe.

At the very least, my hope is that by giving Wendy

a supercomputer for a brain and training

by the best geniuses money can buy,

I'll finally be able to have

an interesting fucking conversation.

♪ ♪

Did a ship really crash?

Are there gonna be dead bodies?

Don't...

Don't think about that.

What are you thinking about?

It's a secret.

Okay?

I have a brother and he works in the city.

He's a-a medic, like a doctor.

And he's really good at it, too.

And he's down there right now saving lives,

but what if...

He's not like us, Slightly.

He's not premium.

He can break and bleed and-and burn.

And I made him stay.

So I'm gonna find him.

My dad got a cold and died in Mumbai.

And we burned him on this pyre, which is very holy.

But every night after, I worry, what if he's not dead?

And...

they burned him anyway.

[Kirsh] Ready yourselves.

Gear up.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

Find who?

Her brother. He's a doctor down there.

Secret!

[snickers]

[playful grunting]

♪ ♪

[electricity crackling]

We're gonna have to jump.

[Siberian] Fuck that.

[grunts]

[grunts, groans]

Si. Come on.

[pants] Watch this.

[grunting]

- Ah! - Siberian!

[straining]

- Don't you fucking drop me. - I got you!

[both panting]

Hermit.

Yo, haul ass!

[quietly] All right. Okay.

[soft squishing]

- [hissing] - Oh, shit.

[screeching]

[screams]

[screams]

[dings]

[gasping]

Okay. This is Hermit, come in.

This is Prodigy Medic Hermit. Come in.

Requesting backup.

I'm on the-the south elevator heading up.

There's a... a-a creature, she's loose,

approximately eight feet tall, armored.

[static buzzes]

Okay. Does anyone read me?

[static buzzes]

Fuck. Fuck.

Okay.

[grunts]

[P.A. announcer] Now serving number 21801.

[indistinct chatter]

[HR bot] Prodigy Medic Hermit.

Please state the reason for your visit today.

Yeah, I'm following up on forms I submitted

on resigning.

[HR bot] Please stand by, Prodigy Medic Hermit.

The unit is reviewing your request.

According to your file,

you have seven months remaining

- on your contract. - Right.

I'm asking

special dispensation on account of...

Because I made a promise to my father

that I'd go back to medical school.

[HR bot] Father, Frank J. Hermit.

Died January 16 of last year.

Yeah, he was the last surviving...

It's a long story.

Isn't there a person I could talk to?

A human?

Look, I've been wounded twice and--

[Kirsh] She's watching him every day now.

Sometimes two or three times.

...I've got to move on.

I've got to keep my promise.

You think it was a mistake to give her access?

[Hermit] To live up to my...

I think it's distracting.

It soothes her.

It's favoritism.

There's a spot for me, see, at school,

medical school.

On Mars.

They gave me a scholarship, but...

classes start next month, so...

I'm the last one, okay?

I have to do this now.

[whirs]

I have to do it now.

Have a heart.

Or face my fury.

[HR bot] Face your furry what?

What did you say?

Did she just... what just happened?

Uh, she rewrote the code somehow.

She...

Did we know, did we give her that...

skill?

She's connected to the Prodigy network,

so we can monitor her settings.

Data streams in both directions,

but it never occurred to us that she would--

[Hermit] What did you say?

Did you just...?

[HR bot] Thank you, Prodigy Medic Hermit.

Your request has been denied.

You will complete your contractually agreed upon time

in this location.

Have a productive day.

♪ ♪

[sirens wail in distance]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[garbled buzzing, crackling]

[passing siren wailing]

- Do you hear that? - What?

It's like a... buzzing.

[crackling continues]

[siren beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

[horn blaring]

Colonel Nagg, crisis response team.

[Kirsh] Kirsh. Chief scientist, Prodigy One.

[crackling]

This way.

[passing siren wailing]

[Kirsh] It's a 100-story tower.

80 floors above ground, 20 below.

[Nagg] Comms are still down. Damage report still coming in.

I'm worried about the gas lines. Fires.

I'm also worried about the fuel source on the ship,

- that it's unstable. - [grunting nearby]

The ammunition, insecure.

Don't get me started on radiation.

They promised us reinforcements from the city three hours ago.

And all I see is you seven.

[Kirsh] We're a special unit here under orders from the founder.

[Nagg] What kind of orders?

You don't need to know that.

[Hamm] Hey, Chief.

- What is she doing? - You have a medic in your unit?

Hermit.

[Hamm] He's on Rashidi's team. They haven't checked in.

Benjamin Rashidi, 32, sergeant.

Hey, what is she doing?

♪ ♪

What floor is this?

What floor is this?

[Hamm] Sixty-five.

Wendy? Wendy.

Slightly.

- Go with her. - Me?

The rest of you on me. We're moving fast.

Assess the damage, rescue survivors.

I want GPS on wounded reported back to command.

♪ ♪

[newscast playing indistinctly]

[scoffs]

They're down. Data's pouring in.

It feels like Christmas.

Sir, I have Yutani on the line.

[beeps]

It's been a very expensive day.

Yeah, you're telling me. Not to mention lives lost.

Of course.

You have something that belongs to me.

Uh, to be fair, it fell from the sky

and broke one of my buildings.

Reparations will be made. Just send us a bill.

My men are on site now, securing the crash.

Is there anything we need to know, uh, about the ship?

A deep space research vessel.

It goes without saying that everything on board

should be considered proprietary.

I'd like permission to send a team

to secure the ship and remove what's ours.

I'm, um, I'm afraid I can't allow that just yet.

You know, the, um, the tower's still too unstable.

And I'm afraid I must insist.

And I don't have to remind you

that any incursion onto Prodigy territory will be

construed as a hostile act.

This is what lawyers are for.

You know, you have yours talk to mine...

...and then we'll negotiate a treaty. [chuckles]

Now excuse me. I'm needed elsewhere.

Predictable.

I want what's on that ship.

[chuckling]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[electricity crackling]

[buzzing, crackling]

[Wendy] Something's here.

I miss baths.

I used to hate baths, but now I miss them.

Quiet now.

Fear's for animals.

You are not animals. Now move.

[soft chittering]

Fascinating.

I want to go home now.

It looks like a plant.

It's a monster. Let's kill it.

Scientists don't kill.

Careful.

This is a non-terrestrial species.

We don't know what it's capable of.

[key clicks]

Curly, you're on point.

Take Smee and Nibs

and see if you can find something to capture it with.

Nibs, don't look.

[quietly] Yo, what is that?

[exclaims] Monster.

Monster! Mons-Monsters!

[panicked groaning]

We should, we... are we supposed to catch it?

Um, wait. Was that blood?

Uh, there's more.

[Smee] Whoa, gross.

[distorted meowing, growling]

[purrs, hisses]

[all shouting]

Wait, hey!

[overlapping shouting]

Nibs, please, please, please!

Ow!

[rattling]

[panting]

What is that?

[squeaking]

He was this way.

Yuck! Ugh.

Are those...?

Are those scratches?

- Like fingernails? - Like claws.

Bear claws.

Wait.

There are bears?

[radio static buzzes]

This is Prodigy Medic Hermit. Come in.

Rashidi. Siberian.

Does anybody read me?

[helicopter passes outside]

[shuddering]

Bergerfeld.

Where the fuck is everybody?

Comms are down. This whole building feels

like it's about to collapse.

- Have you seen any animals? - Animals?

- What sort of animals? - Like, uh, big animals.

Like pets?

No. Definitely not like pets.

[clamoring nearby]

[Bergerfeld] I cleared all the other apartments on this floor.

Search and rescue!

[Bergerfeld] Security services. Open up!

[indistinct chatter]

The noise. So much noise.

Sir, we're evacuating the building.

Please find the nearest elevator and head down.

We're having a dinner party. The Caspians are here.

There's a spaceship in the lobby.

I think the Caspians will understand.

Oh, I'm sure if there's a real problem,

Boy Kavalier will call me personally.

We belong to the same club.

Well, sir, I don't know about that.

I do know that the north stairwell is out,

and the fire suppression system is down,

and until we can check the structure of the building--

[door slams]

Sir?!

Sir!

Move.

[snarls]

[rapid gunfire]

What the...?!

[Hermit] Move back in!

[screaming]

[screeching]

[guests screaming]

[glass shattering]

[clamoring]

- [screeching] - [distant yelling]

[distant screeching]

[screaming continues]

[hissing]

[panting]

♪ ♪

[mumbling nearby]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

[growls, hisses]

[screaming]

[screeches]

[labored breathing]

Thank you.

Ah!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[liquid dripping]

It presents as flora, but it may be fauna.

[distant shout]

[Smee] Kirsh?

Stay here.

Keep an eye on this.

[Smee] Kirsh?

Kirsh!

Uh, it-it was in, it was in the cat.

What was in the cat?

Uh...

[Nibs] Don't!

It's fast.

[computer chirping]

It's like a zoo but the animals got out.

[trilling, beeping]

It's a research vessel. Deep space model.

They must have been collecting specimens.

I-I-I thought specimens meant dead.

♪ ♪

[grunting]

[Cortez] Sir, you need to leave the building now.

The stairs are blocked, so I thought I could, uh--

There's been a crash.

Everyone has to go now.

Of course. I just need to know which way--

[Brahma] What's in the bag?

Supplies.

- Ooh! What the fuck? - Hands!

- Calm down. - [Cortez] Hands.

Now!

You're making a mistake.

[Brahma] Shit. It's a cyborg.

Don't move. Don't blink.

[mutters]

Just stay calm, friend. They can sense fear.

[Cortez] I'm not your friend.

[Brahma] Put your hands behind your back,

and lock your fingers together.

Now.

Just so you know, I'm the least of your problems.

[handcuffs clicking]

- [soldiers screaming] - [gunfire]

[blood squelches]

[hissing]

[snarling]

[soldier] The fuck is that?

Fuck! Move!

[running footsteps]

[indistinct shouting]

[rapid gunfire]

- [hissing] - [screaming]

[Morrow gasps]

♪ ♪

[Curly] Hey. [hisses]

No, now.

Come.

- Smee. - [Smee] Uh-huh?

I need you there.

You'll link up with Wendy.

Secure the area.

Nobody gets in or out until the hazmat team arrives.

O-Okay.

♪ ♪

Whoa.

There is a bear.

[liquid dripping]

- Why? - Warrior mode.

Ugh!

♪ Ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive ♪

♪ And e-lim-i-nate the negative ♪

♪ And latch on ♪

♪ To the affirmative but don't mess... ♪

[pained groaning]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[winces]

♪ ♪

- [clicks] - [crowd cheering]

[announcer 1] Reggie Jackson has seen two pitches

in the strike zone tonight.

Two, and he's hit them both in the seats.

Will you look at that, Dad?

Reggie Jackson. Game six.

1977 World Series.

New York Yankees versus Los Angeles Dodgers.

Reggie Jackson hits three home runs.

[crowd cheering]

[announcer 1] High...

- [announcer 2] Goodbye. - [announcer 1] Goodbye!

[announcer 2] Oh! What a blow!

What a way to top it off.

Forget about who the most valuable player is

in the World Series.

How this man has responded to pressure.

Oh, what a beam on his face.

How can you blame him?

He's answered the whole world.

What are the odds?

What a colossal blow.

[chuckling softly]

Who are you talking to?

[inhales sharply]

My dad.

You're hurt.

Eh, let me see.

You talk to Dad?

Uh, I-I know he's not, he's not here.

- But, um... - [sprays]

You see, this ball,

and the game...

we used to watch the old highlight reels together.

He called it proof.

He said, "Sometimes the world gives you a moment to shine.

"And if you do, well...

There's a name for that kind of hero."

He called him Mr. October.

[scoffs] Mister?

[Hermit] Where's the cut?

[Slightly] There's no cut.

There's a bear. He ate the men in the hall.

- A bear? - Mm-hmm.

We don't bleed anyway. Not red anymore.

It's all white inside.

You're synthetic.

[Wendy] Oh, we don't like that word.

You're both synthetic.

No! We're...

something different.

[quietly] Something special.

[Kirsh over comms] Wendy.

Yeah, Kirsh, we're here.

We, um, we found him.

I don't care about that.

I need you to get to the front section of the ship.

There's cargo I need you to secure.

- Smee is already en route. - Um, can it wait?

Can it...? No.

It can't wait.

These are invasive species.

If we don't lock them down, they could escape, breed,

and then it will be too late.

We should go. Smee doesn't like being alone.

Stop acting like children.

- Lives are at stake. - [groans]

We're not children anymore.

- You need to go. Now. - Uh, will you come with us?

Uh, I've got to get back.

There'll be loads of people there--

bloody, wounded, exploded.

We're going to the front section.

Please.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Wendy.

Yeah. Okay, ok-- I...

Keep up. We move fast.

[elevator dings]

♪ ♪

This way.

[elevator dings]

♪ ♪

Excuse me.

What did he mean "you're not children anymore"?

Uh, we are kids.

What...? I don't get it.

[Slightly] I'm 11 and Wendy just turned 12.

- [Wendy] Slightly. - [Hermit] That's you? Your name's Wendy?

[Slightly] No, that's her machine name.

When we were children, we fell really sick.

- Then we were given these big bodies. - Slightly.

But my name's actually Aarush, and she's Marcy.

[Hermit sighs] My sister's name was Marcy.

- Dude-- - Don't you dare.

That's your sister.

[Wendy] Slightly. Secret.

- Go. Go. - [Slightly] You weren't telling him.

Get up there now.

[sighs]

Joe...

[Wendy sighs]

It's me.

I found you.

I-I've been watching you.

All the time, on the screens. I watch you go to work.

I watch you ride in boats.

You help people.

Face my fury.

You remember?

And I'm sorry, it is my fault.

You wanted to go to Mars,

- and I couldn't-- I-I wouldn't-- - No, no, no.

You died.

I went to the funeral.

No. Daddy...

Daddy said...

Joe, when I was sick, the boy genius came to visit me,

and he told Daddy that he could help me,

but I had to go away.

So, they took me to live with Kirsh and Dame Sylvia.

- I don't understand. - That was the way.

- Joe. - [sniffles]

Or I would die.

They said I was special.

- Dad told me-- - Daddy said don't talk.

Daddy said it had to be a secret.

They said I would be okay.

But I could never go home.

- Who said? - The boy genius.

His name is on your uniform.

[Slightly] Guys, Kirsh said we got to go.

Please.

♪ ♪

- It's this side. - Your first day of daycare.

Dad picked you up.

You were filthy and your lip was bleeding.

What did you say?

"I am mad to them."

Let me... [grunts]

I could've done that.

[Hermit] Christmas morning.

You were seven.

You woke me up before the sun.

What did you say?

"I still don't think my big toe looks like my thumb."

♪ ♪

[Slightly] Uh... guys?

♪ ♪

- [rhythmic frequency] - Do you hear that?

[screeching]

I hear the sound of metal bending,

like the ship's about to fall.

[screeching]

♪ ♪

Call it in.

Mm. Looks like eggs.

Then... I think...

- No! Joe! - [screaming]

- Slightly? - Should we jump?

Slightly. Slightly.

Stay here. Look at me. Stay safe.

- Guard the omelette. - No, no, no, no, no, no. Wendy!

["Stinkfist" by Tool playing]

♪ Something has to change ♪

♪ Undeniable dilemma ♪

♪ Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear ♪

♪ Just not enough ♪

♪ I need more, nothing seems to satisfy ♪

♪ I said, I don't want it, I just need it ♪

♪ To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive ♪

♪ Finger deep within the borderline ♪

♪ Show me that you love me and that we belong together ♪

♪ Relax, turn around, and take my hand ♪

♪ I can help you change ♪

♪ Tired moments into pleasure ♪

♪ Say the word and we'll be well upon our way ♪

♪ Blend and balance ♪

♪ Pain and comfort, deep within you ♪

♪ Till you will not want me any other way ♪

♪ But it's not enough, I need more ♪

♪ Nothing seems to satisfy ♪

♪ I said, I don't want it, I just need it ♪

♪ To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive ♪

♪ Finger deep within the borderline ♪

♪ Show me that you love me and that we belong together ♪

♪ Shoulder deep within the borderline ♪

♪ Relax, turn around, and take my hand. ♪

Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org

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