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Previously on Caprica...

Daniel Graystone stole my technology and killed my men.

For that he must pay.

Eventually, I will destroy your company,

but before that, you have so many precious things.

Until the debt is paid.

I've been seeing my dead brother everywhere.

I don't know what's going on.

There was a crash in the city,

and I thought I saw my brother there.

He led me to this poster.

There. That's where it happened.

The accident, that's where he was killed.

Tamara's out there in V-World.

I'm getting her back.

Who are you?

I go by Emmanuelle.

Heracles said you were easy to find.

Look for the cube wandering all alone.

All right, start guiding.

I can't let my dad know I'm inside the robot.

I don't trust him.

Hi, Daddy.

You're an avatar,

a virtual representation of Zoe.

What are you doing to her? Stop it, Dr. Graystone!

Stop!

I know this robot can work,

and Zoe is the key.

Caesar, go!

Zoe?

Come on, it's bad enough you got me wearing

this ridiculous getup.

Now I gotta watch while you take some fake drugs?

Believe it or not,

that hat is better camouflage in here

than that businessman special you were scanned in.

And as for this, it's not fake,

and it's not for me.

Are you kidding me? What?

You're not paying me to entertain you, counselor.

Now we've got to make it all the way across town.

We could take the Lev,

but in here, that's a guaranteed death sentence.

No wheels, so we're hoofing it.

It's called "Amp."

Think of it as a hack that bypasses

the Holoband's safeties,

interacting with the visual cortex

to heighten a player's senses and reflexes.

In here, you're either quick or you're dead.

Take your pick.

So how do I...just...

You've taken eye drops before, right?

Yeah, sure.

It's the same thing.

Just hold it up close and squeeze.

Okay. Now?

- Yes. - Okay.

Welcome back.

Sorry I had to shut you down for so long,

but I was just a little stunned

and flabbergasted.

See, up until last night,

I was convinced that my daughter's avatar

had been lost or melted or destroyed.

But now I'm convinced that you're in there.

And you're free to talk to me.

Give me a sign.

Anything.

No?

Okay, so it's not that you can't talk to me.

It's that you won't talk to me.

I...I...

I can't imagine what the last few weeks

have been like for you.

This certainly wasn't what you were expecting, was it?

Must have scared the crap out of you.

I can understand that.

I'm sorry, but you have to understand

that this was always just a temporary place,

just so we could get you back in our lives.

And if you can't handle it, you just let me know,

and I will take you out of this

and find a way to make you a more human body.

Whatever you want.

You just... just have to let me know.

Okay?

Can you at least look at me when I'm talking to you?

Can you look at me, please?

U-87, look at me.

So...

You'll only respond as the robot, huh?

Okay.

I see.

Okay, so you're giving me the silent treatment, huh?

Okay.

This might be hard on you,

but it's going to be all for the best.

Don't worry! Just another Amp-head.

A junkie? Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You mean the stuff you gave me was addictive?

But I thought Holoband...

Were designed to be non-addictive. Right.

But Amp's are like jamming a wire

into your brain's pleasure center.

Okay, hey, so addictive drugs,

senseless sex.

It's a heck of a game. How do you win?

It depends on who you ask.

Ah, so no rules? Sounds like a scam.

Well, there's no rule book in life, right?

You ask me, that's what keeps it interesting.

Gotta figure out for yourself what's important.

Move.

I hate that thing.

Just remember to keep your finger off the trigger

until you're ready to shoot,

and then be ready to shoot.

Oh, you're a real-life Nicky Casino.

You think this is real life?

You think this is what I look like in real life?

Wait a minute. Then who are you really?

Someone who's being paid to help you.

So keep quiet and keep alive.

Great.

Now do it again.

You don't mind if I smoke, do you?

Zoe hated my smoking.

Actually, she hated anything at all to do with fire,

ever since our old house burned down.

Remember that ramshackle place?

Wood beams.

Wood paneling.

Not the best idea when you're working

with powerful computers.

Do it again.

They said it started in my first-floor office,

got into the walls and crept upstairs

while we were sleeping.

By the time I woke up, choking,

the fire was, as they say,

"Fully engaged".

Do it again.

Zoe was five.

We had just moved her upstairs,

her very first big-girl room up in the attic.

She loved it up there.

We could hear Zoe's screams,

but we couldn't get past the flames on the stairs.

Let's do it again.

But that sound.

That sound.

The flames and...

my little girl screaming.

Do it again.

Could hear her screams,

but we couldn't get to her,

past the flames on the stairs.

Do it again.

I tell you,

that was the longest seven minutes of my life.

I can only imagine what it must have been like for her,

trapped up there all alone,

watching the flames climb the walls,

melting all the little glow-in-the-dark stars

that she glued to the ceiling.

Trapped in a box of living fl...

Well...

look at that.

He had me doing all this soldier stuff,

basic military crap

that the robot already knew.

And then he started barking orders at me

like some crazy drill sergeant

from one of those Tauron war movies.

Doesn't sound like much of a test.

Yeah, I know.

But he just kept it up,

making me do things over and over again.

You know, it just pissed me off so much,

I wanted to reach out and snap him.

What?

My God!

I'm such a frakking idiot.

Don't you see it, Lace?

That's exactly what he wanted me to do.

He wants you to break his neck?

No, no, no, to react.

He knows that I'm never gonna admit that I'm in the robot.

So he's trying to trick me into revealing myself.

Zoe, are you still sure

that it would be the worst thing if you did,

you know, come out to him?

Yes.

Are you kidding?

Lace, the man lied to me when he put me in the robot.

If he really thought of me as his daughter,

he would've never have done the things that he did.

But it doesn't matter, because at the end of the day

he just used me to save his fat military contract.

Business first, same old Daddy.

And you know what, if I were to tell him

that I was in there now, he would just use me again.

Maybe in ways that were even worse.

Okay, so you know what, he can't know.

Okay.

Okay, so what are you gonna do?

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Follow every order no matter how stupid,

Refuse to let him under my skin.

I have to turn me off,

just be the robot.

Can you even do that anymore?

This is my place.

At least it's the game's version of my place.

It's locked.

Someone's taken possession.

Tamara?

Maybe. Try knocking.

Tammy?

Tammy!

What? Who the frak is it?

I'm Joseph Adama. Who the frak are you?

Adama, Adama, Adama.

Uh, you know,

that doesn't mean frak-all to me.

- No, no. - Bye-bye.

Don't let him take his Holoband off.

Come here!

What is this?

No, no, let me go. Let me go.

Sit down.

Put your frakkin' hands down.

All right, and don't even think about touching your Holoband.

Okay, okay, you got it. Whatever you say.

- All right. - All right?

- Hands down. - You're gonna sit down,

and you're gonna answer my questions.

I got it, I got it.

What the frak have you done to my place?

Clear.

There's no one else here.

No, no, of course not. It's just me.

That's...look, you want my stash, right?

All right, you take my stash.

I don't want any trouble.

I don't want your drugs.

I'm looking for a young girl.

Oh, well, you just should have said something

in the first place, because I could get you

a really sweet piece of tail.

She's my daughter, you motherfrakker.

All right, look, I told you,

I would absolutely help you if I could do any...

This girl, have you seen her?

Oh, frak, yeah, yeah.

This is, uh... this is the dead girl, right?

This is the dead girl.

The dead girl?

Well, yeah, I mean, that's what all the players are calling her.

She's like a new part of the program,

new character.

You can't kill her 'cause she's already dead.

Very bad mojo, you know?

Where can we find her?

- I don't know. - Come on!

They said they saw her at that club.

What's it called?

Mysteries. Maybe Mysteries.

Where the hell's that?

What's it to you, Pops?

They just busted in, just now.

They just busted in here, man. They just busted in.

I'm just looking for my daughter.

And how could the dead chick be your daughter?

Doesn't compute, 'cause she's part of the game.

Well, if you help me find her,

I'll pay you.

We don't play for the cubits, man.

Your bitch-ass daughter took out two of my friends.

Hey, watch your frakkin' mouth when you talk about her!

You're not gonna have to listen to it much longer.

Hey, you guys got a beef with him,

just leave me out of it, all right?

I was just looking to score,

and this jagoff said he could help me.

All right.

Just step away.

We'll deal with you later.

Sure. Absolutely.

Whatever you say.

Sorry, Pops.

I'll be sure to say hi to your daughter,

your little girl, if I...

Frak you.

Damn it!

Are you all right?

No, I'm not all right.

I got shot, and it frakkin' hurts.

It's just a graze.

I'm not gonna de-rez.

Now get out.

What?

Get your pink newbie cheeks out of this game,

and don't come back in

until you've got your frakkin' head on straight.

No, but my daugh...I gotta get my...

Yeah, you're no good to her if you're gonna freeze

every time some dirtbag shoves a gun in your face.

I thought Taurons had bigger stones.

Did the cabbie see him?

No, it was just me.

Are you sure it's the same car?

Yes, I'm sure.

It was the same car that I saw in the city

wrapped around the tree the other day.

Well, that's just not possible unless, I mean...

I know, unless I'm frakkin' nuts. Right, Clarice?

No, I'm just saying that there's probably

lots of cars out there that look like that

and lots of drivers too.

And I think that it was perfectly acceptable,

given everything that you've been through.

You know, I think it's all really about Zoe.

Did you ask Daniel about the avatar?

Yeah.

He said that the code was unstable or something,

That...

that it wasn't her, that...

you know what, it's the last thing I need anyway,

is to start seeing more dead people.

No.

And now I feel terrible.

I don't think you should be alone.

I'm fine, really.

I'll be okay.

Um, look, I've got to go.

It's...we're having a barbecue.

I'll call you later. Bye.

Okay, bye.

Oh, look at that.

It certainly is a beautiful day, isn't it?

Isn't it?

You know what a "tell" is?

It's an unconscious gesture,

a look or a twitch, that gives away

the strengths or the weaknesses of a cardplayer's hands.

It's inconspicuous, but a good player knows to look for it.

And you showed me yours, as much as yelled at me,

"I'm in here, Daddy!"

So why are we still playing this game?

I know it's you.

But if you want to keep

hiding behind a quarter ton of metal, fine.

Just don't kid yourself.

Don't think for a second

it's because of anything that I did.

Because I kept my side of the bargain.

I took you out of a virtual playground

and brought you into the real world.

But I guess you can't handle that, huh?

However brilliant you may be,

maybe deep down inside,

you're still just the same, scared little girl

that you always were.

Your mother and I,

we set the bar pretty high,

and maybe you were scared that you couldn't measure up,

so you had to condemn us.

I understand that. That's only natural.

But the entire big, bad, adult world?

Was it really easier to blow up a train of innocent people

than to face up to your own biggest fear,

which, let's face it, is life itself, isn't it?

'cause life is scary and brutal and unpredictable,

and you gotta make choices like that.

And sometimes you make the wrong ones.

Maybe I've made some wrong choices too.

But you keep moving on.

And if you're lucky,

maybe you get to create something that lasts,

has some meaning.

I still love you.

No matter what you did, no matter what...

no matter what you are,

Crazy as this is,

I know you're not really even her.

You are all of her

that I have left.

So please,

talk to me.

Please.

All right, I didn't want to have to do this.

I know what the robot's tolerances are.

I'm betting they exceed yours.

Now if you want this to end at any time,

all you've got to do is take four steps forward,

and walk out of the circle.

And then I'll know,

for a fact, that it's you.

All right?

Because meanwhile...

I'm ordering the U-87 to stay.

Guess you don't knock, huh?

Stopped about the same time you stopped answering.

She always signed her name like that.

That's a little flower.

What the hell, let me see that.

Hey.

You gave the ferryman the coins,

you sent her on her way.

Shannon too.

Tell me, Sam.

What goes through your head when you kill someone?

I'm sorry, what?

I...

How do you do what you do?

I mean, murder someone in cold blood?

Are you frakking kidding me?

What the frak kind of question is that?

How do...

Is this about the Graystone thing again?

- No! - Because that's done.

- You're safe. - No, please. Sam, I promise.

Then what is this about?

- No, I just... - You just what?

Forget it.

You tell yourself it's not real.

Why?

Look, I'm only telling you this because

if you need to know, you better know.

You tell yourself it's not real.

And then...

then they're not people shooting at you anymore,

they're...targets.

And the whole thing becomes just a game.

Guess that's the place, huh?

According to our junkie friend.

Do you really think she'd be here?

That's what the junkie said.

Look, there's a stage act inside.

The host fires riddles at the audience.

Avoid him.

Just follow my lead and be cool, okay?

Fine. Let's go.

Whoa! Check your guns first.

No weapons allowed in the club.

Come on!

You don't have to tell me

that a good man is hard to find.

But there's got to be one brave soul amongst you

who's willing to risk the ultimate price

for the possibility of the ultimate reward.

An epiphany.

A privileged peek into the mysteries

that could show our hero how to win

this crazy game.

All you have to do

Is answer tonight's riddle.

What?

No takers?

Well, then...

How about you, sir?

What do you say, folks?

Is this stranger our new Prometheus?

Stranger, stranger, stranger,stranger.

Boys!

Stranger, stranger, stranger,stranger.

Take it easy, guys, come on.

Stranger, stranger, stranger,stranger.

Listen, I'm sorry, I don't know what this is all about.

- I'm just... - Why, this is all about you,

right now.

Well, I'm just looking for someone.

Aren't we all?

I'm...I'm trying to find a girl.

It's my daughter.

Pretty.

Wish I had her hair.

Maybe we can help each other out.

Answer tonight's riddle and all will be revealed.

Well, what if I don't answer your riddle?

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.

There's a price for failure,

but such a reward for success!

Come now, don't you wanna find your little girl?

The sacred vessel, please.

Hey! Lay off!

"As the gods overthrew the titans,"

"so has man overthrown the gods."

"But when man visits his sins upon his children,"

"How shall he be repayed?"

Come on. Say something.

- What, you didn't hear it? - Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Um, okay...

Look, I don't have an answer for you, I'm just...

Won't you even try?

The ultimate reward for the ultimate risk.

No, I'm just trying to find my daughter, that's all!

Please, folks.Tammy?

Tammy!

Baby!

Tammy, please.

Pity.

The stench of a coward offends me.

Hey.

Take him away.

Get off of me.

Get off of me!

Tammy!

All right, all right.

Okay, let me go.

Let go of me!

Don't come back.

Motherfrakkers.

What'd I say about staying cool, counselor?

You know, you're lucky we're both still alive.

Hey, you want your gun back or not?

Oh, yeah.

Hey...

hey, who drew that flower?

Who drew that?

I don't know what you're talking about, man.

That's Tammy's sign.

She was here.

You sure?

Frakking Amp-heads.

What are you doing?

Like you said, in here,

you're either quick or you're dead.

I'll be quick.

You freeze.

Anybody else wants to stay in this frakking game

better clear out now.

I said now!

♫ time after time ♫

♫ it's the same old story ♫

Where is she?

Where's my daughter?

Look at this place.

Deader than a doornail, and on a Saturday night.

Where is she?

Where's my daughter?

You freak!

She was here.

Okay?

She was here.

In fact, she's the only reason

we've been drawing a crowd all month.

What?

What are you talking about?

She was right here on the stage,

seeking answers to the afterlife.

Came right up, unlike her daddy.

When she answered the riddle wrong,

we discovered she had the power to transcend life and death.

It was quite a show.

Maybe she's found the answers

that everyone's searching for.

Or maybe she is the answer.

If you find her...

if you find her,

tell her I'll give her star billing

if she comes back.

Hell, I'll even pay her.

Real cubits..

The game speaks through all of us differently.

Changes us in ways that we can't expect.

Stick around long enough, it'll happen to you.

- Let's go. - Back door.

Come back anytime.

Happy Hour's on Wednesdays.

I don't get it.

How could she be opening secret doors in here?

What's happening to her?

Maybe the other players are right,

she is a part of this place.

No.

She wasn't meant to be part of some sick game.

She's my daughter.

She's my little girl.

My gods...

they're all her signs.

What's happening to her?

Seems like your daughter has found a home.

Maybe it's time you went back to yours.

Excuse me, Amanda. You have a visitor.

Dr. Thomas Vergis.

Vergis?

Tell him Daniel's down in the lab.

He's asking for you.

I told him you were busy, but he was very insistent.

All right, show him in.

Welcome, Dr. Burgess.

Dr. Graystone.

How can I help you?

Are you familiar with Tauron customs?

I noticed your gloves.

I suspect that you're also in mourning.

Some might call it mourning, yes.

Two of my employees were murdered, uh,

beaten to death during a break-in at my plant.

Oh, my gods, I didn't know.

I am so sorry.

The thieves took something called an MCP.

It's a key element in a Caprican defense contract

that my company's competing for.

It's a contract for a robotic soldier.

And just days later, the contract was awarded

to Graystone Industries.

It seems that Daniel had suddenly developed

an identical MCP of his own.

Well, look at that.

Caesar really likes you.

Tell you what.

We'll do one more test,

and then we'll call it a day.

Scanner up.

Now here's the deal...

I love my dog.

But I love my daughter even more,

and if there's even a slight chance

that some small part of her is tangled up

in your alloy skeleton, I've got to know.

Are you trying to say that my husband

stole your MCP,

and murdered those people?

No.

Not personally, no.

He doesn't have the courage for that.

This is my husband that you're talking about.

If you knew him, you would know that

this is not even remotely possible.

The question is "Do you know him?"

I don't give a frak who you think my husband killed.

He's my husband.

Get out of my house.

U-87, take the gun.

And I'm gonna count to five.

And I want you...

to shoot the dog.

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

Five.

You didn't miss.

They were blanks.

U-87, shut yourself down.

Sweetheart?

On.

I can't believe it.

He actually made you shoot Caesar?

With blanks.

The funny thing is,

as soon as I picked up the gun, I knew.

The robot knew.

The weight was off by a tiny fraction,

quarter rounds instead of full.

Well, thank gods.

You wanna know something?

If they were full,

I might've pointed the gun at him.

Zoe, he's your father.

At least he's...yeah.

Get me out of here, Lace.

Before I do something I really regret.