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Previously on Continuum.

Nice shot.

I missed.

I'm not going.

One goes, we all go, Kellog.

I'm establishing a task force to take on this new threat.

We could really use someone with a deep understanding

of its methods and tactics, Special Agent.

She's using you.

I'm missing a piece.

You two, get inside!!

Terrorists.

Explains the heavy back up.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Second landing clear.

Cameron, give me a scan.

The room's shielded.

I got nothing on thermal or tactical.

Ok, people.

Remember, this guy is ex-Military and part of

the Bio-Enhancement program

so expect a heavyweight with some major aggression...

These juiced soldiers end up

turning into terrorists.

It's the shots.

Makes them big and strong.

Also makes them crazy.

Cut the chatter, people...

Go.

Go! Go!

Stay down!

Stay down!

Follow the lead through.

One Tango unarmed!

Help..

Me..

We have another one, south wall.

Holy shit.

Dispatch, this is Tac-5.

We just bagged a Liber8 face...

I repeat, we got the Queen of Hearts.

Alright folks, let's settle down.

Special Agent Cameron, you have the floor.

Thank you sir.

Intel on our terror group is scarce.

But I will do my best to bring you all up to speed.

Travis Berta,

ex-special forces, tactician,

well-trained in hand-to-hand combat.

He is most likely calling the shots

and should never be approached without back up.

You all know Lucas Ingram.

He is the reason this precinct was targeted.

Is a high value member, bomb maker,

engineer, technical expert.

He is clever, but arrogant.

Curtis Chen,

Another former soldier with aggression issues.

He likes to intimidate

and demonstrates psychotic tendencies.

Jasmine Garza, weapons, vehicles.

There is a lot of ex-military.

Should we be consulting the Department of Defense on this?

We are in talks.

But since they all joined Liber8.

Liber8? That's their name?

Yes. Since they all joined after leaving the services

this is now a police matter.

Moving on.

We don't have an image for Matthew Kellog.

Con artist, social engineer, facilitator.

If his lips are moving he's probably lying.

Which brings me to Edouard Kagame.

He's the leader of this cell

and possibly the most dangerous.

He hasn't been spotted with the others since they arrived,

but if he is here, he's just keeping a low profile.

Finally Sonya Valentine.

Queen of Hearts.

Partner of Travis.

Former doctor in the military

special operations division.

She's got an IQ off the charts.

She's more likely to use guile or subterfuge

than physical violence to achieve the gang's ends,

but keep your eyes on her if she crosses your path.

Cute, really cute.

- No. - No?

I got something much better for you.

You're gonna love this.

Yeah, what's that?

2077, my time, my city, my family.

When terrorists killed thousands of innocents,

they were condemned to die.

They had other plans.

A time travel device sent us all back 65 years.

I want to get home.

But I can't be sure what I'll return to if history is changed.

to corrupt and control the present

in order to win the future.

What they didn't plan on

was me!

Continuum 1x03 Wasting Time Original Air Date on June 10, 2012

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You are going to be okay.

He needs a Medic.

What about Sonya?

A medic from this era.

With access to real drugs.

Sign me up for that.

I don't think you appreciate the delicate situation

we are in.

You mean Travis?

I mean us.

If something happens to Travis,

this group's going turn inside out

and we both know who's going be pushing for Alpha.

Curtis?

After Travis, Sonya's the most senior.

Yeah.

Well, you can tell that to Curtis.

Where are you going?

I don't want to be here if Travis flatlines.

You feel me?

This makes no sense.

You realize this is a ridiculous amount of packaging

for a very small device.

No wonder you have an excess cash problem.

Take it out of the box.

I don't understand.

Hold on a second.

Explain it to me now.

I imagine the people in the coffee shop are looking at you

because you are talking to yourself, right?

Yeah, I thought so.

Put it in your ear.

And there you go.

You've gone from complete crazy person to a legit yuppie all in one move.

Do you really want all this blood on your hands?

What do you want?

Two eggs scrambled, sausage, biscuit and hash browns.

And tomatoes, if they're fresh.

And coffee, black.

Same thing for my friend.

Thank you.

I'm starving, aren't you?

I meant why are you here?

I want to talk.

That's it.

I better like what you have to say.

Get on with it.

I want to protect my future and you want to protect yours.

My comrades and I are from two very different viewpoints

on the use of force.

Would you believe me if I told you that

I don't share their methods?

No.

Neither did the Judge.

I admit, what happened was beyond forgiveness.

Ironic, coming from a man with a live grenade in his hand.

Why are you telling me this?

Why should I care?

Because I can give you something you want.

An arrangement for our mutual survival.

You scratch my back,

and where my former associates are concerned,

I'll cover yours.

What's in it for you?

I like it here.

I like the lifestyle.

I like the variety and availability of meats

and other goodies...

I know it's all going to change,

but I'll probably be dead by then.

Do what you want with the others.

I don't care.

I just want to live out my life in this time...

We're both survivors, Officer,

we're never going to be allies,

but it may happen that from time to time

we both do want the same thing.

I'm looking for situations that are win - win.

The local constabulary...

Time for me to go.

I'll be in touch.

Please don't try to follow me.

Damn, I was really hungry.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Ready for the thing?

Hello?

You okay?

Yeah.

That's a nice bluetooth.

Thanks.

I was kidding...

Clayton.

Keira Cameron,

new partner.

Nice to meet you.

This him?

Greg Doolin, 45.

Someone bored a hole into the back of his head

about the width of a golf ball.

Jesus.

Cored his skull like an apple.

They removed a section of the lower cortex,

right where it meets with the spine.

Yes.

Exactly.

Desanguination indicates the victim was still alive

when the cut was made.

The precision of the removal

suggests highly advanced surgical skill.

The wound appears to be cauterized.

Like I said, she's new.

She's right.

An instrument that could make a cut

with that kind of precision doesn't exist.

Are you a medical professional?

No, but I have a hunch our killer may be.

Are we done with this one?

As you can see, the hits just keep on coming.

You think this could be a member of our gang...

What's her name, Sonya, the medic?

Could be any one of them.

But if medical skills are required

she's the one providing it.

How long do you keep the dead?

Weeks, sometimes months if they go unclaimed.

Is Jaworski still here?

Yeah.

His body is evidence in our investigation.

Can you take me to him, please?

How much longer?

The network security of this decade is a complete joke.

Can you get it, quickly?

Somewhere.

A medical supplies warehouse is accepting payment.

From a financial institution that 40 years from now

will epitomize everything we're fighting against.

So that's a yes?

A Baker/August 5 000, hospital grade.

Where do you want it delivered?

Any house on the street.

We can intercept.

What was done to him?

His organs were weighed and examined

as part of the autopsy.

Just following standard protocol.

Why?

Did you find something you didn't expect ?

Yes, in fact.

There were some structural abnormalities in his heart,

lungs and CNS.

How did you know?

That's not up for discussion.

Until you hear from me, you need to secure all the evidence you have

relating to this man and consider it classified.

Classified?

Yes.

I'll arrange to have it shipped to a safe location.

She's our expert on this gang.

Do what she says.

Understood.

Thanks.

Talk to you soon.

Did you want to see the other body?

What other body?

Meet Brian Young.

Came in yesterday.

This changes things.

It sure does.

Pattern killing.

Ritualistic mutilation.

Mr. Young yesterday and Mr. Doolin today.

I took the liberty of cross referencing both victims

through all the crime databases.

Came up with nothing.

So...

There is no apparent connection between the victims...

If that holds up, we could be dealing with a serial killer.

There is one connection.

What's that?

What's missing...

We need to find out what exactly is being extracted

from the victims.

Talk to the M.E.

In both cases the Pituitary Gland was extracted

while the victim was alive.

Alive?

As best as we can guess, from the physiology of the wounds.

What does it do, this gland?

It's an endocrine gland that produces many hormones

but my guess is your suspect was after human growth hormone.

They're harvesting it.

Excuse me? Harvesting?

That's my guess also.

Believe it or not, this stuff has value on the black market.

For who?

How much?

Athletes mostly.

Coaches.

And it's expensive.

Any reason that these two men were targeted for 'harvesting'?

Anything linking them chemically?

Not that I can see.

Blood type is different.

I'll need to run some more lab tests to be sure,

but that could take weeks if I don't know what to look for.

We don't have weeks.

I need to know what to look for.

Let's go.

Run whatever tests come to mind

and call me if you find anything.

What's next?

Find the connection between our victims

that no one has noticed yet.

Nothing?

No common friends, no business interests,

two completely different worlds.

Nothing in any database linking the two vics.

Maybe my 'contacts' can help?

The people with the answers that nobody else seems to know.

I need a database search.

It doesn't work that way.

What?

You didn't dial anyone.

I told you.

I need a search.

Jeez, you're really missing the point of this thing.

Coming right up.

I have to call you back.

Julian.

Your Mom asked me to come and get you.

Everyone's here.

Okay then.

Alec?

Yeah, I'm coming!

Come on, dude, everyone's here.

Let's go!

Hello?

Hello?

Nice to know even the government drops calls.

Just wait till the phone company is the government.

That's a scary thought.

As long as we are dependent on corporations

for their food growing technologies, we become slaves

to those who would use technology to enslave us.

The forces that control our lives are counting

on that same fascination with technology.

They market it to us knowing that we are too hungry...

How is he?

Alive.

Unlike some people around here.

Is that supposed to be some kind of threat?

Yes.

What was Kellog on about?

Kellog has always been...

different.

He's up to something.

Breaking ranks on us...

sneaking out on his own..

What do you suggest?

What would you do if you were in my shoes?

Take him out.

And violate our oath we swore to each other?

Before he has a chance to make a play.

I'm just thinking of you, Travis.

Do you mind if I...

Just for a sec, real quick.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

What are you up to, Kellog?

You know that lady Protector who came through with us?

What about her?

I'm setting that bitch up.

Mom?

I'm heading back out to the barn--

To work.

Okay.

Let me help you with that.

Thank you sweetheart.

Why are you always in here alone cleaning up after people?

It's no bother.

I'm happy to.

Why can't Roland, or Julian do it, it's their group.

Don't tell me they converted you too?

Honey.

I realize that it's asking a lot of you to listen

to your Stepfather and his beliefs,

but that is all I'm asking you to do, is just listen.

Nobody is expecting you to change the way you live,

or stop your work.

But he's full of crap.

He has his beliefs, honey, as we all do.

If you want him to respect yours

then you have to respect his, right?

There's a very good man in there,

who is trying to reach out to you.

I'll try really hard, Mom.

For you.

I don't understand how you find anything

with this antiquated system?

Well we can't all have unlimited budgets like some people,

or there'd be no inter-agency jealousy.

Ok, I'm back.

Excellent.

What's excellent?

The work you're doing.

What are you talking about?

I've got nothing.

Sperm?

Sperm?

They both were paid a couple hundred bucks

by the same fertility clinic.

It's a sperm bank south of downtown.

South Creek Fertility Services.

How'd you come up with that?

Look!

Both of them are listed as receiving payment.

Sperm.

Dr. Gibson?

We need a word.

Detective Fonnegra, VPD.

You'll have to schedule an appointment with my secretary.

This will take a second.

We need access to your client database.

Absolutely not, those records are confidential.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Alec?

Dr. Ted Gibson, I'm on it.

You are going to love this.

I understand where you are coming from,

but I've got two bodies in the morgue

with holes drilled into their back of skulls

and the only connection between the two of them is you.

If you're suggesting

I had anything to do with any murders,

you should be talking to my lawyers.

We're not saying you had anything to do

with the murders.

And if you'll just give us a second I can explain.

No, let me explain to you.

I'm not the kind of man who appreciates being accosted

by police officers who seem to have forgotten

a little right called doctor/patient confidentiality.

That didn't seem to bother you in 2002, Seattle, I believe,

when you revealed the names of your "premium" donors

to some of your patients and charged extra for their...

services.

How much does the sperm from a Nobel Prize runner up go for

these days?

That case was settled.

The records sealed.

How did you find out...?

She has her sources.

Like what you're doing with your hair.

Clinic records are on the way.

What's the play?

If the killer used the clinic database to find his victims,

there should be a link to their records.

Then we might be able to ID the next victim

before another murder.

I'm Looking for Detective Fonnegra.

Right here.

We've got the files from the Fertility Clinic.

That was fast.

Are they on a jump drive or on CDs?

I've got 45 of these babies down in the truck.

Where do you want 'em?

45 of these babies!

The files don't indicate

any commonalities between the two victims.

What are you looking for?

We need to isolate the matching genetic marker.

Give me a sec.

Ok, here we go.

Both men have an identical chromosome

that's tied to pituitary mutation.

Both victims have an identical chromosome

that's tied to pituitary mutation.

Dormant here, but the kind of thing

that could be triggered...

What is that?

How do you even know about it?

With the right equipment, this natural hormone

could be synthesized into a powerful metabolic drug.

What, like a steroid?

Like a super-steroid...

The kind of thing that the military might use

to build a better soldier...

These guys need this steroid?

Did you check for a military program

with a profile that matches this one?

Not yet.

Let's get on it.

So our perps are searching the fertility clinic database,

looking for clients with this marker?

Which means we are going to have to test the rest of these files

for the same genetic marker.

We should also check into any highly sophisticated

medical equipment that's been stolen

in the last week.

Why that?

Because human growth hormone needs to be synthesized

into a serum in order to be effective.

How soon before we can start work?

Give me 20 minutes.

You can have five.

Come on!

How am I an idiot?

You suck!

Come on!

I'm done. No, I'm not talking to you.

You know you can go faster.

Forgot, you don't want Detective Do Right

to know what you're doing.

Fine, but just know that I've calculated at this rate

It's going to take at least seven more hours

to get the info in.

Just saying.

Okay you win.

What?

Take two folders.

Open them side by side.

Next.

You understand this genetic crap?

Sorta.

Next.

Wait, got a match.

You got a match!

How did you see that?

I've got a knack for patterns...

Next.

Next.

What are you doing, Kellog?

Minding my own business.

Give that to me.

Why an address?

It's nothing.

It's...

It's noth...

I don't believe you.

You know as well as I do that Travis may not make it.

If someone were to do something,

make a statement by action that impressed the others,

that would go along way to putting them in a position

to take over.

You're not making any sense.

If someone brought back the head of the Protector on a platter,

that would register.

That would make an impact.

It wouldn't be difficult.

All you need to know is...

where to go.

An address.

Give me that.

You're gonna shoot me, Kellog?

Give me that.

That's what I thought.

I can give you more information down at the station.

I need you to come down,

try and make an ID from photographs

of anyone suspicious you might have noticed following you.

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

Did we get them all?

Not all.

A Herbert George did not answer.

We have to pay Mr. George a visit.

Is there an address?

Faber College.

He's a student.

I had a couple of friends who went here.

What about yourself?

What about me?

Did you go to college?

John Jay, for law enforcement.

Police work's all I ever wanted to do.

Me too.

Yeah?

Where'd you go?

Union Military.

Class of...

I almost had you.

No, not even close.

Pretty close.

And that's as close as you're gonna get.

We'll see about that. Hold on.

Fonnegra.

Okay. Great. Thanks.

Herbert George, registered room 316.

Also works in the campus kitchen.

Which I think is pretty close to here...

Rock, paper, scissors?

Follow what Carlos does.

On three, make a fist.

On three.

One, two, three!

Damn.

I'll take the kitchen.

Call me if you find him.

What did we just do?

I'm sorry, did I just teach you something you didn't know?

Alec?

Sorry, that was just me, savoring the moment.

Continue.

Please.

Hello?

Herbert George?

You're like the third person who has been looking for him.

I keep telling people.

There's no Herbert here.

My old roommate dropped out in the first quarter,

other bed's been empty ever since.

Herbert George.

Carlos!

I just checked his room.

There is no Herbert George.

This is a set up!

Slow down.

Take it easy.

Shut up.

Police!

Freeze!

Put your weapon down!

Carlos...

Do it now!

I said drop it asshole!

I don't think so!

Where's the bitch?

I'm going to let you guys figure this out.

Get down! Move!

Shit!

This is going to be easy.

You don't know when to quit, sweetheart, do you?

You... just don't... either...

sweetheart.

It's over.

You want to go home?

You're going home.

You've got it backwards.

Carlos!

You're gonna be okay, Carlos.

Travis!

Good to see you back on your feet.

What happened to you?

Curtis happened.

Go on.

I was going to take out the cop.

I had her set up and sitting pretty

when Curtis muscled in on the plan.

Tried to take me out.

What were the two of you thinking?!

We wanted to impress the others in case...

in case you didn't make it.

I'm not impressed.

And now we're five!

I'm here to make it right.

My god, you've been tagged!

Tagged?

What?!

You got a homing beacon in your bloodstream.

Perimeter! Now!

She shot me, I didn't know what it was!

You could have led the Protector back to us.

I didn't know what it was!

What should we do?

I know what to do.

Kiera?

Yes?

You were about to walk us through the events?

Of course.

Carlos...

Detective Fonnegra and myself

traced the next potential victim to this address...

What she's trying to say

is that it was over before she got here.

You can read about it in my report, Sir, but...

the bottom line is that Curtis Chen,

one of the Liber8 killers, is off the board, permanently.

A good day's work by any definition.

Special Agent Cameron made the connection to the clinic

that allowed us to get him.

They won't be targeting anyone else.

I may have finished the job,

but she definitely deserves the credit.

Nice work.

I look forward to reading that report.

- Thank you. - Yeah...

The last thing you need right now is the scrutiny

that comes with an officer-involved fatality.

Let me take the heat on this one.

This is the least I can do.

I do have one last question:

Maybe later you can tell me what actually happened here.

Maybe. I've got a few things to clear up first.

Thanks, okay.

I want you to take care of them and...

See you back at the station.

Dammit.

Alec, where are you?

Living large.

What can I do for you?

My suit is damaged.

I wouldn't know where to begin.

What did you do to it?

That's not the point.

My suit was short-circuited.

And I really need it.

I tagged Kellog with a trans-dermal location dart

that stays in his bloodstream for 24 hours.

I need to track it,

but I can't call anything up on the suit.

Give me the frequency.

I'll see what I can do.

Hi.

Comfortable?

My friends weren't very understanding

when I came back here tagged.

I scanned the perimeter.

No sign of the others, no ambush.

What's going on?

They left me here to keep you busy

while they move to a new place.

Herbert George... Wells. HG Wells.

The Time Machine.

A classic.

I thought you'd appreciate the reference.

I don't appreciate that you almost got me killed.

I delivered Curtis like room service.

Room service doesn't shoot back.

I never said it would be easy.

So what now?

We're both adults.

The house is empty...

...or not.

You could arrest me I suppose,

but I can't help you from a prison cell.

You can't hurt me from one either.

I have no intention in hurting you.

Quite the opposite.

Untie me?

Give me one good reason.

I know how these animals think.

I can help you protect the innocent people

who might get in their way.

That's your job isn't it?

You're a terrorist and a revolutionary.

What? No!

That guy won't be born until 2041...

I'm a guy with a bad future, ready for a fresh start.

What do you have to lose?

You mess with me now

and not only will I kill you in this time,

but I'll make it my mission to guarantee

that you're never born in the future.

Are we clear?

Absolutely.

What's happening?

We got her.

We got the Queen of Hearts.

Tag and ship this waste of space.

Run!

How can you be sure the gang won't still need victims for their serum?

Kellog told me they synthesized enough to last indefinitely.

Can you trust him?

Probably not.

But the fact that his own gang tried to blow him up,

makes me feel a little better about the situation.

What are you doing?

You could get into trouble.

It's only a matter of time before those two bodies

in the morgue raise questions.

If I'm ever going to get home,

the last thing I need is the trail that leads here.

A girl's gotta have secrets.

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If I make the wrong decision,

millions could be affected.

We consider the death of Professor Ames

and the theft of his work to be a matter of national security.

That's Edouard Kagame.

The leader of the gang?

Its heart and soul.

These scientists are playing God.

And in a way, so are you.