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The deal was very clear.

No contact with anyone

from your previous life.

Bring us Emily Burton.

Damn it, Ian.

You haven't been in touch in a while.

You need to let us go.

This was taken when I was in the clinic.

She was here, in our world.

Mom, you've taken me here before.

You said it had to be our little secret.

What kind of person does that?

Impersonates a mother.

All for her own gratification.

She's the one who can't be trusted.

- I need to go back. - Hi, Ian.

We're ready to turn ourselves in.

- Drop the knife. - You don't want this.

Emily Silk has to die tonight.

That's not who I am anymore.

I love you, too.

Indigo is coming.

Where's my husband? Get out.

I'm so fucking sick of doing what they tell us to do.

I can't work here anymore.

I quit my job today. I'm leaving, and I want

my family to stay together.

- I saw them unloading some crates. - Clare?

- It's an honor to see you. - Ethel.

This is my wife, Shadow.

I think I may know what they're about to do.

My terms are simple.

Shut down the Crossing forever.

We'll surrender myself and my father.

Okay. We should get ready.

I didn't get mine.

I know.

How come I don't get a shot?

You're not coming with us, Ethel.

What do you mean?

Plans have changed.

There's something more important I need for you to do.

What happens if they don't listen to us?

They will.

You are so confident.

Do you remember when I was seven

and the schoolmaster said I couldn't wear pants?

That only the boys were allowed?

Yeah.

What happened?

You convinced them to change the rules,

and you never wore a skirt again.

People can be flexible when they need to be.

Are these really necessary?

I'm afraid so.

As soon as we get in,

we're gonna need to talk to Management.

You'll meet with Management

if Management wants to meet with you.

Howard is willing to cooperate

with everything they've asked for.

Mm-hmm.

What's happened to you?

Makes you so blindly loyal.

Separate them into private rooms.

What are you doing, Ian?

This one needs a doctor.

- What do you want? - I want to talk.

- With me? - Yeah.

What am I, the only guy you trust around here?

Thanks.

Oat milk? Really?

Dairy, it bloats.

You're not gonna join me?

Not hungry.

I didn't want to kill your people.

I know.

Normally, it's easy.

It never stays with me.

But that was different.

What do you do, after you kill?

I try not to think about it.

That's an address I came across.

It's a construction outfit.

They develop technology in third world countries.

So?

I think Indigo's got a plant on the inside.

I need your help getting in there.

Why me?

I'm fresh out of friends on this side.

You know what I mean?

I don't want to kill anymore.

Okay, well,

you want to have a life in this world?

Indigo's about to make that really fucking difficult,

unless we do something about it.

I've spent way too long pretending to be someone else.

I look around this place, see you surrounded

by stuff that doesn't belong to you.

I think maybe you've been doing the same thing.

It doesn't work.

We are who we are.

We kill people,

then we eat breakfast.

Indigo cells are compartmentalized,

so no individual operative has access to the full plan.

Who gives you the orders?

Until recently, it was Claude Lambert.

Who's no longer alive.

That was another cell. Cleaning up. He got caught.

They had to take care of it.

Are you in touch with this cell?

Clare, we can work together, or I can make one phone call

and have you thrown into a dark cell for the rest of your life.

Uh, h-hold on a second.

You, too, Peter. And where do you think that baby ends up?

In some shitty foster care system?

If they choose not to experiment on her, which they will.

So I'll ask again, are you in touch with this cell?

- Yeah. - Who are they?

- People you know well? - Some of them, yeah.

I knew them when I was young. We were in the School together.

But over the years, we lost touch.

And then a few days ago,

one of them came back into my life.

I saw him and some others moving these... refrigerated boxes.

And you now think it was a flu virus.

Not a flu virus, theflu.

The one they're going to release in this world.

So you don't know where or how

this flu is going to be released?

No.

What's your friend's name?

Spencer.

Spencer Schmidt.

Good. I need you to make contact with Spencer.

I can do that.

You're gonna meet him wearing a wire,

and you're gonna find out how he plans on releasing this flu.

S-sorry, what?

Your wife is our only point of access to these people.

Yeah, but we came here to bring you information.

We didn't agree to send her into the lion's den.

You agreed to that the minute you showed up at my door.

Okay, no, then it's off. No, we're not gonna do that.

Do I need to spell out the situation you two are in?

Both of your lives, as you know them, are over.

Your only hope for a future is to cooperate,

in any way I see fit.

Do you understand?

I want Mom!

Sam, go back to bed, right now.

- Sam. I'm so sorry. - No, it's okay.

- Sorry, he just wasn't sleeping. - I want Mom!

I know, darling. Mommy's working right now.

Excuse me, I'll-I'll be right back.

Sorry.

- No, it's okay. - Do you want some breakfast?

No, no, we're about to leave.

Try and get some sleep, all right?

You got a whole hour before you have to get ready for school.

- I don't want to. - I know,

but Mommy has to go to work.

You're always working.

But I'm always thinking about you.

You may not understand this now,

but the work I do out there,

is all for you.

What's her name?

- Spencer. - Oh, I love it.

Oh, it's not a lot of girls named Spencer.

Our Sam, he's having

a bit of trouble adjusting to the move.

Must be challenging.

Yeah, yeah, well, it's not what we signed up for,

but we're getting there. Hmm.

There's this poem, it's called "Welcome to Holland."

It's about how, when you're having a child

with special needs, you, uh,

well, it's like packing for a trip to Italy.

You buy all the guidebooks,

you think about all the pasta and the gelato you're gonna eat,

and then the plane touches down, but you're not in Italy.

Bloody thing took you to Holland.

You're thinking, "Holland? That's not where I want to be."

But if you can get over your expectations,

then there's a lot of great things there, right?

There's windmills and tulips

and best french fries you'll ever eat.

Italy is overrun with tourists, anyway.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, you know, before Sam, I think we were pretty selfish.

You know, whole world was just us, but now,

I don't know, I think... I think we're better people.

- Trying to be, anyway. - You're not alone in that.

- He's down. - You don't have to leave, you know.

I mean, I can keep him quiet if you need some time.

Uh, no, we've got a pretty busy day ahead of us.

Don't we, Clare?

Yeah, we do.

- I love you. - I love you, darling.

Please be careful.

To be honest, the whole thing was avoidable.

Your agent, Yorke. I brought him out to retrieve Emily Burton.

His team acted with lethal force,

I acted to restrain him.

Things escalated from there.

Management is grateful that you were able to bring her in.

Thank you for your hard work.

For now there are more important pressing matters at hand.

There's an agent who's reached out from their side,

offering pertinent intelligence.

Upstairs would like Emily Burton to conduct the interview.

Emily?

Why?

The agent requested her directly.

What... I don't understand.

First, she's a prisoner, then she's an agent again?

Please see to it that she is brought to Interface.

No, listen, I want an explanation.

That will be all.

I've done everything they've asked of me.

Right from the beginning. I've been reliable.

I've never questioned orders.

Management suggests you continue doing exactly that,

Mr. Pierce.

What is this about, Ian?

Wait, I-I'm supposed to have this meeting

in an Interface room?

Last door.

Management sets it aside for off-book activities.

Exchange of goods.

Only gets opened for meets like this.

I need to know who I'm meeting.

Don't ask me. I only work here.

Wow.

Hello?

It's me. I need to talk to you.

What's wrong?

I can't explain right now.

Can we meet in person?

There's been a new development.

It has to be now.

Come to my office. I'll text you the address.

Use the name Valerie Klein to get in.

I'll be there in an hour.

Tell my mother she's already been fed.

Okay.

So, Spencer.

Peter doesn't know.

Oh, I think he knows.

Maybe he does. I don't know.

He loves you.

I... I don't think Peter's capable

of feeling anything these days.

He was gonna die to protect you.

The other night at the Office, when he was caught.

I saw it in his eyes.

I didn't know what it was then, but it all makes sense now.

I know what you're doing.

Excuse me?

Whenever I was afraid Peter was onto me,

I'd pull at his heartstrings, gauge his reaction.

See whether or not I could still trust him.

Well, can I trust you?

All right, I told her that we'll pick her up before dinner.

Any later than that, and we need another excuse.

There it is.

You know how to get there?

You organized this?

You must be a very powerful woman.

I-I used to be.

Before the accident.

My, um,

memory's still a bit bumpy.

But I've gotten a lot back recently.

A lot of things have come to light,

some of them quite shocking.

First, a-a man told me he was my husband.

Turned out he was your ex-husband

trying to use me for information.

Yeah, that sounds like him.

Something else has come to light, too, involving Mira.

There's a meeting today with both Managements and Indigo.

It's a trap.

Mira is putting into action the final part of her plan.

How come you know so much about Mira

and about Indigo?

All those years of crossing,

why have you been after them for so long?

Because I created them.

Years ago, I...

discovered some evidence

that our side was complicit in the creation of the flu.

I immediately took the information upstairs,

and they told me to fuck off.

So what did you do?

I didn't let the truth get in the way of a good promotion.

I didn't blow any whistles, I kept my head down.

Till recently, when I discovered that the terrorists

from your side had found my report.

And while I was taking the paycheck for my silence,

Mira had used my report

to radicalize a whole generation.

I am sorry. Do you-do you mind if I just...?

I always wondered what...

what this would be like, up close.

The lines on your face are the same as mine.

Does that surprise you?

Yeah, after the life I've led, I am surprised.

- Don't... I can't do this. - I-I'm sorry.

I didn't... I'm really, I'm sorry, I...

I need to know this. I need to know: How many times?

Over those years, how many times

did you wander about in my life?

Do you hang out with my daughter

and tell her to keep your little secret?

I don't... I don't know.

I-I can't remember. I...

No.

That's not true. I do remember exactly.

The first time, I just watched her.

Sat in the car and watched her play football.

If you wanted a child, why didn't you have one of your own?

- I tried. - Once.

Howard told me about that, but he never said

why you didn't try again.

I couldn't get pregnant. I tried.

You think I don't know when you're lying?

I didn't want a child.

I liked my life the way it was.

So why did you come after mine?

Because there was this gaping hole

in Anna's life.

Where you should have been.

Where were you?

Y-You're her mother.

I'm warning you. Don't go there.

Admit that you did it for yourself.

I couldn't have done what you did.

Raised a child.

I swear to you, I would have gone under.

And Anna?

Anna is a credit to you.

Not me.

Uh...

We're clearing the building on our side.

I told them I'd warn you.

Whatever you do,

don't let Mira in the same room with them.

One-one more thing.

Howard.

I made his return a condition of this meeting.

Of course. Of course.

I just, I wanted to just check-check with you.

If you have Management's permission,

you don't need my consent.

No, what?-what I mean is...

...may I have my husband back?

Do you think I've already lost him?

No, I don't think you've lost him.

I won't stand in your way.

Thank you.

Yeah.

You feeling any better?

I need to meet with Management.

I want to make a deal.

Don't worry about making any deals, Howard.

Management are about to send you home without condition.

What?

Some agent from your side pulled some strings.

And you are very lucky.

Most people don't get to see their life from both sides.

When you get home,

tell your other he's an asshole from me.

What's gonna happen to Emily?

Don't worry about her.

She has a way of landing on her feet.

About Echo,

I'm sorry.

You need to know it was nothing personal.

You know when I knew you weren't him?

The interrogation room.

When I said you'd put her in harm's way.

The way you defended her.

He'd never have done that.

That was love.

It betrays us all.

Management consents to Miss Burton's proposed arrangement.

The building will be evacuated and secured.

Mira will not be allowed onto the Fourth Floor

once she's in our custody.

Thank you. I'll see to her arrangements personally.

Upstairs requests that Ian Shaw handle this.

Miss Burton should remain outside the building

with the rest of the department.

This unfortunate misunderstanding has caused

the Fourth Floor to question the nature

of your original arrangement.

You will stand down from your post

until this matter is resolved.

I understand.

In the meantime, please see to it that Howard Silk

is returned to the Crossing.

A deal's a deal.

Okay.

Mira's shared her rendezvous point; Let's get out there.

Sorry.

Don't be.

Just doing your job, right?

Where are they all going?

It's not your concern anymore.

You're going home.

So I just walk on in?

Yeah.

One foot in front of the other.

Yeah, that is generally how it works.

This is why they say

we shouldn't see the alternative.

Because...

when you do, it's really hard to let go.

All I wanted for so long is to go home,

and now, uh...

I'm not so sure.

And I don't know if it's because I don't want to face

what's over there, or...

It's your home, Howard.

Thank you.

Be kind to her. If you can.

I will.

Good-bye.

I used to bring you here.

Kids would try to play with you.

You always wanted to be alone.

Someone should tell his father, that's not how you catch a cold.

Mira?

Yes.

And you are Ian Shaw.

- She's clean. - Okay, we're good to go.

What's happening?

He's going upstairs to speak with Management alone.

This wasn't the arrangement.

Management doesn't negotiate with terrorists.

Yanek.

You look so old.

This is where Spencer works.

Wake-Pilgrim. Does that ring a bell?

No.

Can you hear me?

One, two, one, two.

Yeah, we're good.

So, you know what to do?

Just get him to talk.

And then get out of there.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, I've done this kind of thing before, remember?

Yeah, of course. I just...

Listen, Peter,

you may hear things between us.

Things that won't be easy.

I know.

I just wanted to prepare you.

Do you love him?

I love you.

Be careful.

What happened to you?

Accident on the Autobahn.

Ah.

And where's your other?

He's dead.

Your daughter.

What a mess she has made.

We have a choice to make.

Suffer more attacks from the sleepers she has planted,

or accept her deal.

She wants you to accept what should have happened long ago.

Close the doors.

We can't let the desires of one terrorist dictate the future.

She is not bluffing.

Give her what she wants.

She wants us dead.

We cannot give in, ever.

Why won't you face the fact that we failed?

And this is the cost of it.

This is how they utilize your talents?

- I am right where I want to be. - So am I.

At least now we have an opportunity to speak.

I've been looking forward to it, actually, Mr. Shaw.

Fuck you.

It's a shame you don't like me,

with all that we have in common.

You don't know a thing about me.

You're right.

I don't purport to be an expert on human behavior.

That's for them. Upstairs.

It's their fallacy to think everyone can be controlled

simply because they've been studied.

We are not subjects in cages, are we?

We are human.

- Governors of our own destiny. - Please, do me a favor.

Kindly shut the fuck up.

Hello.

Danke, Tomas.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I just need to talk to you.

What do you do here?

It's better we don't talk about things here.

Is that your family?

Clare, what's wrong?

We shouldn't be together like this.

Things are all underway.

Yes, this is what I need to talk to you about.

There was a time when we were friends.

We are still friends.

Is that why you use these things to communicate?

Even with those on your own side?

What kind of friendship is that?

We used to believe in the better angels of our nature.

We thought this Crossing would be the greatest endeavor

in the history of mankind.

- It still is. - No.

It has been corrupted beyond repair.

You have no idea, Yanek.

You've been locked away too long.

We've given so much to our worlds.

Trading of information,

environmental progress, scientific advancements.

You want us to give all that up?

It was never yours.

The greatest minds of two worlds...

And the blood of hundreds of millions

on our collective hands.

You won't admit it.

Even now, in each other's presence.

Shame on you.

I was there, Juma.

I know what we created together.

And you, to do nothing,

when you knew what they did to your world.

- To keep the doors open. - We've all made peace

with the errors of our past, collectively.

Ah.

You mean you have made compromises.

What would have been gained by pointing fingers?

If the truth got out,

it would have meant war.

We are at war, don't you see?

It's in our biology, our nature.

To survive. To destroy the other.

It's your nature. Not ours.

If there is a war, you started it,

when you killed your other.

- It's getting late. - Plans I don't know about?

Yes. It's almost time for me to leave.

Someone you know is gonna come and break you out, is that it?

Someone?

No, Mr. Shaw. You are.

Many things I know.

I know Management would never allow me

into the same room as them, not after what I've done.

And I know you are their favorite agent.

They'd never trust Emily Burton anymore, so you would be

the one they'd ask to personally supervise me

in a holding cell.

And I also know that, any minute now,

you're going to let me out of here.

I'm not for sale.

Yes, you are, just to the wrong people.

If you think for one fucking second

that I'm gonna betray anyone for you...

Yeah.

Am I speaking to Ian Shaw?

- Yeah, who's this? - Ian?

Nomi?

What the hell is going on?

Why am I on the phone with you right now? Why am I being held?

Her life for Mira.

I can't imagine what it would be like to lose her twice.

Emily Silk's begun to remember

a lot of things lately.

What does she know?

I'm not sure entirely.

I don't even know the plan.

The crates yesterday, what was in them?

Clare.

It's a virus, isn't it?

That's what we've been developing.

Mira's way of leveling the playing field.

What matters is that we're still ahead of them.

What if you're not?

What if you're walking into a trap?

It's too late to turn back.

- Not if you let me help you. - There's nothing you could do.

Just tell me how it's gonna be released.

Why are you asking me these things?

Hmm.

Stop. Stop.

- Shit. - Fuck.

Spencer, please.

- What have you done? - We both changed.

I saw it in your eyes when you were talking about Mira.

I never turned my back on the dream.

I don't even know what the dream is anymore.

All this time, I thought we were working towards peace.

This isn't peace.

It's all for the greater good. Why have you lost sight of that?

I still remember us the way we were.

I always thought we'd end up together.

We still can be.

You were my first love, Spencer.

But we're not kids anymore.

I have a daughter now, and I won't do this to her.

Let me go.

Fuck.

It's her. Are you okay?

They're after me.

I see a U-Bahn. Klosterstrasse.

Okay. Th-That's the U2.

I'll head north. Pick me up at Alexanderplatz in five minutes.

What are you doing?

Stay away from me.

No one is going to hurt you.

Nadia.

Don't shoot him.

Friend of yours?

We'll take 'em both.

Close the doors, Ilse.

Our system is imperfect,

but each day we improve upon the last.

Don't you remember what it was like back then?

Our comrades built a wall to keep the West out.

All it did was keep our people in.

Prisoners in their own homeland.

It took too many years for the Party to acknowledge

their experiment had failed,

and now we have made the same mistake.

I-I beg of you,

this experiment is over.

Why is she here?

Mira, no.

You're free to go.

They would have listened.

They were never going to listen. You should know that.

This was always your plan.

Not peace, vengeance.

Go through the Crossing. It should be empty.

I have someone over there who will get you home.

Home?

To your own world.

Isn't this what you wanted?

The doors, closed. Your life, back.

I hear she's still alive,

your daughter.

Lives in our old home.

Children, too.

You should see her.

Upstairs has an urgent message.