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Previously on "Talamasca"...

You're gonna use the 7-5-2
to bring down the Talamasca?

Once and for all.

Are you even sure you know
what you're looking for?

I need two exit packs.

I'm getting out of here
and I'm taking someone with me.

-Doris. You don't know her.
-Who?

You'll need a passport photo
and an alias.

Your mother's been
in hiding 16 years now.

What's it gonna take for her
to come out into the light?

You're looking for something,
aren't you?

Something more
than just the book.

I need you to find
someone for me.

My sister is all I have.

I'll do anything to find her.

Do you understand?

Oh. Come on.

You're taking the piss, mate.

You and I both know
that's not who they really are.

These are con artists.
Grifters.

How can you say that?
They're helping people.

Where are we going?

Helping groupies into the back

of their disease-ridden limos
is who they're helping.

I mean, "We Are the World"?

More like you're a bunch
of coked-up pop stars

who can't even sing.

What are we doing down here?

Why won't the Deputy
Minister see me in his office?

Deputy Minister?

Oh, you're way past him, mate.

Oh, way past him.

Well... here we are.

Good luck.

Who are you?

My name... is Housman.

Do you know why you're here?

Well, it has come
to our attention

that you murdered two vampires

in Marseille last week.

Your wife...
and her lover.

They had it coming.

Oh, I'm sure they did.
Caught in the act.

Jealousy, rage,

et cetera, et cetera.

And I'm sure the
surviving members of the coven

will be forgiving
about the entire business.

I can hardly wait
to discuss it with them.

There's no reason to do that.

Oh, on the contrary,
there is every reason.

It's the Talamasca's
bread and butter.

It's what we do.

You brought me all the way
here just to tell me that?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, I brought you here
to demonstrate

our vast benevolence.

To offer you a way out.

What the hell is this?

I think you see what it is.

You want me to kill her.

Kill her?

Please.

I'm not a monster.

Why me?

Because you are just
good enough and no better.

This is against everything
my kind believes.

It isn't who we are.

Who you are is a murderer
in a tight spot.

Something for something,
my friend.

Quid pro quo.

I can't find it.

And there's no sign of our chum

or his mystery girl.

Where is it?

Uh... uh...

Come on.
It's not here.

Right.
Just this then?

-Cheers.
-What are you doing?

Leaving.

Just like that?

Yes.

I don't want you to get hurt.

We can't just run off together.

Why not?

Guy.

...on a houseboat here
at the Maida Vale Canal.

As you can see,

multiple Metropolitan Police
units are on the scene

and have cordoned off...
Aw, shit.

...the surrounding area.
Doris!

Run that CCTV
as quick as possible.

Right, guv'nor.

You gotta be kidding me.

Ridge!
For Christ's sake!

Did they call you on this?

I heard it from dispatch.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Hough was spouting off
around the station last night.

You went around them
on that DNA from Hepworth Lane?

He ain't happy.
Is he ever happy?

He's your boss, ain't he?
Do yourself a favor.

Stick to your knitting
for a couple of days.

Oh, come on, Marty.
I just want to look around.

You might regret that.

Looks like some dogs
or something got in there.

It's a real mess.

Let the leads have first crack

before you go shoving
your nose in.

Give them an hour or two.
Yeah?

It should have been me.

What the hell
are you talking about?

This is what happens
when people get close to me.

First Keves, now the witches.

Hey!

I need you both to come with me.

Now.

Hey! Move it!

This is fucking bullshit.

On what basis
are you taking us in?

-Save your breath.
-No, seriously.

We'll take it down
word for word at the station.

Really?
In you go.

This way.

May I help you?

I'm here to see
Dr. Jameson.

Oh.
Oh, I'm sorry.

There's no one here
by that name.

Oh. Cute.

Dr. Melville then,
my white whale.

I'm here from Amsterdam.

I didn't receive
any call from Amsterdam.

Of course you didn't.
This is that call.

We can get on the horn

and rouse an elder at
headquarters, if you'd prefer.

But I guarantee
by the end of that conversation,

you'll be on your way
to cleaning bedpans

at the field clinic in Winnipeg.

Let her in, Patricia.

And then there's one
of you following the man

who wound up dead
next to Keves Papadouris.

And Keves? Well,
Her best friend.

That's you,

lives on a houseboat
in Maida Vale.

Same houseboat which happens to
be the scene of a mass murder.

Same houseboat
I found the two of you

looking down at this morning
just hours after the crime.

Never seen those trainers
before in your life. Eh?

It's been a long time.

Some tea please, Patricia.

Can we get you anything?

No. Thank you.

Why don't you have a seat
and we can talk?

What a good idea.

It's all circumstantial.
Everything you're saying.

I don't know anything
about any of these murders.

And neither does Doris.

I mean, all I'm hearing
is coincidences and guesses,

but not a shred
of forensic evidence

that ties either of us
to a crime.

Forensic evidence, perhaps not,

but photographic evidence...

Who's this?

No idea.

I'm sorry.
Doesn't ring a bell.

Ding, ding, ding.

Tell me what happened
to my sister.

I don't know.

I haven't known for years.

They kicked me out
of the program

once my utility
had been exhausted.

Just like the Talamasca, eh?

Use you for what they need
and then toss you aside.

What was the program for?

What did you want with Emma?

I suppose you have
a right to know.

You could have five more
photos like this

or 5,000.
It wouldn't matter.

Ei incumbit probatio qui
dicit, non qui negat.

Oof. Clever clogs.

What does that mean?

It means that we don't
have to explain these pictures,

or who we're friends with
or how we like our eggs,

because the law presumes
that we didn't do a damn thing.

But, hey, if you think that

you've got enough evidence here

to convince a jury
to convict us of murder

based on some blurry pictures
of me kind of sort of

maybe in the same vicinity
as this lady,

I mean, best of luck.

The program was
created to identify children

of outsized talent,

and your sister proved
to be the most talented of all.

Because of her memory?

Yes, it was extraordinary.

Unnatural.

You could ask her how many
bricks there were in a building

she'd walked past
two days before.

Or the precise weather
for any day of her life.

She was always right.

She could remember passages
from any text.

And then entire books verbatim
after reading them only once.

That's when we took her
to Amsterdam,

where her training really began.

She was exactly what
we'd been looking for.

Last night I received
a DNA report on hair,

blood and skin gathered
at Keves Papadouris' flat,

but belonging to neither victim.

Belonging instead
to a third person.

For the first 10 years,
she flourished.

It was a miracle watching
what she took in.

Flourished?

Emma grew up alone
in Amsterdam without her family.

Why would you do that to her?

She's not like the rest of us.

Not anymore.

And she hasn't been called Emma
since she left London.

Okay. My DNA would be on
Keves, should be, okay?

We were...

We were together the night
before she was killed.

Well, that's a wrinkle
to add to my elbow.

But DNA wasn't yours.

Belongs to your friend.

Helen's her name.

Right?

Now does it ring a bell?

It's her DNA that's
all over the flat.

We let your sister
pick a new name.

She called
herself... Doris.

Doris?

You're not gonna charge us
with a crime.

I can tell.

That means
that you can't hold us.

Come on, Doris, we're going.

With all that fancy Latin
falling out your pockets,

I'm sure you passed the
American bar with flying colors.

But on my side of the pond,

I can arrest you
and hold you for 24 hours

on suspicion of perverting
the course of justice.

So do me a favor.

Sit tight.

This is Agent Wakefield
from MI5.

I'll be taking over from here.

There was unrest
in the Talamasca.

If leadership hadn't done
what they did,

the organization would
have been torn apart

long ago from within

by those who wished to use
all our knowledge for evil.

Once we had a safe backup,

we had to destroy all the
original texts and information

in order to protect
the greater good.

The 7-5-2 worked.

The program was a success.

Stop.

If nothing else, I'm the
one who brought these two in.

I'm the one who's been
working this case,

who put the damn pieces
together.

-She can't just barge in.
-Enough.

You're the one that pissed
all over the command chain.

That's what you've done.

I have my controller's order

and the signed approval
of your direct supervisor.

One question.

If I called MI5 right now

and asked them
to verify an Agent Wakefield,

what would they say?

Because they're professionals,

they'll say they never heard
of an Agent Wakefield.

But if you give them
this badge number

along with my verification
password,

Zephyr, you'll be connected
to my section chief.

Phone number's on the back.

Ridge.

If I were you,
I wouldn't go near that phone.

Right. Come on, you two.

Where's Helen?

We were supposed to meet her.

Where?

Waterloo.
She has our passports.

Guy, listen.
I think it's a trap.

We can't trust Helen anymore.

I'm sorry.

She's betrayed us all.

It's right there. She has it.

She has the fucking book.

Doris!

Drive!

Doris!

Wait, wait. No!

Hey!

We need to go.

Shut the boot!
What are you doing?

Daylight!

Jesus!

Helen?

Jay, I need your help.
Can you talk?

Are you on your own?

Helen. Helen, stop!

Interpol has a red notice out
for you for a double murder.

They've matched your DNA.

How did they get my DNA?

And they want you in
for questioning

about a mass killing
in Maida Vale.

What the hell is going on?

Olive.

Guy.
What are you doing?

You can let me out now.

Can you hear me?

Guy!
What the fuck?

Guy?

It's just a scrapbook.

That's exactly what I told you.

You didn't tell me what you are.

Does it change anything?

Yes.

I don't understand.

If you're a vampire,
how do you hide your...

When we first met,

you called me a liar.

I'm not sure what
that makes you.

Well, now you see.

Now you understand why I have...

Just stop, okay?

We're getting out of
the country,

and we're going
our separate ways.

You understand?

Guy.

Would you just
tell me the truth?

Doris.

I wouldn't know where to start.

If you can't tell me...

show me.

Let me in.

Guy.

Let... me in.

Okay.

I was taken from home
when I was very young.

My parents were both dead.
My sister and I were separated.

I was taken to Amsterdam.

I spent most of my time
inside a library.

The books, the knowledge,
it was everything I wanted.

And then they took it all away.

They said it was inside me,

that they didn't need
the books...

because I was the library now.

The 7-5-2 isn't a book, Guy.

It's you.

After the fire,
everything changed.

Talamasca minders would come
to extract information.

They told me that I was
a vital part of some mission

to keep the peace between the
mortal and the immortal worlds.

And then, when I was old enough,

they... made me
into what I am today

so that they could
keep me forever

and use me forever.

They moved me from Amsterdam.

They hid me.

I had no one, I was miserable.

I was a tool.

I didn't even know what for.

But you're powerful.
Couldn't you just...

No. They'd made me
into a vampire.

But a weak one.

I was immortal, yes,

but I couldn't freeze time
or read other people's minds.

I felt trapped.
I had to get out.

You escaped?

Yeah.

And then I met Keves.

She had just lost her mum,
and she was just a kid.

So I took care of her,
watched her grow up.

She gave my life meaning.

When she found out that
people were getting close to me

like Archie, she couldn't help
but get involved.

You killed Archie.

But I was too late
to save Keves.

And then you showed up.

Keves got hurt
because she got close to me.

The witches were massacred
because they took me in.

And now I have hurt my sister

because the police think

that she is the one
who killed Archie.

Your sister?

Helen.

Fiona to me.

I was Emma back then.

They tried to change
everything about us.

They tried to wipe away
everything about who we were,

but they couldn't.

Because we're identical twins

and twins share an awful lot,

including our blood.

The detective had the right DNA.

But the wrong twin.

Does she know?

That you're, um...

what you are?

I know everything

in every single book
I've ever read,

but I have no idea

what my sister knows about me.

We're about to find out.

Yes.

Director Houseman.

Intercepted an all-ports
warning, sir.

Well, there you are.

They're gonna try
and flee the country.

I want agents
fanned out across the city.

And what about the other thing?

Yes.

He's served his purpose.
Hmm?

Led us straight to her.

The team is standing by.

Clean it up.

Thank you.
Alright.

Are you okay?

It's just...

I thought that if I found
the book, the 7-5-2,

that maybe I would get
closer to finding my mom.

Excuse me.

Yeah, we're getting out.

Where are you?

The girl's a damn vampire.

She killed Highsmith.

They're on their way
to Waterloo now.

And they have the 7-5-2.

I'm coming back to you.

Ah!

We got him.

I've had enough of this.

You've gone too far.

What the fuck
are you yapping about?

I know what you did
in Maida Vale,

and I won't put up
with any more of it.

You won't put up
with any more of it?

No, I will not.

And what exactly
are you going to do?

File a grievance form?

Bury me in org charts?

What power exactly

do you think you possess?

It's not mine to possess.

That's how powerful it is.

You've no idea
what you're toying with, Jasper.

You are a flea bouncing
off the hard dick

of our immortal history.

And you landed under
a fucking tidal wave.

And yet I stand.

Hey!

Get the fuck off me!

Go. Restraints.
Go!

Roll and lift.

Oh, shit.

Come on.

In here.

Okay?

Hey.

Isn't that the one
from New York?

Your attention please.

The red line
is going to be closed.

Red line is going to be closed.

Please refer to
the track nine program.

Thank you.

Can you see her?

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

I'm so sorry to bother you.

-I need the police.
-Sorry?

I'm wanted.
Why?

For a double murder.

Ah ha.
Very funny, ma'am.

Behind the yellow line, please.

Is this funny?

Thank you.

There in the blue jacket,
she just...

Wait. They'll see you.

Shit.

I'm so sorry.

She pulled a gun out on me.
Says she murdered two people.

Oh.

♪ To see what he could see,
see, see ♪

♪ But all that he could see,
see, see ♪

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.

You are very gifted, Guy.

I do know
that you care about me.

If I want you
to know something, you will.

I'm so sorry.

Go.

We can't blow our cover.

I'm sorry.

She seemed
to really care about you.

It's almost like you're family.

I'm so sorry.

I'm gonna be right back.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Oh, Ridge.

I thought you were sleeping
in the doghouse.

Oh, that's just Hough.

Butterfly flaps its wings
in Leeds,

he goes from hugging you
to kicking you.

I'm doing the grunt work.
You know how it is.

I'll take her in.

Watch your head.

You don't look much

like a homicidal maniac, do you?

It's always a mistake to
underestimate a woman of my age.

I'm gonna tell you a secret.

I'm not supposed to be here.
I've been suspended.

And if my supervisor knew
I was picking you up,

I'd be busted down
to desk duty in Croydon

if I came out the good side
of his ass.

Why are you telling me all this?

Because I've just laid eyes
on some information

no one else has seen yet.

And since I won't get a chance
with you in an interview room,

I thought I should ask now.

This is a photo of an MI5 agent
named Wakefield,

turned up on an encrypted drive

belonging to a dead woman

named Soledad Marcel.

But I made some calls.

And MI5 have never heard
of an Agent Wakefield.

Sounds like she's
quite the impostor.

Hmm.

Well, you should know.

You've been all over London
with her.

I'll tell you what.

Let's circle back to that,

because the thing that's
a real head spinner...

is this.

Just one hour after you

apparently killed two souls
in a London flat,

you're all the way back at JFK,

boarding a flight to Heathrow.

Now, how is that possible?

You might be very surprised
by what's possible.

What's your name?

Ridge.

You strike me as someone
who's been overlooked,

but who has quite a bit
of potential.

They're ready for you
downstairs, sir.

Go ahead.

Target is in sight.

Very good.

Shall I bring her in?

No.

Let's see who she leads us to.

Do you know why you're here?

You've been training
a little army

of half-bred vampires...

in the London Mother House.

Now that...

that is a no-no.

Whoever the hell you are,

why don't you just kill me
and get it over with?

No, no.

I prefer to show you
my vast benevolence.

Offer you an alternative.

Quid pro quo.

You help me, I help you.

Something...
for something.

Who are you?

My name is Houseman.

And I am the man who watches.

Tell me, how many vampires

would you say are in the world?

Not enough.

Come.

What is this?

It's your destiny.

Better get to work.

Hey.

You gonna be okay out there...

on your own?

I've been there before.

The world's a big place.

So...

where are you gonna go?

Guy.

It's okay.
You don't have to tell me.

I think, um...

I think I know
where your mother is.

DNA wasn't yours.

Belongs to your friend.

Helen's her name, right?

Now, does it ring a bell?

I don't want you to get hurt.

We can't just run off together.

The early going of episode
six is an all-out chaos.

Because you've got Doris,

who Guy believes
that she's got the 752.

He thinks
that Helen has killed Kevis.

All of this stuff is
coming to a real head here.

And he doesn't really know
who to trust.

This inter cut between Helen
at Jameson's house.

What was the program for?

What did you want with Emma?

Who's this?

And Guy and Doris
at the police station.

No idea.

What we come to find
in these scenes

is not only Helen
realizing that the

752 is not a book.

It's not something.

It's not an object
to be searched for,

that it is her sister.

Doris.

Doris?

How could that be?
They're different ages.

Well, she's a vampire.

Three. Two. One. Action.

It was a massive stunt day,

and we were using
a rubber knife.

It's a knife fight.

I think that is was actually a
lot more scrappy than you think.

I got stabbed twice,

I didn't die,
and lucky that knife was rubber.

But we had fun with it.
I'm grabbing Maisie.

I'm dragging her this way.

She's stabbing me here.

I'm telling her,
don't stab me too much.

And it was a lot of fun.

Doris!

It's just a scratch.
Just a flesh wound.

I was playing football.

It is this huge reveal,
which on paper

reads like a hell of
a lot of context and exposition.

A really gratifying thing
for all of us

was seeing Céline Buckens
burst out of this van.

And this look that the two
of them have with each other.

It's a fleeting look,
but it's a look of shock.

It's a look of disappointment.

It's a look of betrayal.

There's a lot going on between
the two of them at this point.

You didn't tell me what you are.

I always knew who she was.

And so, it was kind of a relief.

Once those scripts were out, and
everyone knew, because I could,

I could be honest
about who this character was.

The 752 isn't a book.

It's you.

It is a heartbreaking story,

that she's been groomed
much like Guy has,

and treated as kind of
a specimen to the Talamasca,

and turned into this big holding
cell for Talamasca Intel.

The detective had the right DNA.

For the wrong twin.

We got him.

When Jasper, who's gotten
way out ahead of his skis,

goes too far for the Talamasca,

They dispatched
their cleanup crew.

I know what you did
in Maida Vale,

and I won't put up with
any more of it.

Well, I just think that Jasper
just takes one look at him,

like, "I'm sorry, come again?"

You've no idea
what you're toying with, Jasper.

That was one of my favorite
scenes in the whole season.

Especially to do with him.

With Johnny.

And then, of course, you know,

great storytelling, all
of a sudden.

Boom. I'm in a carpet, and I've
got a metal cage on my head.

Restraints.

And I'm like, the two
stunt guys, see this nose here?

Don't break it.

Come on.

We have to be out
of this train station

before five in the morning,
because

you know, it's a train station,
and people need to go somewhere.

We shot those scenes
all through the night

in the freezing cold station.

And before we started,
I was thinking,

how am I going to do this
at my age?

But the commitment
of this crew...

it just lifts you up,

and you just want to do anything
in order to not let them down.

I feel like we're all pieces
in this big, sort of puzzle,

and it's kind of cool to see
the whole collage come together.

Can you see it?

You start wide and get
tighter and tighter and tighter.

Both emotionally and
from a camera standpoint.

Wait. Wait, they'll see you.

It's all done without dialogue,

All done through their thoughts.

For us,

It's the kind of freshness
of seeing each other

For the first time.

Go.

Guy has become the perfect spy,

That she hoped he could become.

Oh, he can do this.

He can be a spy.

And he probably has
the ability now to go after

and find his mom.

She's saving them
from the Talamasca,

And she's saving them
from herself.

I'll take her.

Okay.

The cliffhangers at the end,

I hope, are provocative,

and have viewers asking
what-if type questions.

-What is this?
-It's your destiny.

I want this.
I want more vampires.

- Hey
- At this point,

they're probably trying
to make the best

ff a bad situation.

I think I know
where your mother is.

Doris basically gets
what she wants by revealing

that she might know
where his mother is.

I don't even know
if it's an ending.

They're still
on a big old journey.