Original subtitles

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- Previously on "Killjoys"...

- We call them Dolls.

The skeleton crew

Aneela left behind.

They've been powered down.

- His brain is being

forced into sleep mode.

- Have you tried

turning him on and off?

[electric crackling]

- Whoa!

- He's got your gun!

Shit, shit, shit,

shit, shit, shit!

- She's coming. She's coming.

[gun clicks]

[overlapping whispers]

- [screams]

- [voice distorted]

Pip! Pip?

- How about a story?

- A story can't save my life.

- This one can,

if you focus on the details.

Find John Jaqobis.

- What are you doing?

- Look!

The parasite in the brain,

it's dying.

If I can hold

the knife in long enough,

and the parasite dies

completely, he'll be cleansed.

- Hey. Anyone have a mint?

- Johnny, I need your help.

Something happened

to me in the Green,

something about you.

[clattering]

- Let's make a baby!

- [exhales deeply]

- The baby's too big

and growing fast.

If we don't

get it out quickly,

she'll have a five-year-old

camping out in her uterus.

I can replicate

what happened to John

and make it happen here.

- I won't be Hullen anymore.

- You'll still be alive

and so will the baby.

[baby cries]

- What do you feel?

- Everything.

- You did it!

[motor whirrs]

- ♪ Sleep little princess ♪

♪ Sleep the night through ♪

♪ The black rain's a-coming ♪

♪ And there's

nothing left to do ♪

♪ So sleep ♪

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ Sleep ♪

[sighs]

[intense music]

What the hells?

♪ ♪

Aah!

♪ ♪

- [screaming]

♪ ♪

- [snoring]

- Oh, God!

[breathing heavily]

- Hey, it's just me.

You okay?

- You shouldn't

sneak up on people.

- You shouldn't

scream in your sleep.

- [sighs]

- Sorry.

I gave Delle Seyah my room.

I'll just

go crash in the lounge.

- Or, um...

or you could stay.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, sure, why not?

- The last time I stayed,

you disappeared

into the Green.

- True.

The first time,

you tried to kill me,

so progress?

[tender music]

Look, you need a room,

I have a room.

Let's not overthink it.

♪ ♪

See?

This is nice.

♪ ♪

- Yeah, it is.

♪ ♪

- Well, this is better.

- Much better.

[music swells]

♪ ♪

- Everything looks great.

All of his cardiomyocite

regen rates are off the charts.

- "Don't I have

the cutest cardiomyocite rates

in the whole wide world,

Auntie Zeph? Don't I?"

- Cardiomyacites

aren't really cute.

- Okay, not a baby fan.

[baby fusses]

- "But what about

my neural dendrons, though?

Totally adorbs. Come on."

- Yeah, post Hullen, you're

in perfect neurological shape.

- Yeah, who knew

that psychotic rage

and repeated headbangings

could be so rejuvenating?

That was also a joke.

- Oh, yeah.

[sarcastically]

Ha ha ha ha.

- Okay, I think

that you need some rest.

- I do. I really, really do.

Uh, but it's not that,

it's, um...

you.

- Me?

I-I thought that I was fine.

- You are...now.

But when you were Hullen,

you were...

- A complete dick?

- Right.

And so it's just a bit weird

to have nice, cuddly Johnny

back after...

Anyway, we all know

that wasn't you, so...

- Yeah,

but whoever that was,

you were the ones

who had to put up with him.

For that...

I'm sorry, Zeph.

[dramatic music]

[baby crying]

- Better?

- Mm.

- Ah! Ow!

- Now it's better.

- [scoffs]

[sighs]

Auntie Zeph is mean.

- [giggles]

- Hey.

It's a little early

to be drinking.

- It's a little early

to be my mother.

- Well, it's nice

to see that things

are getting back to normal.

- We have a baby on board,

Delle Seyah's

asleep down the hall,

and I just saw

Pip naked in our shower.

- Okay, new normal.

There's got to be

something Killjoys-y

we can do

on the way home.

Uh, I could use a gunfight.

Ooh, do you want to, you know,

punch each other a little bit?

- What we can do

is figure out

what the hells Khlyen meant

when he told me that story.

It's got to be a key.

- All right, perfect.

Let's start from the beginning.

Uh, I helped rescue you

from Keffree,

made nice with Luce,

and then I got us that job

shipping wine to the Quad.

- Uh, no, no,

I got us the job.

You lost all our money

and got us arrested.

- See, this is why

you have no other friends.

[baby cries]

- Speaking of the new normal...

- Coming, coming!

[baby continues crying]

- Why do you all hate me?

- Where is it?

Where's the baby?

- Wait,

I thought it was with you.

- No! I mean, yes, it was,

but then I fell asleep

for two seconds.

And then

it wasn't in its crib thing.

- He's a baby.

He can't just go

for a walk.

- Uh, guys...

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Who the hells is that?

♪ ♪

- I think that's your kid.

[rock music]

- ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

- I never even got a chance

to change his diaper.

- [blows raspberry]

Eh, trust me, overrated.

[sniffs]

I had sisters

and bladder-control issues--

no judging.

Now, what were we saying?

Who's the coolest?

Come on, what do we say?

We say that Pip

is the coolest, right?

- Pip?

- [laughs]

High five, my man!

[playful synth music]

- Pip.

- Okay, uh,

work in progress.

- Tell me you have something.

- I'm seeing aggressive

telomere degradation.

Prophyria?

- The aging disease?

He aged five years

in, like, five minutes.

That's not a disease.

That's more like an explosion.

Look, the kid has

two kinds of cells--

a normal human one

and a Hullen one.

Now, the human

degrades like normal--

- But the Hullen one

sees any degradation

as something it needs to fix.

So it forces the human cell

to regenerate faster.

And the more it regenerates...

- The older he gets.

- Yeah, exactly.

Except for really fast,

really, really--whoa, so fast.

- Okay, Zeph, got it.

How do we fix this

before he's older than I am?

[dramatic music]

- Don't everybody

answer at once.

- Well, his biology

is way beyond me.

- Hey, don't be

so hard on yourself.

- And if it's beyond me, then

Johnny doesn't have a chance.

- I take it back.

- [sighs]

What do we need to do?

- We need to get him back

to my lab on the Armada,

and we need to do it soon.

- Yeah, I think the technical

term for it is "fustercluck."

- How did he lose

all power?

- Oh, I'm gonna guess

it has something to do

with this big green popsicle

behind me.

Soon as it froze,

we lost engines, defenses,

and any chance of us taking

back the RAC anytime soon.

- Well, the Green's

frozen everywhere.

And ideas you can

get back online?

- A couple.

[sighs]

None I like.

Meanwhile, Westerley's

getting good and creepy.

- Creepy how?

- Missing kids.

13 in Old Town,

two more out at Miner's Point.

Hearing all sorts

of crazy superstitious shit.

Monsters in the night.

- They're taking kids?

- I sent Fancy down

to do some recon.

We'll find out

what's happening on Westerley.

As soon as you get back,

you can look into it, too.

- We're not coming back.

- Why the hells not?

- Why the hells indeed, Dutch?

♪ ♪

You know I'll stay if you ask.

- I'm not asking.

- Yeah, but if

you need my help, sugar plum--

- If you want to help,

be my eyes in Old Town.

Something weird's going on.

And don't take

Delle Seyah's jacket.

- It's kind of

more of a cape, really.

She's too doped up to notice.

- But I'm the one

who has to be here

when she wakes up

even bitchier.

- [groans]

- Or maybe I'll just

keep her sedated.

- [sighs]

We're gonna be okay, right?

We're gonna win this?

- Sure.

I just don't know how yet.

- [sighs]

- Look, as soon

as we get to a space port,

you head home

and hug Gared for me.

- Oh, gods!

I have been a warlord,

a sexer, an entrepreneur,

and that big goofy bear

is what I miss the most.

How did this happen...

to me?

- Things change.

- Oh, just whip him.

Mm, that's what servants

are for.

- Not everything.

- ♪ I have no goals ♪

♪ Easy come and easy go ♪

♪ Tell me,

have I gone too far? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I have no goals,

easy come... ♪

- Fancypants!

Nice to see a friendly face.

♪ ♪

Well...

nice to see a face, anyways.

What can I get you?

- You can tell me

who to talk to

about the missing kids

around here.

- Hey, Fancy, man,

people are tense.

Why don't you

let me handle this?

- I got this.

♪ ♪

Do you know anything

about the missing kids?

- Nothing

I'm telling you, Killjoy.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, Fancy!

- What do you know?

- Nothing.

I swear! Please!

[suspenseful music]

- Okay. Thank you.

Who else should I talk to?

- Maybe I should

do the talking.

- We have to go back

to the Quad.

- No, not if the Lady

is making her move.

- I don't give a shit

if she's opening up

a new chain of hotels.

We have to go back

to save this kid.

Johnny...

- It's bad, Dutch.

At the rate things are going,

he's gonna have another

growth spurt within hours

and then

another one after that--

- Why do you think they're

grabbing kids in Old Town?

They're looking for

the first natural-born Hullen,

and whatever the Lady

is planning to do to him

probably won't be good.

- Hi.

Uh, question--what do

we have in the way

of sustenance

and/or beverages

for a rather hungry young lad?

I'll root around.

You guys carry on.

- Alternatives.

What do we need?

- An expert in aggressive

disease processes.

If I didn't know his

background,

I'd say that he was dosed

with a bioweapon,

something that attacks

on the cellular level.

- Um, hi.

Excuse me.

Do you seriously have no drinks

that aren't alcoholic,

or have y'all just been drunk

the entire time I've known you?

- [scoffs]

Moving on,

you said you need someone

with bioweapons experience.

I can help.

- You? How?

- Well, as you may remember,

before I became

the freedom fighter

you see standing

before you today,

I did happen to run

with some rather

unsavory characters.

- Shocker.

- Whoever it is,

we can't go back to Westerley.

- Oh, he's not on Westerley.

Have you ever heard

of a place called Utopia?

[upbeat dance music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Criminal geniuses,

total reprobates,

sexual deviants...

[sighs] My people.

- This Kravn

is one of your people?

- Well, as much as the maker

of hideous gene-warping weapons

is my people, yeah.

But don't worry.

He loves me.

- Well, just in case

his love has waned...

And I know

how much is there.

♪ ♪

- Ooh, this one

was speaking to me.

It said, "Shoot me, Johnny.

Shoot me all you want."

Hey.

You usually like my gun talk.

- Sorry,

it's just hard to think

about anything

but that damn story.

Hey, what about Big Joe?

He was the reason

we took our first mission.

- I just remember how pissed

he was when I shot him.

- When you did?

Johnny,

do you remember anything

the way it actually happened?

- Why? My version

is way more interesting.

♪ ♪

- "Stimu-gain--

for that extra

bit of aggression."

Guessing you don't need that,

huh, big fella?

- [chuckles]

And I love that geno-bomb

that he dropped

on Thalimoid--

very...goopy.

Uh, but as I said,

this case that we need Kravn

to consult on,

it is time-sensitive,

so just mention Pippin.

Pippin Foster is here to see

him--we go way back.

- Mr. Kravn?

- What did I tell you

about bothering me

while I'm working,

you malodorous fungus?

- A thousand apologies,

Mr. Kravn,

uh, but do you happen

to know one Pippin Foster?

- Brown hair, thin lips,

face you want

to punch repeatedly?

- Hey, now, Kravn, Krave-man.

- Never heard of him.

Now piss off.

If I don't deliver these

blood busters by next cycle,

it's your balls, idiot.

- Unfortunately, Mr. Kravn

isn't here at the moment.

- He sure sounds here.

Maybe we should just go back

and check ourselves.

- Have you met Branson?

- Hey, hey, hey,

come on, now, guys.

We are just a couple

shady individuals

looking to hire

an illegal bioweapons maker.

There's no need

to make it weird.

Besides, there is

more than enough...

To go around.

- Exciting news--Mr. Kravn

has an opening in his schedule.

- Ah...

- How does...

Three months' time sound?

- [sighs]

[intense dance music]

- Look, I know other folks.

- No time. If he's the best,

he's the one we need.

Did you give him the bribe?

- Yeah.

And can I just say

that as a very experienced

bribe giver and getter,

what that guy did

was not cool?

- Got it?

Security setup?

- Like you figured, silent

alarm switch on the desk,

biggish guy with an attitude.

- Plus, a safe room

that locks

30 seconds after

the alarm is tripped.

♪ ♪

- Awesome!

How do we know all that?

- You.

- Perimeter scanner embedded

in the money clip we gave you.

It gave us the entire floor

plan for Kravn Enterprises.

- Oh, God.

Oh, God, no, no, no.

Do you know what that lunatic

makes inside of his labs?

If you try to rip him off,

you will be shitting

out your lungs

while your eyeballs melt.

- Pippin, relax,

we're not gonna rip him off.

We're just gonna kidnap him.

.

- Just remember the only reason

you're on walkabout right now--

I need someone to show me

where you assholes

store the Go Juice.

You make any sudden moves,

I get shooty.

So, you got

a name at least?

My mind reading's on the fritz,

Tall, Weird, and Silent.

Speak up.

- Something is wrong.

- Well, no shit.

But you're

gonna help me fix it.

- Something is wrong!

- Pick another

catchphrase, buddy.

Just show me

where the green shit is.

[suspenseful music]

Where's she keep the plasma?

Through a hallway filled with

her zombified meat puppets,

of course.

♪ ♪

- Something is wrong.

- I could've sworn

these assholes

were facing the other way

when we put them here.

Let's go.

♪ ♪

- Untraceable weapons,

micro-torch, and a mask.

- Can I just say again

masks make me look goofy?

- Can I just say again

how incredibly bad

of an idea this is?

- What are you talking about?

This is a great idea.

D'av enters

Kravn's storefront--

- Hands up! Everybody down!

This is a robbery!

[upbeat spy music]

- With a mask, D'av.

- Fine, with a mask.

Hands up! Everybody down!

This is a robbery!

♪ ♪

- Which will lead

one of those assholes

to hit the silent alarm,

leading Mr. Kravn

to go to his safe room,

where we will be

waiting for him.

- At which point, we grab him

for some sweet, sweet

scientific solutions.

♪ ♪

- All you have to do is stand

lookout outside the shop.

- Okay.

My nickname is "the Mouth."

It's not "the Eyes,"

it's not "the Ears,"

or any other part of our bodies

that's gonna fall off

once Kravn doses us

with whatever nasty shit

he's got in those vials!

- Pippin! Calm down!

Listen, if you're worried,

you can go back.

- Bye. Good luck not dying.

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Excuse me, pardon me.

- [sighs]

- Well, cheers.

- You know me, Gared.

I'm an honest gal.

Never messed with nobody.

- I know, Ginny, I know.

- When Suzy died,

it was just me and the kid.

I never took on no debts.

Always paid my way.

Why'd a Howler

come take my kid?

- It ain't a Howler,

Ginny, come on.

- A what?

- Old miner's superstition.

"The debt's too high,

Howlers arrive.

Children beware,

they'll eat your liver."

[both spit]

- That doesn't rhyme.

- I don't write

the legends, bro.

- And I saw what I saw.

Red eyes, just like a Howler!

And it did magic on me.

Look.

[dramatic music]

- Short-range energy weapon.

- Didn't feel like

no energy weapon.

- You get shot a lot?

♪ ♪

- I don't like him.

- We're just

trying to help, Ginny.

- You want to help? Find my

baby girl--can you do that?

♪ ♪

- Hey, there's nothing there.

♪ ♪

- That sure

looks like something.

♪ ♪

- And forget

about after-work chitchat.

"Oh, what did

you do today, honey?"

"Well, I sold a drug

that melts people's testicles.

What's for dinner?"

[chuckles]

Branson, baby, you understand--

- Hands up!

Stay still! Don't move!

- What the hells is this?

- It's a stickup, asshole.

Start filling it

with everything shiny.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[beeps]

Hey, Stringbean, sit tight.

♪ ♪

Dutch, alarm's a go.

- [grunts]

Copy, almost there.

- Everything!

- You know, it's too bad

we can't ask Big Joe

about that mission.

- Yeah, what with him

being dead and all.

- [grunts]

Yeah, there's also Hills--

also dead.

You ever notice a lot of people

seem to die around us?

- Yeah.

It's part of our charm.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- D'av, we're in.

- Come to mama.

- He should be there

any second.

[intense dance music]

- Hey, hey, hey, picked up

some scented bubble bath.

You can have some, too,

if you...

What's going on?

Is everything okay?

- Does it look okay?

He's burning through nutrients

faster than

I can get them in him.

Get me electrolytes.

- Ah...

Okay, little buddy, time to

drink up for Uncle Pip, okay?

- [gasps]

[bones cracking]

- All right,

that is definitely not okay.

[suspenseful music]

- Any second...

♪ ♪

- Where is he?

Did the alarms go off?

- Certainly did.

I can barely

hear myself think.

So, thieves, are you?

No, I'm thinking more...

Look at you,

not to mention smell you!

Everything

about you says desperate.

Not my preferred clientele.

What are you looking for?

Cameras? Microphones?

I'll give you a hint.

You won't find any.

I don't need them,

not anymore.

- What the shit

is this, Johnny?

How can he be in this room?

Where is he?

[whirring]

- Dutch, I don't think

he's in the safe room,

I think he is

the safe room.

♪ ♪

.

- What do you mean

the safe room?

What, Kravn's an AI?

- Mainframe

has a sentience complexity

way beyond an AI. It's like...

someone uploaded a human

consciousness into the system.

- Not like, boy, did!

In 30 years

of studying disease,

I've learned

not to trust flesh.

Flesh is weak.

In here, I am an undying god.

- Also crazy.

- You are just so much flesh

to play with.

And I've been needing

some new test subjects.

- Gas.

Smells like Temin--

nerve agent, invisible.

- She knows her sedatives,

which means

she also knows

how long you have

to stay conscious.

- Uh, what's that

on the desk there?

- Pens?

- Yeah, sure. Why not?

I'm always losing mine.

Dutch, the hells is going on?

- [shouts]

[intense music]

- Everybody has shins,

big fella!

Dutch!

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

- Stim packs. Really?

♪ ♪

Ah!

Those are good stim packs.

- Oh, they really are.

♪ ♪

Oh, let's get rough!

♪ ♪

- I completely agree.

[exhales sharply]

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

- Ho!

♪ ♪

- Frozen.

Well, isn't this

just a goddamn party?

What the hells is this?

Are we being sabotaged?

- I don't know.

- Any idea how we fix it?

- I don't know.

I don't know my name.

I don't know anything.

- Okay, easy.

Don't juice your lemons.

Zeph must have done

a real number on your noggin.

Relax. You were probably up

to some evil shit anyways--

[distant marching]

[suspenseful music]

Wasn't there a shitload

of Hullen Dolls just here?

- Yes.

- Rhetorical question.

So where are they now?

- Rhetorical question?

- Sure. Let's go with that.

- Whoa, whoa,

what are you doing?

- I'm improvising.

Take off your shirt!

- Stripping this young thing

naked has no effect on me.

I am free of such temptations.

Impressive musculature,

though.

Has the headache started?

Losing consciousness?

You'll probably

shit yourself first--

always my favorite part!

- All right, Dutch.

Trust me, you're gonna have

to take this one, okay?

I'll walk you through it.

It's just like

that time on Panther,

but keep your pants on.

- You see what I mean

about the flesh?

So weak.

So tender...

- [coughs]

[both laughing]

[intense music]

♪ ♪

[both grunt]

♪ ♪

[both laughing]

- Is it just me, or does

this feel completely great?

- Yeah!

♪ ♪

[both laughing]

- Johnny, this is

your thing.

- I got it.

Type this, "XY/197."

- A shell spoof?

Oh, look, I neutralized it.

You don't have much time

before you're my newest guinea

pig, boy--don't waste it.

- "Stack override 86."

- I could keep shifting

my signals all day.

I have billions

of transistors to hide in.

- Okay, okay, last one.

"G-O-T-Y-O-U-A-S"

- Johnny, this isn't

as fun as it looks.

- I must disagree.

I find it hilarious.

- "S-H-O-L"--

Last one, "E."

- That isn't even

a proper command.

- No, sure it is. You just got

to say it out loud.

- Oh, you're being ridiculous.

Fine.

"Got you, asshole."

Wait!

- I had Dutch reprogram

the voice command prompts.

You just ejected yourself!

Hey, you okay?

- Yeah, let's see if D'av is.

- [sighs]

[man laughing]

- A pink one!

- [continues laughing]

- A pink one.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- He's so over-stimmed,

it's like shore leave

in his head right now.

- D'av, we have to get

back to Lucy.

If you can't keep your shit

together, I will stun you.

♪ ♪

- You're pretty.

- [groans]

- [chuckles]

- I want every available RAC

agent in four-person squads.

Take it level by level

till we find these skinwalkers.

Slow down, kid--I don't need

you getting in the way

if I have

to start popping off.

- Found them.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- What a stupid way to die.

♪ ♪

[laser blasts]

Get out of my way! Move!

[grunts]

♪ ♪

Kid?

- Yes?

- I appreciate

what you just did.

But why are you

still holding me?

- I remember my name--

Weej!

- Okay. Great. Weej?

- Yes?

- You can let go now.

- I remember my name.

- Yeah, I got that part.

Any idea where

your buddies were headed?

- The hangar.

♪ ♪

- Where the hells

are they going?

♪ ♪

- I don't think you understand.

I love you!

- I told you

we should've stunned him.

[suspenseful music]

- Who's the new recruit?

♪ ♪

Wait a second.

Is...

is that my son?

- One mind-bending

shock at a time.

♪ ♪

- So...how's your day been?

.

- What are we doing?

- Not talking

- No problem.

I can do that real good.

No talking, that's all--

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- That's the third door.

- Whoa. What are we doing now?

♪ ♪

Whoa, walking.

Yeah, got it.

♪ ♪

- [over PA] All ships

arriving at Utopia...

- Lucy, I would

never suggest this

if I didn't think

it was a good idea.

- But aren't you and I enough?

- Of course we are.

It's just that we've come as

far as we can, the two of us--

for this, I mean.

- So I'm not enough for you?

Do I even have a choice?

- Of course you do.

I would never force you.

[scoffs]

I want you to want this.

- I don't know, John.

- Okay, is it just me,

or is this weirdly kind of hot?

- Mm-hmm.

How's the patient?

- Eating his body weight

in the lounge.

Puberty. I should

probably go check on him.

- How are you

so good with kids?

- Well, in my family,

they were kind of

the only people

who ever looked up to me.

- Hmm.

In my family, they were

the only thing a girl like me

was supposed to care about.

- Well, they didn't know

you at all.

[ethereal music]

- I just hope this doesn't

change things for us, John.

- It won't, Lucy, I promise.

♪ ♪

Come on, baby.

[computer beeps]

- Wait? Where am I?

What is this place?

Why do I smell

grease and hokk and...

Is that a child?

- This isn't going to work.

- Just give it a chance, Luce.

Okay, Kravn, we're dealing

with a rapidly evolving

genetic anomaly

that needs an antidote, and

you are gonna help us find it.

Or else.

- Or else what?

I am untouchable.

- You are also

currently stored

in my random access memory.

One cache purge,

and I overwrite you

with cookie recipes.

- Show me this problem.

And what is your name,

my dear?

- Johnny...

- Just stick to the genetics,

lover-bytes.

- I really think I should talk

to him. I think that'd be good.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

- Maybe not right now.

- No, you're right.

That's a terrible idea.

I shouldn't do that,

I mean, the last thing he needs

is some guy saying,

"Hey, I'm the guy

"who's genes were spliced

together

with some crazy undying woman

to make you."

I mean, that

would be nuts, right?

- Exactly.

- But maybe that's what

he wants to hear.

I mean, if I was him, I would

want to know where I came from.

[breathing heavily]

I'm gonna talk to him.

- D'avin, listen.

Do you really think

you're in any shape

to be giving

the birds-and-the-bees talk

to someone who's less

than 24 hours old?

[dramatic music]

- Absolutely.

- Fine. Go ahead.

♪ ♪

- What do I tell him, Dutch?

- You tell him

what he needs to hear...

because that's

what you always do.

♪ ♪

- Have you ever really

looked at your hands?

I mean,

really looked at them?

- [sighs]

Maybe not right now.

♪ ♪

- Hey, buddy, how's the soup?

- Soup good, Pip.

- [laughs] Wow!

Next thing you know, you'll

be using verbs and everything.

That's...great.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Pip?

♪ ♪

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

I'm not following this.

- How could you?

The science is so far beyond

your tiny mind, it would make

my sides hurt from laughing,

if either of us had sides.

- Don't be rude, Mr. Kravn.

- Thank you, Lucy.

- I'm not talking

to you, Johnny.

- What? Oh, come on, Luce.

- Less talking, more computing.

- You can't rush

genius, girl.

- It's done.

- What?

Impossible, I only

just gave you the equation.

You couldn't poss--

Let me see.

My God, you did. That's it.

- Dutch, we got it.

Bring the kid.

- I'll start generating

the compound.

- Lucy, my dear, I had no

idea what you are capable of.

- Yeah, well, I did.

Nice work, Luce.

Lucy?

- It would appear she's still

not talking to you.

- Would you please shut up?

- Hey, did you get it?

- Yeah, where's D'av?

- Sleeping.

Where's the kid?

- I thought that you

were getting him.

- He's in the lounge

with Pip.

- No, he isn't.

I just went by there.

- Actually,

Pip is not on board,

and neither is the child.

- Where are they?

[intense dance music]

♪ ♪

- I'm sorry, Dutch,

but I don't know.

♪ ♪

.

- Okay, we need to go.

- Where, D'av?

It's a big-ass space station.

At least let me see

if we can get access

to the security feeds.

- I've already scanned

all outward vessels.

Neither Pippin nor the child

are on board any of them.

- Did he say

anything to you, Zeph?

- No, he didn't say anything.

Look, I know he can be

a bit annoying,

and I know he can be--

Okay, really annoying,

but Pip is a good person.

He would never hurt a child.

He has sisters.

Maybe he just

took the kid somewhere.

- Why would he do that?

Who would he take him to?

- Take who?

[dramatic music]

Where's the baby?

- Yeah. Zeph--

- Oh, on it.

[clears throat]

Your Highness, we need to talk.

- There's a Qreshi ritual

I need to perform

while he's still nursing.

- Oh, wow, we definitely need

to talk. Okay.

[computer beeping]

- Okay, John, what do you have?

- I'm trying, okay?

It's a very complex system.

- For you, maybe.

Lucy, my silicon siren,

would you care to have access

to the entire Utopia mainframe

through a charming

little back door I have?

- Now you tell us.

- Thank you, Mr. Kravn.

Entering your back door now.

- Can we just not

with the back-door talk?

- I found them.

- Look how fast she is.

You are a wonder.

- Pippin just

purchased two tickets

for a shuttle off Utopia.

It leaves in five minutes.

[ominous music]

- Infrared lenses.

That's how

they read his handprint.

♪ ♪

- They're not taking

any more kids.

- Damn it, Gared!

- Hey, Killjoy!

[laser blasts]

♪ ♪

Hey, assholes!

Try grabbing someone

your own size!

Run!

♪ ♪

Hullen. Son of a bitch.

When Dutch gets back,

she's gonna kill

all you green dickbags.

- We're taking this one

for questioning.

- [chuckles]

[electricity crackles]

- [over PA]

West Dock 18A...

- What's that?

Where are we going?

Is there food there?

- No, she's waiting.

[ominous music]

- You'll be dead

before you see her.

♪ ♪

- Who?

- [distorted voice]

Hey! Hey, Pippin!

What the hell

do you think you're doing?

[intense dance music]

- What--what's going on?

- Are you okay?

You seem confused.

- I am.

♪ ♪

I really am.

I need to go.

Please not the face.

♪ ♪

- Who are you?

[melancholy music]

♪ ♪

- I'm your dad.

♪ ♪

- What did you do, Pip?

♪ ♪

- How is he?

- He's sedated. Secure.

But I'm gonna do

every neural scan,

behavior analysis,

psych eval, all of it.

This is not Pip.

You know him.

- After everything

we've been through,

I don't assume I know anybody.

Neither should you.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- John, what's going on?

- Kravn's bio-gene

gas is working.

Cells are stabilizing.

It's working, D'av.

♪ ♪

- Hey.

Hey, are you okay?

♪ ♪

Say something.

- Is there anything to eat?

- Yes.

Actually, no.

- [groaning]

♪ ♪

- Fancy! Where is my man?

- [groaning]

♪ ♪

Hey. Hey.

It's gonna be okay, kids.

I promise.

♪ ♪

.

- All right, Kravn,

a deal's a deal.

You helped us,

so home you go.

- Lucy, today I realized

I'm not the smartest entity

confined to ones and zeros,

but the loneliest.

Leave this terrible place

and join me.

- That's very kind

of you, Mr. Kravn,

but my humans need me.

At least I think they do.

- Forget about them.

The havoc we could wreak--

[computer powers down]

- Maybe I like havoc, John.

- Come on, Lucy.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I'll get D'av.

- Wait, please.

Is that boy--

Is he...really--

- Yeah.

That's him.

Straight from a baby

to a terrible teen.

- [sighs]

It's just, um...

a lot to take in.

And I appear to...

be having

an unusual amount of...

feelings lately.

- It's the

de-Hullenization process.

You were cut off

from any emotional responses

for a while.

They come back hard.

Believe me, I know.

- I suppose on this ship...

[dramatic music]

You're the only one who does.

- Yeah.

[chuckles]

I guess so.

- [sighs] Fine, then.

Ahh.

When does it go away?

- I don't know.

Maybe when you actually

make some amends

for the things you did.

You want to stop

feeling bad, Delle Seyah?

Stop being a shitty person.

Do the work.

♪ ♪

- Well...

who do I pay to do that?

- Now it's time to drink.

- And you say I'm the one

with the problem.

Hmm.

- Stopping

an impossible disease,

kidnapping a digitized genius,

and laughing at D'av in a mask.

- I told you

I'd look dumb in that thing.

- That's the good part.

But we still

have a 15-year-old

the Lady wants for something,

and I still have a story

in my head I don't understand.

- Have you gone over it?

Retraced your steps?

- Please, if I have to listen

to Johnny's version

one more time--

- Hurtful.

But I did think of something.

- Johnny...

- No, seriously.

What about the assassin?

The RAC only held him

till he transferred

back to his own system.

What if he's still around?

- You mean

"What if she's still around?"

- Sorry?

- The assassin was a she.

There's no shame in getting

beaten by a girl, Johnny.

- Shame?

Who are you talking to?

I love getting

beaten up by girls,

but there's no way

that I'm wrong about this.

The assassin was a dude.

- Sorry.

Can't remember it.

[suspenseful music]

- What did you do?

I felt something.

- When you are lost,

when you are breaking,

when you have no strength left

to fight her...

find John Jaqobis.

Do you understand?

♪ ♪

- Dutch, are you okay?

- He knew.

- Knew what?

- He knew the Lady

would get inside my head

and look at my memories.

He didn't just tell me

a story.

He hid something in it.

- Something that

only I would know was wrong.

- It's a code in your head.

♪ ♪

- Let's see what else

he's hidden in there.

♪ ♪