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The redundant backups at their
eastern data center in China,

the Dark Army is covering us on that.

- We can go now!
- If we move forward and they don't,

China still holds all
the redundant information.

It will be pointless.

If we can talk to
whiterose directly...

No way he's meeting you face to face.

You fools actually got your wish.

I don't know why, but the
meeting's actually gonna be on.

I'd tell you to be careful,

but I know that's the
last thing you're gonna be.

I had the sysadmin check that server again.

Of course, there was nothing.

I have no idea what there was
to even be suspicious about.

Why do you have my work ID?

I placed a malicious
CD in my work computer.

I need you to do something for me.

Our new Chief Technology Officer,

Scott Knowles.

Meet me tonight, on the roof.

Cameras have been out since March.

No one will know.

Stop!

What if this all went away?

The city.

The money.

All of it.

What, like a zombie
apocalypse or something?

More like a revolution.

Last time we hooked up,

we agreed to check politics at the door.

There's no middle anymore.

Just rich and poor.

Okay, this shit is way too
heavy for me this early.

- I gotta go to work.
- Right.

Solving the world's problems

one spreadsheet at a time.

Hey, it's either suits
like me or the government.

We all know how well they handle things.

Why can't the world
just take care of itself?

Because the world is
filled with stupid people.

And I get paid a lot to be smart.

Hey.

There's not just the rich and the poor.

There's you, in the middle somewhere.

The consummate survivor.

I'm in a ballet class right now.

No, Ollie, I can't talk to
you about this right now.

I don't care, Ollie.

I don't care who you ran into

or what he said.

I...

Sorry.

Tell me you're not getting
back together with him.

Jesus, no.

No. Just leftover work stuff.

- Have you talked to Elliot?
- Yesterday.

Seems like he's pulling himself together,

but you know how he is.

It feels like I'm always worried about him.

- You know?
- Yeah.

He's had a shitty month.

Or 20 years.

Take your pick.

Then why are we the ones

that always end up so stressed?

Try waking up in your childhood bedroom,

then taking Jersey transit for two hours

to make a 7:00 ballet class in the city.

Well, silver lining,

- you get to see moi.
- All right, everyone, first position.

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I hurt Krista.

I don't feel good about that.

I hope you're not mad at me.

But you have to admit,

she's just like everyone else.

Too afraid to peek over their walls

for fear of what they might see.

Not me.

That's what I do.

I look.

Did you get everybody back?

Tell him to follow the proper commands,

or the sequence won't initiate.

Using the backdoor we planted
with our Raspberry Pi.

Jesus Christ, man, how long have
you been sitting on all this?

I installed a patch four weeks ago,

and I've been monitoring it daily.

No rest for the wicked.

I wanted to make sure it was all updated

at the Steel Mountain locations

before the meeting with whiterose.

Yeah, those Airdream guys are so dumb.

Who has all their thermostats
phone home the same network?

I'll sync up all five locations

so they heat at exactly the same rate.

No offense, but I'll handle that.

You should take care of the alarms,

so there's not a signal of
the temp raising in the vaults.

No, reroute

Airdream's traffic.
Make sure to erase and

- and all signs of our activity.
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- Where were you?
- I need a word.

I gotta get to work.

I'm not sure that's wise.

- What the hell is that?
- They're following me

and they're probably following you too.

They were on the subway, okay?

Cisco's warned me about them.

These guys are dangerous, Elliot.

The whiterose meet might not
go down the way we want it to.

Yeah.

Well, I don't even know how to use a gun.

Besides, I'm not even sure I'm
the one they wanna meet with.

You're definitely the
one they wanna meet with.

And when you do, you need to be careful.

I'm serious, Elliot.

- What are you doing?
- I'm calling myself from your phone.

That way we have each other's number.

- Wait, Darlene, we don't do that.
- That's to protect fsociety.

Okay, but we need to
protect each other right now.

Lose Darlene's number.
It's a rule for a reason.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna use it.

She's right about one thing.

You're the one they want to talk to.

We can't afford any distractions.

My boss invited me
to another retreat again.

He's so obvious.

Why don't you just kill me now?

- Oh!
- Jesus, Blake!

Were you fucking tiptoeing?

God damn it, look what you've done.

Watch where you're going!

- But you...
- Good morning.

Not now, Elizabeth. Hold all calls.

- Cancel any meetings. I'm busy today.
- But, Mr. Wellick,

Gideon Goddard is here to see you.

I'm sorry. He was very persistent.

- He wouldn't leave.
- Okay.

- Okay, no, that's fine. Thank you.
- Do you want me to...

Oh, yes, I'd love some coffee.

One of my employees confessed to

breaking chain of custody
with the Colby dat file.

Unfortunately, this admission

will render the evidence inadmissible

and Colby free of charges.

Now before you say anything,

I want to assure you that
Allsafe has doubled its efforts

to find the hackers,

whether it be reconfirming
Colby's involvement

or finding the real perpetrators.

We've air-gapped your private network,

implemented a honeypot,

reconfigured all the firewalls

- and systematically...
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- A honeypot, for what?
- A specific server

involved in the last fsociety attack,

CS30.

I know we checked it out,
but if there's even a chance

the hackers are still in the network,

the honeypot will ensure that
they can't cause any damage.

They'll log into the
decoy server we've set up,

thinking they're on the main network.

And I'm personally keeping
tabs on all traffic.

So you have our full attention.

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- Well, I appreciate your transparency.

- Well, so you understand then.
- Of course.

In fact, I'd like to
look over your findings,

especially this server.

- So, please send me the research.
- Of course, of course.

Well, thank you again for seeing me.

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Mr. Wellick.

Mr. Wellick!

- I specifically asked not to be disturbed.
- I know, but...

- What is it?
- The police.

It's awful.

- What about the police?
- They found a body on the roof.

- A body? Who?
- They're not saying,

but detectives came by.

They want to speak with you.

- With me?
- They're questioning everyone

who was at the reception last night.

Clearly, this is tragic, but
unfortunately work goes on.

- But don't you think you should...
- Tell them they can set an appointment.

I'd be happy to speak with them then.

Oh, and, Elizabeth, I
need you to connect me

with the Dulles Server Farm.

I'll take it on my mobile.

And the file shares?

'Cause client data is inaccessible

- until we're back online.
- Jumping on that now.

Check the logs on the ASA firewall.

I want a full report.

Ollie, sales.

All appointments at Allsafe

are cancelled until further notice.

Word of this cannot get out.

All right, let's get to it.

This
hack is far from devastating.

They already own us.

They're not going after anything valuable.

This is more of a distraction.

But what are they trying
to distract us from?

Hey, bro.

- Always the chatterbox.
- You're sweating.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, maybe a little.

Been running around.

Look, I sorta need you
to handle something for me.

- What have they got you doing here?
- Trying to reverse engineer the malware.

Okay, I'm gonna need you to stop doing that

and take these corrupted drives

over to Blank's Disk
Recovery on 36th and 5th.

- Why me? Get one of the IT guys.
- Everyone is swamped, Elliot.

Dude, this isn't, like, a debate.

I've always wanted things
to be cool between us,

but I outrank you.

So...

Here are the drives.

Your appointment is at 2:00.

You cannot be late.

- In fact, how 'bout you leave right now?
- It's only 12:00.

Elliot, bro, just...

just do me this solid, okay?

He
wasn't just stressed.

He was scared.

Let's see what he's hiding.

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What does Angela have to do with this?

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- Why didn't you tell me?
- And say what?

"Hey, Elliot, there's a
bunch of nude pics of me

- that some asshole wants to leak online"?
- I could have helped.

- You weren't around.
- Yeah.

Kinda had a rough month.

I'm sorry.

- Tell me what happened.
- We were being pressured.

- By who?
- Some guy.

He gave Ollie a CD that
infected his laptop,

stole his pictures, his
emails, and browser cache.

He said to install the disk at Allsafe,

or he would leak everything online.

It was a while ago.

- I thought he forgot about us.
- I was right.

The hack was a distraction.

This is about me. This is the meeting.

- You should have come to me.
- I told you,

you weren't there.

You're never there anymore.

Something is going on with you, Elliot.

You have not been the same
the past couple of months,

and this happened before Shayla.

- You're wrong.
- You're lying!

You don't talk to me anymore!

Just tell me what to do here!

Because the only solution I can think of

is to give up.

- God, say something!
- You're right.

We don't talk anymore.

It's so strange.

I really miss us.

Why is that strange?

Because I never thought I'd have to.

Hackers.

We inherently trust no one,

including each other.

I'll never be able to tell her.

There will always be this divide,

my wall that she can't look over.

And she knows it.

Trust issues.

The Dark Army has taken extraordinary steps

to make sure this meeting's
exactly how they want it.

Is that why the infamous
whiterose is such a legend?

Because he's more paranoid
than the rest of us?

I'm Elliot. Alderson.

A Faraday cage.

A room specifically designed

to prevent electromagnetic interference.

No radio, no signal, no
WiFi, nothing to hack.

I think I'm here to see you.

Am I supposed to follow you?

Are you just going to stand there

or do you want to hand me those drives?

Mm-mm-mm.

This meeting has started.

I manage my time very
carefully, Mr. Alderson.

Each beep indicates one minute of my time

that has passed.

I have allotted you no
more than three minutes.

Are you really gonna do that?

I suggest you pick better
topics of conversation.

I have 17 more items on my agenda today.

The Evil Corp hack,

we should go through with it this time.

You are turning out to
be a grave disappointment.

We were ready. We had everything set to go.

Dwelling is so inefficient.

- Hey, you pulled out last time.
- Wasting more time,

telling me things I already know.

But we were ready.

That is the third time that
you have expressed that.

She's trolling me.

You have not advanced this conversation.

- Do you intend to?
- Since last month,

- Evil Corp has moved its tapes to five...
- Backup facilities,

and you have a plan to take them all down.

Yes.

Finally, you have communicated something.

- So are you ready to do this or not?
- You are the one who is not ready.

It was you who failed all along.

What you've lacked was focus.

You strayed from the hack
to target Terry Colby.

This opened a vulnerability.

Suspicion.

Specifically by Gideon Goddard.

- That's why you hacked Allsafe.
- To monitor his activities.

And that's when we discovered

that he turned your infected
server into a honeypot.

Oh, 60 seconds and this
meeting will be over.

Wait.

The concept of waiting bewilders me.

There are always deadlines.

There are always ticking clocks.

That's why you must manage your time.

- I'll find a way to remove the honeypot.
- Until 16 seconds ago,

you were not aware there was a honeypot.

This does not inspire confidence.

- Wait.
- There's that word again.

We'll take care of it.

You know you could have told
us about the honeypot weeks ago.

Every hacker has her fixation.

You hack people, I hack time.

So you should know that
when I set a time line,

there's a reason.

You have 50 hours and 23 minutes.

At that point, when all parties are ready,

we will initiate the hack.

We'll do it.

- Maybe next time...
- Understand something, Mr. Alderson.

After I leave,

you will never see me again.

There are very few people in my life

that I have enough time
to see more than once,

and you are not one of them.

Trust me,

that's not going to matter.

Why are you doing all of this?

The hack?

Why are you working with us?

50 hours and 20 minutes left.

I need to figure this out.

Gideon's been spying on me the whole time.

Honeypot service order, shit.

I gotta do that now.

Security token. Gideon's phone.

I need his phone.

50 hours and 19 minutes left.

Damn, she infected me
with her time paranoia.

We're all living in each other's paranoia.

You definitely can't argue that.

Is that why everyone
tries to avoid each other?

I need to calm down.

I wish I could be an observer like you.

Then I could think more calmly.

This is comfortable.

Less stressful.

In fact, I feel like I can see everything,

know everything this way.

Hmm.

Do you know more than me?

That wouldn't be fair,

my imaginary friend knowing more than me.

So what would you do now?

We need a distraction
to get Gideon's phone.

Darlene, I need you to do something for me.

She can help.

- My boss at Allsafe, Gideon...
- Sometimes it's hard

to listen to an explanation,

even when it's from myself.

Especially when it's from myself.

It would be so much easier

to only pay attention when I needed to.

To just...

Arrive at the conclusion.

Is that what you do?

100 large
MMS files to Gideon's phone.

Drained it.

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Corporate greed is a trickle down desire

that reaches even the
bottom of the food chain.

- And for what?
- What the shit?

Wealth? Power?

It's a pathetic fable, and you, Allsafe,

- are a defender of this pitiful avarice.
- Holy shit, fsociety knows us.

But your sweet dream is over,

and your nightmare is about to begin.

We have won. Let those who are complicit...

- What the hell's happening now?
- Those who aid the tyrants,

those who accept the tyranny

have no place in the new order.

The
distraction is momentary.

- Hopefully all I need.
- They will know our justice,

and we will show no mercy.

Gideon Goddard, you are a lackey

- to your corporate overlords.
- Someone shut this off.

Defending those

that bleed the innocent.

- Serving them, slave to master.
- It's ignoring the remote.

They hacked our smart TV.

Congratulations, Mr. Goddard.

- It's posted to our website.
- And YouTube.

You will soon be finished.

In 90
seconds this code will change.

If I don't log in with it
on my computer before then,

I'll lose everything to time.

- We are exposing your role to the world.
- No, let it finish.

And the world is very angry.

We run from one deadline to the next.

Where's Elliot?

- What are you doing?
- I was working on the local backups.

- Why weren't you in there with us?
- I was worried about the...

It just doesn't add up.

All these events keep happening

around your appearance, your disappearance.

- Gideon...
- Forget it.

I don't wanna hear it.

Every member in this
company stood in there,

watching the single worst thing
that's happened to Allsafe,

and where are you, at your cubicle?

Doing what?

Uh, Gideon, I hate to interrupt...

- No, not now, Ollie.
- But Evil Corp's on the phone.

I'll be back.

We're not finished here.

I know.

You thought I didn't put the code in time,

but I had to hide it
quickly before Gideon saw it.

Sorry.

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Have I told you what I
saw when I hacked Gideon?

When I peeked into his secrets?

I saw a good, honest man.

Gideon was wrong.

I am finished here.

I'm no good for him or this place.

He was only protecting his people.

- But me?
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- I'm doing this to protect everyone.
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Seems you've
been very busy lately.

I have to know what you're planning.

We were meant to be allies.

We might just want the same thing,

and I need to be involved.

I'm pretty positive you're dead
wrong about that, my friend.

I don't think there's anything
we could possibly agree on.

I don't know what game you're playing,

but I suggest you cut the bullshit.

If there's nothing else,
I think we're done here.

Aren't you forgetting that I
know your dirty little secret?

There are people close to
you that wouldn't be happy

if they knew what I know.

We're both too smart to allow pettiness

to dictate our actions.

We're better than that.

Weigh the pros and cons.

Do what you need to do.

As soon as the tabulations are over with,

you'll know that telling anyone about that

does neither one of us any good.

In fact, you'll realize

that the only thing to do in your position

when it comes to me is nothing.

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Good evening, Mr. Wellick.
I'm Detective Quattlander.

This is Detective Jones.

As I know you're aware,

we were hoping to speak with
you at your office today,

but your assistant said you're out.

- What's this about?
- We're investigating a murder

that occurred at your husband's
place of employment, ma'am.

- May we please come in?
- A murder?

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Ma'am, do you mind
speaking in English, please?

I think this is inappropriate,

you coming to my house like
this, upsetting my wife.

- I will be in my office tomorrow...
- Mr. Wellick,

as you can imagine this
is very time sensitive.

We just need to ask you a few questions.

Actually, both of you, since you were both

in attendance at the reception last night.

Yeah, I can assure you, we
have no information whatsoever.

It will only take a moment.

And you both did know the
deceased, Sharon Knowles.

- You did know her, yes?
- Sharon Knowles?

That's terrible.

Um...

Yes, yes, we did know her.

Please, come in.

Have a seat. Can I get you anything?

- Coffee? Tea?
- Coffee would be great.

Tea. Herbal if possible, please.

Mr. Wellick, what time did you last see

Sharon Knowles last night?

Mr. Wellick?

Are you okay?

Joanna?

I think the baby's coming.

We gotta get her to the hospital.

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How'd it go with the climate control hack?

Handled.

I happen to be really
smart and good at things.

Not like you give a shit.

We should celebrate then.

In 43 hours, exactly,

our server will no longer be a honeypot.

And that rootkit you wrote

will take down Evil Corp.

We did it, Darlene.

It's gonna happen.

We're really doing this?

Whoo!

Oh, my God!

Be happy!

You did this.

You did it.

Just like that, Elliot,

you're gonna change the world.

- We did this.
- I would love to take credit on this one.

But I can't.

No, really, this was you.

You are seriously the best person I know,

you know that?

I love you so much.

Oh, my God, Elliot!
What the fuck?

I'm sorry.

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I thought...

I just...

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God, Elliot.

Did you forget again?

Did you forget who I am?

What do you mean?

Forget what?

Elliot, I need you to
tell me who you think I am.

- What are you talking about?
- Tell me right now.

What are you saying?

Elliot.

Of course I didn't... didn't forget.

You're Darlene.

You're Darlene.

Elliot.

You're Darlene.

I know.

I know what she's going to say.

- I'm your...
- Sister.

You're my sister.

Darlene and
I'd hide in movie theaters all day.

Darlene would sing Frere Jacques.

She rode her scooter in front of our house.

I'm crazy. I'm crazy... crazy.

She tried to run away in the third grade.

How come I didn't remember this?

Slept in the same bed when
our mom was mean to us.

Why did I forget? I remember her voice.

How could I forget? I'm crazy.

I'm crazy... crazy... I'm
crazy... crazy... I'm crazy.

Are you freaking out?

Tell me the truth.

Were you in on this the whole time?

Were you?

Think, God damn it. Think.

How can I just forget her like that?

A whole person. A relationship.

Is this amnesia?

What else am I not remembering?

I'm crazy.

I should have stayed on the meds.

I'm crazy. I'm out of my mind.

I knew it, I should have never created you.

I should have listened to Krista.

I avoid myself.

Why?

I'm afraid.

Okay.

Afraid of what?

Finding too much.

Too little. Nothing at all.

Do I even exist?

See me, Elliot Alderson.

I am here.

Now I'm gone.

We have to hack...

me.

Nothing.

No identity.

I'm a ghost.

Did I erase myself?

I think we should talk.

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