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Previously on Caprica...

We're racing to meet a military deadline,

if I miss it, I may lose my company.

You know we have a critical deadline to meet

and only one working robot.

It might be good if you were a bit more focused.

Yeah, yes... yes, sir.

Vergis told me something awful about Daniel.

I don't know if it's true.

Two of my employees were murdered.

The thieves took a sophisticated military computer chip.

Are you trying to say that my husband

killed those people?

My daughter's alive in V-World,

but I need a guide to find her.

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'm being challenged for the leadership of the S.T.O.

by Barnabas.

If the leadership on Gemenon

thinks we can't control our own S.T.O. cell...

Then trying to get our hands

on Zoe's apotheosis program is pointless.

A group known as Soldiers of The One

is responsible for the bombing.

Look at the way the bike chain is drawn.

It's Barnabas calling for a meeting.

I have to get Zoe's robot to Gemenon.

She says it's critical, but I don't know why.

What is it exactly that you need from me?

You got some, uh, cargo you want to move off-world, what?

I can't believe that Barnabas won't help me.

He won't help you unless you're S.T.O.

I'll become S.T.O.

I exist inside a robot.

Only my best friend, Lacy, knows.

My part of the plan is getting the robot out of Daniel's lab.

I'm Rachel from V-Match.

Oh, hey, hi.

I thought looking like the most hated girl in the twelve worlds

would keep all the pervs away from me in the V-Club.

I already have another date with cute lab boy.

See, my point is that a robot could benefit

from being in the real world.

You know, let it out, explore.

Get it out of the lab.

No.

Graystone stock has dropped 37%,

causing many to speculate that he will have to sell assets,

perhaps even the C-Bucs.

The Caprican red-tailed raptor has a larger wingspan

and is primarily a night hunter.

Look, I know people don't always present themselves

accurately in V-World,

but Rachel's already admitted that she tweaked her avatar

to look like someone else.

Who?

Zoe Graystone.

Okay.

Come on, aren't you a little curious

why she won't let you see her in person?

She will when she's ready.

And by then, it won't matter what she looks like,

only how we feel about each other.

You're a better man than I am, Philomon.

It's another motor-control glitch.

And you know you're not supposed to be smoking in here.

Sorry.

It's been like that for days.

Must be those mysterioso tests

Graystone put it through last week.

Yeah.

Poor girl hasn't been the same since.

It's okay.

I'm gonna take good care of you.

They need an answer now.

How much time will this buy me?

A month maybe.

But Philo has a new idea about how we can...

I don't...I don't need to know the details.

Just tell me we can pull this off,

make the military's deadline

of 100,000 robots by next month.

With this, we have a fighting chance.

Sell the team, and you might save the company.

All right.

Tell Vergis...

I'll sell him the team.

Where the frak is that ship?

I don't know.

It was all set up. It should be here.

Well, it's not frakkin' here, so what does that tell you?

Well...

Hello, Barnabas.

Hello, Willow.

What news?

The arms shipment you've all been waiting for,

you can forget about.

I've told your contacts

that you no longer have the S.T.O.'s sanction.

Really, flower?

Did that all on your own?

It's kind of cheeky.

You reached out to other cells.

While I've been trying to get everyone to lie low,

you've been trying to build a power base.

Wow, I am a bother.

What are you gonna do with me?

You gonna run off to S.T.O. Central on Gemenon and tell on me?

Look, Clarice,

sister, the leaders like action,

not crazy plans that make you into a bouncer

in some homemade heaven.

Think God's gonna pick out the chosen ones when they die?

Do you think you'd be saved?

Do you want to find out right now?

You'd die too.

You're a little boy, Barnabas.

You need to toe the line,

otherwise someone's gonna get hurt.

Control, we have the vehicle.

Proceeding North on Colonial Five at high speed.

Be advised,

suspect vehicle has been commandeered by a Cylon prototype.

Do not engage.

Copy that. SK-1, out.

It was once the widest bridge on Caprica

by one centimeter...

At a cost of 16.5 million cubits.

One million cars would cross over the bridge in its first month.

At a height of nearly 100 meters from mean sea level,

the bridge has also attracted its share of jumpers.

Few have survived the drop to the deep,

turbulent waters below.

Construction started nearly 40 years ago.

It took nearly three years to complete.

While steel-plate girders salvaged from the second bridge

made barges for constructing

the foundation of the O Street bridge,

unifying the long approaches and the distinctive central span

are heavy concrete railings.

Amanda.

Hey, Clarice, how are you?

Um, well, I'm just packing up a few things.

I'm off to Gemenon. - You're going Gemenon?

Yes, it's, um, it's a little business trip.

What's up?

I've been in my room for the last few days.

What about Daniel?

What about Daniel?

Have you thought about talking to him about this?

You know, maybe you should.

That would have to work both ways, wouldn't it?

Oh, he's got secrets too, has he?

We're gonna have dinner tonight.

I really think that you should talk to him, okay?

It's gonna be all right, Amanda.

Have a good trip.

Take care.

Heavenly father, grant us the strength

to fight those who have become blind

to the path of righteousness.

In the name of the one, we cast out the many.

So say we all.

So say we all.

Now it would be great if you guys weren't here.

You too, Keon

Lacy, stay.

Come over here.

I got something I want to show you.

This big enough to hold whatever you're hoping to ship to Gemenon?

Yeah. That'll work.

Look at the tag.

It's a green tag. What does that mean?

It means it's cleared customs all the way through Gemenon.

Exempt from inspections too.

Wow!

That's great. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now, you can't go for a week or so.

GDD's raised the alert level,

which means even a greeny can't get you out right now.

But that'll, uh, give you a chance

to really show me your gratitude.

Okay.

How?

I have a small task for you.

A small but important task.

Are you ready to serve our cause?

Yes, I am.

Clarice Willow.

Clarice? Sister Clarice?

Yeah.

What about her?

I want you to replace the fob on her car keys with this.

It matches the make and model of her car.

But why do you want to track her?

I guess I'm not supposed to ask why.

You guessed right.

I'm not...

Will you...

do this?

I will.

Welcome to my cell.

Joseph...

Joseph...

Joseph...

- It's disgusting. - He's sick.

I don't even recognize him anymore.

He needs comfort food.

He needs rehab.

Go out and get some organ meats.

What...how's that gonna help any?

He's going to come out of this,

and he is going to need his strength.

I should just rip this thing off his head.

No, you know you can't do that.

Dermatos stamos kythreaks.

He needs good Tauron stuff.

Now go.

Just look after him, okay?

This is stellar.

I'm glad you could come out and get a minute to come here.

Well, for you, I'd skip lunch every day.

I'd get all scrawny, but beauty of V-World...

you wouldn't have to know.

I bet you wonder what I really look like, don't you?

Nope.

It doesn't matter.

I like you no matter what, because I love your brain.

You are such a liar.

No, I'm serious.

You're the smartest person I know, and that's...

that's, like, the most beautiful thing.

Remember what you were saying about generative processes?

Genius.

It helped me a lot at work.

Yeah, I just meant that if your robot

could learn more if it was exposed to more environments.

Well, you're probably right,

but I don't think anyone's gonna let me take it out for a walk.

In fact, if this thing I'm trying now doesn't work out,

I'm not really sure what's gonna happen to it.

Oh, I smudged your glasses.

And I'm furious about it.

Barnabas, it's Lacy.

It's done.

Good girl.

Daniel, Colonel Sasha Patel

from military procurement to see you.

And here is where it all began.

The Holoband and the MCP?

Uh, no, but, actually, this is where

I first integrated the chip with the chassis

and the U-87 became active.

Remarkable.

I guess you could almost say

this is the birthplace of artificial life.

Almost.

And that life continues to mature.

We've made remarkable strides with the prototype.

It exceeds the contract's specs in every performance category.

It's a remarkable piece of hardware, Dr. Graystone.

- Thank you... Daniel, please. - Oh, Daniel!

Call me Daniel.

The problem is you still just have one.

Well, that's because we decided to optimize the chip

before we copied it and integrated it

into other robots.

I assure you, we are right on schedule

for our delivery date next month...

100,000 robots, as promised.

I suppose we should have anticipated this.

Anticipated what?

The difficulties of reverse engineering stolen technology.

I don't know where you get your information, Colonel,

- but I assure you... - Please.

..that's not what happened.

Defense may have turned a blind eye,

but down in procurement, we knew what we were getting into.

The problem is the potential for political embarrassment

increases the longer this thing drags on without results.

So we're moving your deadline up to the 7th.

That's next week.

Well, I think we both know

that if you can't get it done by then, you just can't do it.

Daniel.

SK-1 to control, we're losing our visual.

Heavy natural cover,

due to the higher altitude.

I knew if I left it on long enough,

you'd come check it out.

Like a kitten and a laser pointer.

Get out of my house!

Not really yours, is it?

It's a virtual, like you.

Nothing's real here, not even my pretty face.

What is that doing here? Who are you?

Relax. I'm a friend of your father's.

He's been in here looking for you.

Did you know that?

And what do you care?

I need you to help me with him.

At first, I thought it might be better

to let him find you, but this is not better.

I don't believe you.

It's true.

He missed his own son's ink day.

He's using amp.

He's lost.

Tamara, he needs your help.

Well, he's real.

I'm a ghost.

What do you think we can do to help him?

Since we know that our problem's

replicating the MCP stem from these, uh, generative anomalies

in the chip's code, I started thinking

about building a kind of, uh,

psych profile for the U-87.

It may take a couple of weeks,

- but we could use it to, uh, tag and preserve... - Psych profile?

Yeah, all the anomalies allowing us

to create a clean copy of the chip

that we could use as a template to mass-produce it.

No, no, let me tell you what we're going to do.

We're going to treat those anomalies of yours like a cancer.

We'll irradiate the chip and burn them off.

And then we'll take the original MCP

and use that as a template

and start cranking out new copies tomorrow, all right?

But we'd be destroying the original in the process,

along with everything that makes this prototype distinctive,

everything that...that makes it...

What, unique?

A nifty poker player?

Sweet Aphrodite, I don't know why

I've put up with your crap for so long.

It is a robot, Doctor.

It's not a pet, and it's definitely not a person.

It's a robot.

It's no different than your fancy cell phone.

And right now I don't need a cell phone

that will check my mail and wipe my ass!

I need a cell phone that works!

Now, if you want a job to come back to tomorrow,

you will burn the chip clean, understood?

- Yes, sir. - Thank you.

No, tonight.

Philo's unlocking the door at 10:00 tonight,

and he's expecting to see me...well, Rachel,

for the robot-watching tour.

But it's not gonna be me. It's gonna be you.

And you're gonna tell him

that this is what you really look like and

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

- It can't be tonight. - And then you know what?

You're gonna stun-gun him.

But please be gentle, all right?

Because he's really a good boy.

And then you're gonna load me into the box...

And we can do that.

We just have to wait, that's all.

A week probably.

I don't have a week.

I don't have a day.

Damn it, Lacy, I knew you'd be frakking something up!

There's nothing I can do!

You're doing the same thing that you did to original Zoe!

That's not fair!

No, you know what? Guess what?

They're gonna make copies of my chip, Lace.

And the way they do that

is they have to destroy the original, which is me, okay?

They're not doing it later. They're doing it now.

And maybe that isn't even real to you,

because I don't even seem real to you, but I am.

Inside of here, I am real.

I know. I know that.

They're pulling me back in the robot, Lacy.

- Please, don't let it happen to me! - Zoe!

Zoe, I'm sorry!

Don't you look nice?

I thought we were going out.

My love, why go out when we can put

some of my little-used culinary skills to work?

Here...

Sit.

Almost.

I had to make some hard choices today,

choices I probably should have made a long time ago, but...

Now, I finally feel like things

are getting on the right track.

Do you remember how I...

was when we first met?

Oh, a little...

a little wild.

A little crazy, actually.

But it was hard to be crazy around you.

Somehow you repelled it.

You were always so sane.

I could always count on you to be you.

Well, I find it hard to be anyone else, really.

Daniel, Vergis told me that you stole his chip

- and killed two of his employees. - I'm sorry...

Vergis told you...?

What?

When did he tell you? Where was I?

You were out. He came by.

Here?

Yes.

The stones on that guy.

Tell me it isn't true.

Well...

It's...

it's complicated.

Hello?

I was told to come here.

I hear you.

Who's there?

Step into the light.

Daddy.

Tammy.

It's you.

Oh, baby.

Oh, thank the gods!

Thank Jupiter. I prayed.

Dad...

I don't want you following me anymore.

This place is bad for you.

No, baby, I just found you.

You're killing yourself with that stuff.

What, the amp?

- Okay, no more. - You're wasting your life.

I don't want you watching me,

because if that's all you do,

that's all you'll ever do.

- Baby. - I'm sorry.

Tammy.

Ah! No!

I love you, dad.

Hey.

She's gone.

It's okay.

She's really gone.

Come here.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm really sorry about this.

Look, I know you can't understand what I'm saying.

Like Dr. Graystone says...

You're not really a person.

Stop. Please.

Philo, it's me, the robot.

And I'm Rachel too.

You said you didn't really care what I looked like

in the real world.

I'm not really a robot, okay? I'm not just a robot.

I'm Zoe Graystone, and I am trapped in here.

My father put me in this body after I died, okay?

- Help! Help! Dr. Graystone! - And I can get to Gemenon

if you help me.

Philo, don't do this right now, okay?

Help me!

I need to escape.

My friend let me down,

and my father tried to hurt me, okay?

You're the only one that cares about me right now.

Please...

I need you.

I told you it didn't matter what you looked like...

and it doesn't.

Thank you.

Take me to the truck.

Stash me there until they open the ports back up again

and put me in a box and ship me to Gemenon.

There are people there

that know what my purpose really is.

- Okay? - Okay.

No!

You have no idea what it means

to build something or to work hard for anything!

It's all just been handed to you, Zoe!

Military says it's about 200 klicks northwest of here.

They're setting up a roadblock now.

Poor kid.

It's designed to defend itself.

Whatever Philomon was doing, it must have perceived a threat.

I always knew it had sentience.

It doesn't...it doesn't mean anything else.

What else would it mean?

Just make sure none of those trigger-happy grunts

cut loose on it, all right?

We need it back in one piece.

What?

What?

They're saying this incident proves

we've lost control of the project.

I'm not sure we're getting it back.

Who is saying that?

It's coming from the top brass.

If they had any idea...

what this chip has cost me.

You don't like me much, Sasha.

But you're willing to break bread with me

if it serves your purpose.

Thank you for a lovely evening, Mr. Vergis.

Wow, even a Tauron gets fancy "thank-you"s

when he promises robots that work

and a share of civilian applications.

You get the company, you get the contract.

Guaranteed.

Uh, sure I can't drop you?

No, thanks.

- Protect yourself. - Oh, why, thank you.

Good evening, Tomas.

Good evening.

I took you out of a virtual playground

and brought you into the real world!

But I guess you couldn't handle it, huh?

It's not a pet, and it's definitely not a person.

Oh, God!

Zoe! Zoe!

I'm sorry!

Barnabas, I can't wait any longer.

I've got to go now! - Lacy, you shouldn't be here.

No, let her stay.

- Barnabas. - She wanted to serve the cause,

let her see how well she served it.

How is the sister?

Approaching a light on State and Harbor.

They must be headed to the spaceport

for their little flight to Gemenon.

Ah, well, it's gonna be a shorter trip

than she realizes.

- You put a bomb in her car. - No...

You did, actually.

Sorry about the seats.

I mean, we were lucky to get a flight.

The GDD alert, you know...

Everything's booked.

The key's the key, Lacy.

It now contains a digital relay

linked to a cell number.

A phone call will cause it to detonate

a very large bomb in the trunk.

They'll probably decide she was a terrorist...

back when she was in one piece instead of, you know,

thin jelly.

Your boyfriend designed it.

He's a young man of many useful talents.

So...

this is what the S.T.O. wanted...

to kill Sister Clarice.

No, it's what I wanted.

But as far as you're concerned, I am the S.T.O. leadership.

Then you both used me.

Welcome to the deep-end, little one.

It's always deeper than you think.

SK-1 to control,

suspect vehicle is headed right for the roadblock.

Copy, SK-1.

Alpha Company,

van now four klicks from your position,

approaching at high speed.

Use of force authorized to disable vehicle only.

Do not harm the prototype.

Roger that.

Nice and tight!

Okay, good.

Alpha Company in position.

Ready.

What is it?

I've lost the GPS signal.

I can't get any input from the stoplight cameras.

Frakkin' technology.

Place is gonna be jammed

with people trying to get Off-World.

I don't care.

I just want to shut that little bastard down.

I just hope we get the sanction to terminate him personally.

Hold your fire!

This is Alpha Company. We have contact.

Hold position!

Should we approach?

Negative, negative. No movement.

Got it.

Oh, the Pantheon Bridge.

There they are.

Gotcha.

Keon...

You don't have to do this.

It's okay.

This is your moment.

You want to be a terrorist?

Let's see some terror.

Do it...

or you can forget about getting your shipment to Gemenon.

In fact, you can forget about the rest of your life,

'cause it'll end right here...

along with his.

Yeah?

Someone is gonna die today, little girl.

You choose.

Oh, my God!

Two of my employees were murdered.

It's complicated.

Seeing my dead brother... dead brother.

I lost my mind.

It's complicated.

Take cover!

Move!

Oh, my God!

Kaboom.

This is Graystone.