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Previously on The Strain.

Jack?

They wanted me to find out where the nuclear bomb is.

Jack's working with the Master.

I took him up to the roof. He cut his thumb off.

It's like cutting off a flare.

Well, you just have the decency to look at me and tell me the truth!

The Master said I get to decide what to do with you. Just tell me where the nuke

is, and I'll let you live. Goodbye, Jack. Where are you going?

You made your choice.

Live with it.

Jack! I'm trying to save your life! The Master is telling his truth. We have to

go. What's our target?

Empire State Building.

If Jack has told us something, it's because the Master wanted him to.

He's probably set a trap for us there.

If the Master wants to draw us into a trap, then into his trap I shall go.

I'll contact you via radio. You'll then drive the bomb to the base of the

building and escape before I trigger the weapon. You think you're foolish enough

to come within range of your bomb?

I shall never give up my pursuit of you.

You'll have your confrontation.

You'll be an entirely place of my choosing.

He didn't take the bait. Leave at once.

We got trouble.

Oh, shit.

We've got to think about the weapon.

Not the time to make a fine like that.

I got this.

They get their hands on the nuke, game over.

You guys get in the van and take off.

I'll see you back at the rendezvous.

No nice way to say this, Gus, but don't get stung on either muscle, actually.

That's cold right there.

Let's take these assholes.

We got some more.

Where they coming from, man?

I failed.

They got me.

Let me finish this.

Take care of them.

back to the van.

Are you really so afraid of me?

Anything you have to say, say it to my face, not through a proxy.

But choose your words carefully, because they'll be your last.

Did you get them?

They escaped.

With a warhead you failed to locate.

Now do you see your father for what he is?

I told you, he cares nothing for you.

Only for himself.

If you had touched his heart more deeply, he might have come to the Empire

Building himself.

Follow me.

You must find the nuclear weapon.

They will go block by block and empty the city until your father and the bomb

are discovered.

This masquerade of coexistence is over.

Jesus!

Just get the shit out of me. Why don't you say something?

Like what?

Like, hey, I'm back from the Empire State Building and I'm just standing in

dark like a creepy vampire.

What did you find up there?

The master was gone. Nothing but a few stragglers left to antagonize me.

We can't antagonize ourselves.

We left Gus and his gang back there to fend them off.

We hightailed it over here with the bomb.

I don't see how we're going to get anywhere near him. We don't even know if

still in the city.

He's still here.

Fett, this doesn't feel very safe.

Well, it's safe.

Follow me.

So where are we going?

This elevator is the subsurface entrance to New York City water tunnel number

three. Just when I thought I was never going to get another New York City

history lesson.

This was going to be the main tunnel bringing water to all of New York City.

From reservoirs over 60 miles away.

It was built to replace two older tunnels.

The dig for this project started in 1970 and was slated to finish in 2020.

A 50 -year construction project.

They were almost there, too.

Then those monsters showed up.

We're 800 feet down.

Some hole, huh?

Built by sandhogs.

Family trade handed down through generations.

From fathers and sons.

working side by side.

Lifelong job.

To bring the city to their water.

People build this.

Okay, that's a pretty good story.

Well, now it's a safe place for us to store our nuke.

Until we figure out what to do next.

Why don't these assholes just take off?

Look,

why don't we just take off, man?

No, we can't leave the van. We need the silver.

Fine. Guess we'll just watch Rob Newhart.

I only know of one case where a blind date has worked out.

Oh, you mean that, son?

Are you kidding me?

How am I going to get to sleep if I can't hear the closing theme song?

Right, Marcus?

Hey, Marcus, you good?

Yeah. Just need some fresh air.

Hot in here.

It's 50 degrees.

Just take a second.

Hey, Marcus.

Marcus.

Why didn't you say something?

I keep thinking about all that gold.

Can you imagine?

We'd be kings.

The only thing that matters anymore is dying human.

Do me one favor.

Don't drag it out.

Don't give me all of that.

All right, all right.

Gus, chill.

I'm tired of this shit.

We're leaving now.

Zach got a lot of information from us, but at least he doesn't know about this

place.

Don't beat yourself up, Doc.

None of us would have played it any differently had it been our child.

Well, maybe Quinlan.

Quinlan would have... Telling him away, which is maybe what I should have done.

Well, who could do that, short of being a full -blown psychopath?

And the last thing he said to me was, Dad, I'm just trying to save your life.

I just keep going over that in my mind.

He said a lot of shit to try and manipulate you.

He's already corrupted.

The single greatest non -wartime construction project in the history

of Western civilization.

I wonder if this is going to be a relic of human existence.

I was thinking about the ancients and their underground chamber.

I just escaped it before the first nuclear device went off.

It destroyed them without destroying the city.

Since when do you care about New York City?

I don't.

But you do.

If you want to save the city above us and the world beyond it, then the time

half measures is over.

I can see the end of it.

I can see victory.

But it will take everything you and I have.

By everything you mean?

I know you well enough to know that when you commit to something, you are

unwavering.

But... I also know that this is much to ask.

If you have a way to discuss... Try the Master and save New York City.

I'm in.

I do.

I don't see a way ahead for us.

Especially if Gus and the others don't make it back.

I don't think we have a chance at how we're getting close to the Master again.

We won't have to.

Quinlan and me, we have a plan.

Instead of bringing the weapon to the master, we bring the master to the

How do we do that?

Assuming we can lure him to us, I'll force him into this elevator and down to

here, where we detonate the warhead.

800 feet of bedrock will keep surface New York City safe.

The remote detonator signal won't transmit through 800 feet of rock.

Yeah, I know.

Quinlan will have his hands full down here with the master, so someone will

to detonate the warhead.

And that someone's going to be me.

I don't understand why you're doing this.

The professor would have stepped up here.

I'm just doing what he would have done.

The professor was 90 years old and had a heart condition.

We're not gonna win this fight unless we make some sacrifices.

But it doesn't have to be you.

If Quinlan's so hell -bent on destruction, why doesn't he detonate it?

he can't do that and keep the master down here at the same time. You don't

that! This whole thing is a city stupid plan!

of losing.

Here's how it works, Fett.

You blow up with a nuclear bomb.

You lose.

Maybe.

We win.

The collective we.

Mankind, then, won't that, right?

I thought we had a chance.

Look, I know.

I have a weird way of expressing my feelings and I know that I'm a handful.

For your timing.

You could have been better. I know, I know. It's shitty.

But it's not too late.

It's not.

Say something!

Are you really doing this?

I wish what everyone wishes.

That I'd use the time I had more wisely. That I'd have more moments like this

with you.

And I'm sorry that it took this to get us here.

And have a beautiful life with someone.

And I'm doing this.

You gotta

get back.

Oh shit, look! Roman, hold on.

What?

Not for long

Something's

happening out there cuz she'll be back by now

How are we going to talk Fett out of this?

We?

You couldn't do it, huh?

How desperate must you be to think that Fett would listen to me?

That desperate, huh?

Okay, I'll do it. I'll try.

matter of hours.

There won't be anyone left alive on Manhattan.

Soon, this city will be so quiet, their solitary human

heartbeats will give away their location.

What's going to happen to the city?

It is dying.

We will find a new place from which to reign.

And every creature on the face of this earth, human, Animal and Strigoi will

live to serve us.

Still mad at me?

Yes.

It's kind of a bad way to spend the rest of our time together, don't you think?

So how is this all going to work?

Not that I think it's actually going to work, but hypothetically.

You know, I like being the underdog and defeating expectations, right?

Okay, so let me guess. You're going to explode the elevator cable, which will

drop the master down the shaft, where you will then detonate the bomb.

Yeah.

And, uh, Quinlan, he'll, uh, get the big fella in this main elevator, and,

uh, I'll follow them down in that little cage.

You... You're going to blow that cable, too.

Yeah.

The elevators have a safety feature that break the fall of runaway cars in the

last few stories, ensuring that there's no crash land.

And then, before I detonate the warhead, I'll probably say something clever and

cool, like Bruce Willis would say, you know?

Check out the bomb.

The master will be toast.

The city will be undamaged. And Strigoi will just be dumb animals again.

And it'll be your job to clean up the rest.

Look.

Hey.

I know that this is hard.

But it's all so easy.

Quinlan and I, we've committed to this, so please just come into us.

All right?

Okay?

Holy shit, you're alive.

Why were you so delayed?

Thousands of strigoi.

purging the whole city, killing every human being they can.

How close are they to here?

Say, 30 blocks.

So if we're gonna do something, we better do it quick.

What do you think?

Dr. Goodweather, join us.

These days seem like weeks, aren't they? I'm so tired I can barely see.

My brain keeps going.

The rest is paramount.

Mr. McGaughy, I run relenting.

The toll is mental as well as physical.

I'm an epidemiologist.

I understand disease, ideology, modes of transmission, rates of infection.

It's really a question of math.

And I gotta say, I don't see how we can end this plague.

We are not fighting math.

We are fighting Strigoi.

And with the help of people like yourself, Mr. Fett, and Dr.

Martinez, I believe we can prevail.

But I must warn you.

This fight may in the end cut you everything.

Well, I've already lost my home, my marriage, custody of my son, my career,

good name.

I'm wanted by the FBI. I could lose my freedom soon.

I think I'm almost there.

Dr. Goodweather, if I may speak from personal experience, this is...

Just the beginning.

Professor had a way of inspiring you.

Even if he was telling you the worst thing you could ever hear.

He had zero quitting.

Zero quit.

The master's gonna hear Abraham Cedrician's name one more time before he

vaporized.

Damn it.

You're never a monster around when you need one.

Listen.

Dutch wanted me to talk you out of this.

She only wants what she doesn't have.

No, it's deeper than that. You know it.

She had her chances.

You know a thing or two about regret, Doc.

Yes, I do.

Since we're on real talk here, there's a few things I need to ask of you.

One, keep an eye on her.

It helps to know that she's going to be okay.

And maybe give Doc another chance.

I know it seems impossible right now, but I'll give it a shot.

So many things that are left unsaid between me and my pop.

Who knows, maybe in the light of day, maybe he'll come around, you know?

If it makes sense, I'll give it a try.

Just got a tug on the line, Doc.

Let's reel him in.

What's going on?

Your father has been spotted.

Once we follow him back to his base of operations, locating and disarming the

weapon will be simple.

Are you going?

My victory will not be complete until I have destroyed the Born.

Wait!

I want to go with you.

Excellent, my son.

When the Stagoi swarm this entrance, we must engage them without repelling them,

drawing them further into this passageway.

That should limit their numbers as they pass through.

We're ready.

It's on.

Good luck, gentlemen.

May you see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rise from this abyss.

You guys again.

Do you see my father?

Yes.

But not the born.

They are in retreat.

Come. I will take you to your father for a final goodbye.

Come on, come on.

And the last one.

you

He's down there with that.

There's more coming. It ain't over.

you into this world, Invictus.

Now you will leave it.

You begotten son.

I saw an abomination.

Now, nothing stands in our way.

Father Zack.

Kill him and be free.

Slay him, Zack.

I can't.

You must.

He's still my father.

Thank you.

Either the Master's death... Or his taking the new host.

We need to fight our way out of here while we can.

Death.

We won, Zack.

Because of you.

Sticky.

Dad.

I wish I could spare you this.

Dad.

My son.

Now we can rule the world as father and son.

If you are.

Is that a nuke?

Is it over?

Somehow, someway, he detonated the warhead beneath the bedrock of the city,

the Master was no more.

There were still millions of Strigoi worldwide, but without the Master's

intelligence, they were dumb, hungry monsters, easily slain.

Five years later, the atmosphere is healing.

Six... Sometimes seven hours of sunlight.

And growing.

The Strigoi are all but eradicated now.

The interim government decided to keep a few munters on lockdown inside the same

biosafety level four facility as smallpox and other hemorrhagic viruses.

Because what could go wrong?

Roman followed through on his plan to go back to the Federal Reserve.

and emerged as one of Manhattan's biggest property owners, a driving force

the city's renewal.

Gus declined to partner with Roman, instead setting off into the countryside

help the hundreds of thousands of refugees return to their homes,

hoping one day to cross paths with a certain young woman he once knew.

And Dutch?

She went to work with a bunch of ex -hackers.

to get the internet back up on its feet.

No monument exists at the black site.

No plaque.

Only a handful of us know what really happened.

When the rats returned I knew the city was gonna be okay

Not a day goes by that we don't remember those no

longer with us Those who made the ultimate sacrifice

How you been?

Yeah, good.

You?

Yeah.

Can I walk with you for a while?

The Master used the bonds of human love as a conduit for the strain.

He tried to destroy us, but he never understood it.

Love.

And in the end, it was love that saved us all and gave us the world.

Our world.