Original subtitles

[Ambient Electronic Music]

MARCUS: So where in the hell is he?

You know I spend half my time waiting for Travis.

CALLISTA: It's obvious he never intended to meet us.

TARYN: Father!

Father wants me!

CALLISTA: He knows we haven't exactly been sympatico,

so think it through, figure it out.

MARCUS: So what, you think this is supposed

to be some kind of bonding thing, yeah?

CALLISTA: Yeah.

Personal management tactics 101.

I can't believe I didn't see it coming.

[Screaming] TARYN: Help me!

Help me please!

MARCUS: So, he's expecting us to share a beer

and say stupid things like, you know what Callie,

you're not so bad after all, I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna be saying that.

CALLISTA: Well I'm having a drink.

[Screaming] TARYN: Help me!

Help me please!

Please help me!

[Tense Music]

[Distant] TARYN: Help me please!

Father's coming!

Father wants me, please!

MARCUS: Taryn?

It's Marcus!

Taryn!

Oh my God.

CALLISTA: What the hell is going on?

MARCUS: She's a friend Callie, she's a friend of mine!

MAN: Get away, she's ours.

MARCUS: Callie, where's the nearest hospital?

[Screaming] TARYN: No!

You can't!

He'll find me, please!

[Shushing]

[Opening Theme Music]

TRAVIS [O.C]: What's wrong with her?

CALLISTA: I don't know for sure, but she's messed up.

It's as if half her body is

turning into something not human.

Caravaggio said her blood showed

a high level of iropropitomene,

crystallized horizon.

TRAVIS: She's an addict?

CALLISTA: Yeah, and one more thing, Marcus knows her.

TRAVIS: He talk about it?

CALLISTA: Not much, but I did manage

to get her last name from him.

It's Orford, as in Senator Orford of Mars Colony.

[Moaning]

TRAVIS: What's her condition?

CARAVAGGIO: Her condition is serious.

After analyzing her blood, I believe she is a drug addict.

TRAVIS: Well she may be an addict, but no drug did this.

She's been altered.

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

TRAVIS: It's a biocrime.

Marcus, we have to contact her family.

MARCUS: No Travis.

TARYN: No!

Don't tell them, please!

Don't, don't.

TRAVIS: It's all right.

[Distressed] TARYN: Don't, please!

TRAVIS: It's all right, you'll be all right.

MARCUS: Taryn's father blames me for her addiction.

Easier than blaming himself, I guess.

The truth is we were both on the streets.

We were both going through bad times

and we just found each other.

But he's not gonna want me anywhere near her.

TRAVIS: Then we will tell him.

CALLISTA: Travis, she said not to do it.

TRAVIS: What's our alternative?

CALLISTA: I don't know, but if that was me on that table

and you told my father, his only concern

would be to save himself the embarrassment

by shutting me up in an asylum.

Senator Orford won't be any different.

TRAVIS: We don't know that.

CALLISTA: I know that.

TRAVIS: Do you wanna get the person responsible for this?

CALLISTA: Of course I do!

TRAVIS: Then we can't just ride out of the dusk Callie,

we have to be hired.

Car, try to contact Senator Orford on Mars colony.

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

TRAVIS: Fill him in on what's happened.

Better not spare him on the details either.

Ask him what he wants us to do.

Marcus.

Ever hear of a man named Abode,

Father Abode?

CALLISTA: Father who?

[Atmospheric Music]

CARAVAGGIO: Father Abode traces back

to genetic experiments in the Calistian prison camps

during the Civil War.

He learned under the infamous Dr. Novack.

PERCY: Butcher.

Dante nailed him.

Should have known he'd wanna pass on his gift.

RUDOLPHO: Enough of that Car, thank you.

MARCUS: Caravaggio, privacy please.

CARAVAGGIO: As you wish.

MARCUS: Taryn can you hear me?

It's Marcus.

I talked myself into believing you'd be okay without me.

I nearly came back a few times but

I was scared.

Scared that I'd get back into the life,

start enjoying it, and I'd never get out again.

I had to leave, Taryn.

I'm gonna find Lumpy.

He put that shit in our veins

and I'm damn sure he sold you to Father Abode.

CARAVAGGIO: Marcus said that Taryn

had been living on the streets

after many years with a severe drug problem.

Her family cut her off when they found out

that she was an addict.

TRAVIS: How nice.

RUDOLPHO: They're funneled to Abode like sheep.

No one's looking for them.

CARAVAGGIO: Through various means,

they are altered to become retropathic genetic hybrids.

CALLISTA: Sorry, I'm a little out of my element here.

Altered for what purpose exactly?

TRAVIS: They're made to order.

Pre-made?

PERCY: For sex, Callie.

Sex and degradation.

MARCUS: It's gonna be all right, Taryn.

CARAVAGGIO: I have a recorded transmission

coming in from Senator Orford.

TRAVIS: Put it through.

ORFORD: Mr. Montana, I'm on route to IO Sublight

in the military transport.

Thank you for rescuing Taryn.

I've been updated as to her condition,

and I've seen all I care to see.

I'm hiring you and your team to bring in Father Abode,

and trusting 100,000 credits will be acceptable for the job.

RUDOLPHO: Yeah, that'll do nicely.

ORFORD: If there's any way to save Taryn's life,

please do all that you can.

RUDOLPHO: It's a good bounty.

Bloody awful gig though.

Where was he when his daughter was on the street, huh?

TRAVIS: Probably drinking single malt at the yacht club.

CARAVAGGIO: In a funnel up text transmission,

the senator's asking that you meet him

at the police station upon his arrival.

There are two officers there

that have been following Taryn's disappearance.

CALLISTA: Great, cops.

TRAVIS: Marcus.

Meet me in the observation area.

PERCY: Car, is there any point to this?

I mean, can Taryn be put back the way she was?

CARAVAGGIO: Theoretically, yes.

But her genetic structure has been altered

and for the moment, I don't know how.

TRAVIS: So what?

Abode's our only chance of saving her?

CARAVAGGIO: Father Abode will have a record

of which genes he's manipulating.

You will have to retrieve that.

Meanwhile we will need to prepare Taryn

for the re-alteration procedure

by extracting a series of cellular sub-streets.

Unfortunately, we cannot use anesthesia.

CALLISTA: Let's see a holo of this bastard, Car.

CARAVAGGIO: Searching. [Beeping]

RUDOLPHO: Give it up, mate.

No one knows what he looks like.

CARAVAGGIO: It seems Rudolpho is right.

CALLISTA: Well how much time has she got?

CARAVAGGIO: She is changing rapidly at the cellular level.

She will either entirely transform into whatever it was

she was intended to become,

or the transformation itself will kill her.

She'll need to have blood drained

from flooded areas immediately.

PERCY: What are you looking at me for?

[Screaming]

[Dramatic Piano Music]

MARCUS: Caravaggio, how long has she got?

CARAVAGGIO: A day, maybe two.

I'm sorry, Marcus.

TRAVIS: It isn't your fault, Marcus.

MARCUS: I should have taken her with me when I left.

Forced her to stop the drugs.

TRAVIS: Easier said than done.

MARCUS: We were all we had, Travis.

Each other.

I was really...

I was a mess.

TRAVIS: But you got out.

[Sighs]

TRAVIS: You up to meeting the Senator?

MARCUS: On IO?

[Sighs] MARCUS: Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

It's time to face the music.

[Dramatic Music]

MARCUS: I'm gonna find Lumpy.

And I'll kill him.

Caravaggio, what's happening?

CARAVAGGIO: Pressure on her brain stem

has triggered an automatic convulsion.

She has slipped into a coma.

[Inaudible Woman on Speakers]

ORFORD: No offense detectives,

but you've been looking for my daughter

for two years now with no results.

ARNOT: Senator, we just don't have the manpower.

TRAVIS: Senator Orford?

Travis Montana.

These are my associates, Callie Larkadia,

Marcus Fagen.

ORFORD: These are our detectives, Gus Dwarf and Arnot.

They've assured me their full cooperation.

How's my daughter?

TRAVIS: She's stable, but we're working against the clock.

ORFORD: How did you find her?

TRAVIS: Actually, Callie and Marcus found her.

ORFORD: Well I wanna thank you both.

I, uh...

I know you.

MARCUS: Yeah, I'm a friend of Taryn's.

ORFORD: You're the one who turned her to the streets.

MARCUS: No she found her own way to the streets, Senator.

I was just a friend for her while she was there.

ORFORD: You got her into drugs.

Is this some kind of joke bringing him here?

TRAVIS: With all due respect Senator,

Marcus is familiar with the world your daughter came from.

If anyone knows how to find the people who did this to her,

it's him.

ORFORD: How do you know he's not working for those people?

TRAVIS: Because I trust him.

ORFORD: All right, don't get me wrong Montana,

I want you on this case.

But I don't want him.

MARCUS: No problem.

ORFORD: All right, can we get on with this please?

PERCY: You're looking kind of freaky, I must say.

In a cute way, though.

CARAVAGGIO: Were you talking to me?

PERCY: No Car, I wasn't.

CARAVAGGIO: I'm sorry there is not

a less invasive procedure.

PERCY: So is she, I'm sure.

[Chatter]

[Lounge Music]

VAELA: Marcus?

MARCUS: Vaela!

VAELA: Baby, hi!

It has been so long.

Oh, let me see.

You look good.

MARCUS: Hey, how have you been?

VAELA: Ah you know me, same.

Dancing, saving,

saving, dancing.

MARCUS: Saving?

Well that's not like you.

VAELA: Are you kidding me?

To get out of this hole?

What else am I gonna do?

And you?

Off the streets I hear, that is great.

MARCUS: Yeah, it's good, it's good.

Listen. VAELA: Yeah.

MARCUS: I need some help, Vaela.

VAELA: Uh huh.

MARCUS: Do you remember my friend Taryn Orford?

[Whisper] VAELA: Taryn.

Yeah, yeah I do, your little pal, how is she?

MARCUS: Not so good.

VAELA: Oh no.

MARCUS: I think that Lumpy Goodwin has sold her

to some very nasty people, and

and I need to find him right now, Vaela.

VAELA: Okay.

Listen to me, okay?

Unless you're actually planning on killing that man,

I got nothing to say, okay?

MARCUS: I am.

[Sighs] VAELA: Okay.

He came into the club about a week or so back

and he was trying to recruit some of the young talent,

before I chased him off, right?

And he...

He told the girls to contact him

at his place above the Wire Angel.

But Marcus you gotta be careful, okay?

You know what you're dealing with here?

MARCUS: I will.

I promise, Vaela.

VAELA: Okay. [Blows Kiss]

ARNOT: As we explained to the senator,

we simply don't have the resources

to look for Taryn in the way that we'd like.

CALLISTA: Maybe you need to look for her in a way you don't like.

Like, out from behind your desk.

GUS: You miss life in Mars Special Ops?

CALLISTA: Not at all.

I don't have to deal with the likes of you two as much.

TRAVIS: All right look, we all know Abode is a ghost,

but in the end he's a businessman,

which means he has to deal with someone.

The question is, who.

GUS: Yeah, thanks for the insight.

CALLISTA: Come on.

You guys know these streets.

You must have some idea where we can start.

ARNOT: Afraid not.

TRAVIS: I see.

Well, thank you very much gentlemen.

ORFORD: I'd like a word.

[Atmospheric Music]

PERCY: If you stay still...

I can't finish it if you keep doing that.

CARAVAGGIO: You are aware that she is unconscious.

PERCY: I'm at my best with people when they're unconscious.

CARAVAGGIO: I see.

PERCY: You know this whole thing will just hurt a lot less

if you relax.

Relax.

CARAVAGGIO: Can an unconscious person relax?

TRAVIS: So where'd Marcus go?

CALLISTA: I don't know, but he sure took off fast.

It makes you think twice about the Senator's accusations.

TRAVIS: Hey, Marcus did a lot of bad things when he was younger,

but I'm telling you, he never hurt a soul.

CALLISTA: Unlike some of us.

TRAVIS: That's ancient history.

But he sure as hell wouldn't have

lasted five minutes in the class.

CALLISTA: Well can he take care of himself?

TRAVIS: I hope so,

because I think he's trying to prove a point

to our friend the Senator.

CALLISTA: He's looking for Abode on his own.

TRAVIS: Montana to Tulip.

CARAVAGGIO: Tulip here.

TRAVIS: Car, has Marcus checked in?

CARAVAGGIO: No.

PERCY: We thought he was with you.

TRAVIS: It's a long story.

PERCY: Marcus piss off the Senator?

TRAVIS: Not exactly, but we can't find him.

CARAVAGGIO: I'm afraid he's gone radio silent.

CALLISTA: That's not good.

TRAVIS: Well let us know if he checks in, would you?

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

PERCY: Hey, maybe he told Taryn where he was going.

TRAVIS: Taryn?

Is she conscious? PERCY: No.

But I could see what I could find out.

CALLISTA: Not to question your sanity or anything Percy,

but you you really think you're gonna get any information

from someone who's nearly catatonic?

PERCY: Yes, Callie, I do.

CALLISTA: I'm out.

TRAVIS: Well, let us know if you find out anything.

Travis out.

One of a kind.

CALLISTA: Yeah.

TRAVIS: We'd better find Marcus.

[City Sounds]

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Wire Angel Hall.

[Laughing] LUMPY: Marcus Fagen.

My old friend.

I hear awful reports you've gone legit.

MARCUS: Hey, lies and innuendo, Lumpy.

As my proposal to you shall prove.

LUMPY: Are we talking commerce?

MARCUS: We are.

LUMPY: Well then.

We need to share some gas.

Oh, ah!

Here it is.

[Tense Music] [Scanning]

PERCY: Taryn?

Taryn.

I know you can hear me.

I need you to tell me where Marcus went.

If you wanna live, you'll tell me,

where did Marcus go?

Tell me where Marcus went.

TARYN: Lumpy!

PERCY: Lumpy what?

Taryn?

LUMPY: A little R-271 to take the edge off my friend?

MARCUS: After we do the deal, eh, Lumpy?

We can seal it chemically.

LUMPY: Makes sense.

Want a clear brain for the deal, huh?

So then, what is the deal?

MARCUS: Well, it is true that I am now a bounty hunter.

Whoa whoa whoa, come on guys, you can relax.

CALLISTA: Lumpy?

Okay.

Thanks Percy.

Lumpy.

Lumpy.

What the hell does that even mean?

Is it a name?

TRAVIS: Yeah.

I once heard this guy,

talking about this bounty hunter,

a really creepy-looking guy with a face full of growths.

I could swear he was called Lumpy.

LUMPY: Well-trained, aren't they?

Put 'em down, boys!

We trust our friend here.

MARCUS: Well it's just that I'm doing

a lot of moon hopping these days and

well it seems to me to be a perfect opportunity

to shift some of your more exotic chemicals.

LUMPY: I knew the reports of Marcus Fagen's death

were greatly exaggerated.

I like this plan, Marky.

But what do you want from it?

MARCUS: Well, you know how it is, Lumpy.

Life just gets so ordinary some days.

You need to swerve from that.

A kink.

You know what I mean?

LUMPY: I think I do know what you mean.

Why don't you look through my catalog,

at some kinks.

COMPUTER: Justine.

The Jaguar.

ARNOT: Goodwin.

We got a bounty hunter in these parts

sniffing around the Abode operation.

If he has half a brain, he's headed right for you.

LUMPY: Right, thanks.

[Tense Music]

LUMPY: Thought you had me, Marky boy.

MARCUS: Okay, okay.

LUMPY: I most definitely have you.

[Chuckling]

LUMPY: Enjoy.

[Screaming]

LUMPY: How's that feel, Marky?

Just like old times.

A day or two up,

and you'll be one of my favorite customers again.

So Marky boy, who hired you?

Who you working with?

You could spend the rest of your days in the streets,

or I could contact Father Abode today.

I've been thinking about getting my own hybrid made

for my own personal pleasure.

Keep you in a cell in the basement.

Barely enough to turn around, if you take my meaning.

Now answer my questions.

MARCUS: I'm sorry Lumpy.

LUMPY: That's better.

MARCUS: What were those questions again?

LUMPY: That was a mistake.

Take him to the drop-off, I'll contact Abode.

[Gun Firing]

MARCUS: Ah fine, ruin it.

Right when they were gonna take me to Abode.

CALLISTA: Are you okay?

MARCUS: Hello gorgeous.

TRAVIS: They don't by any chance call you Lumpy, do they?

LUMPY: Who the hell are you?

You work for him?

MARCUS: With.

With him you idiot!

TRAVIS: You know Lumpy, the problem with being a drug dealer

and a one-man freak show, is a lot of people

on the street who don't like you know where you live.

What's his story, Marcus?

MARCUS: He sold Taryn, and who knows

how many others to Father Abode.

LUMPY: That's ridiculous!

I never heard of a Father Abode.

I'm not a religious man.

TRAVIS: Now would be a good time to become one.

LUMPY: I don't know where Abode is.

TRAVIS: You know my partner here,

she's got some issues with how you treat women.

LUMPY: Okay, I've never actually met Abode,

and that's the truth.

TRAVIS: But you can contact him.

LUMPY: I can't.

TRAVIS: Good luck.

LUMPY: I can contact him through a direct secure line.

No visuals.

TRAVIS: Then set it up.

CALLISTA: You're lucky.

[Spaceship Humming]

CALLISTA: What the hell happened to his face?

TRAVIS: I don't know, but it looks like

he fought something nasty.

CALLISTA: There is a God.

TRAVIS: Car, how's Taryn?

CARAVAGGIO: Her kidneys are beginning to fail

and her lungs are starting to fill with liquid.

There's just too much pressure in her system.

Autonomic activity is fluctuating.

ARNOT: That was one of Goodwin's boys.

Montana's taking Lumpy to his shipment.

GUS: There goes our meal ticket.

ARNOT: It's not only the payouts.

If Abode hears Montana has Lumpy,

he's gonna know we screwed up.

And we can't hide from the Father.

Okay, we got one play.

We grab Montana and his team,

and they come back for Abode.

Then we make the exchange.

Them for Goodwin.

GUS: We can't let them go one we get him back.

ARNOT: What do you think I am, stupid?

We blow them out the trash tubes into the lava fields.

Let's go.

[Spaceship Humming]

[Dramatic Music]

CALLISTA: Relax.

I've done this procedure before in the field.

RUDOLPHO: Abode is gonna scan him six ways to heaven.

CALLISTA: Let him.

This tracking stone is Mars Special Ops.

I borrowed it when I left.

TRAVIS: What else did you borrow?

CALLISTA: The point is, the type of scanner you'd need

to detect this thing hasn't been invented yet.

Well, except for the prototype that I also...

RUDOLPHO: Borrowed? CALLISTA: Hey.

10.25 an hour for what I went through?

They owed me something.

The stone piggybacks on commercial transmissions,

mimicking them just slightly out of phase.

The power source is bio-electric,

it mimics neurons firing.

Not detectable, unless...

TRAVIS: Unless?

CALLISTA: Unless your stress level gets out of control.

Neuron firing increases under stress,

and that firing has a higher frequency.

A regular scanner will spot the difference.

You see the problem.

TRAVIS: I see the problem.

CALLISTA: All you have to do is remain calm.

At Special Ops I was trained at that.

TRAVIS: Remaining calm?

CALLISTA: Yes.

TRAVIS: I've noticed.

CALLISTA: Okay, let's have a look.

Hmm.

I guess you're just a little nervous about the mission.

TRAVIS: That must be it.

I'll make a note to calm down.

I'll need that skin cell.

RUDOLPHO: Oh yeah.

She use to be your unrequited love.

CALLISTA: Here.

I'm not so comfortable handing my DNA over

to some lunatic doctor.

TRAVIS: Don't worry, it won't get that far.

RUDOLPHO: I don't like the sound of this.

TRAVIS: I'm not wild about it myself.

RUDOLPHO: Okay old chum.

Time to dive into the lion's den.

There's still time to think of another way.

TRAVIS: Well, I'm open to suggestions.

All right, you two follow me

in the second shuttle in an hour,

and uh,

come out with guns blazing.

[Spaceship Engine]

[Whooshing]

MAN: You'd be Mr. Farrow, Goodwin's friend?

TRAVIS: That's me.

MAN: Nice and calm now.

TRAVIS: Just what I was thinking.

MAN: If we find anything on you, we'll kill you.

Check him.

[Beeping]

MAN: Something?

MAN #2: Nah.

It's just picking up some commercial

transmission signatures.

MAN #1: You come with us now Mr. Farrow,

and we'll do some business.

TRAVIS: All right.

CALLISTA: Percy, we're following Travis.

[Whooshing]

[Mysterious Music]

ABODE: Did you have a good sleep, Mr. Farrow?

TRAVIS: I was asleep?

ABODE: Mm-hmm.

Nearly an hour.

I'm Father Abode.

[Laughing] ABODE: You were expecting a man.

TRAVIS: I was.

ABODE: Everyone does.

But, what's in a name.

Oh, we have the cells you brought in.

RUDOLPHO: Are you sure this is where he met them?

CALLISTA: Yes.

ABODE: I assume you wanted a clone

rather than a straight alteration.

TRAVIS: An alteration?

ABODE: Yes, it's more exotic

than a clone.

It requires genetic as well as

surgical and chemical manipulation.

And of course, there's always a problem

finding subjects to be altered.

They're most resistant.

Are you sure you're not interested in an alteration?

TRAVIS: No, thanks.

Clone will suit me just fine.

ABODE: You're sure.

Most people prefer them.

TRAVIS: Oh, why is that?

ABODE: Because they're unnatural.

Our people like unnatural.

They want something different and exciting.

Now that's progress.

TRAVIS: Well I'm not so...

ABODE: Our hybrid is our most popular alteration.

We can do transgender and trans-species.

And we keep our subject's genetic information on file

should you require any changes to your alteration.

TRAVIS: Sounds exciting.

But I'll tell you what,

why don't I just stick with the clone for now?

ABODE: You won't be disappointed.

CALLISTA: Okay, I'm getting some readings.

Damn.

GUS: Well, well, well.

Where's Montana?

CALLISTA: I don't know.

ARNOT: Then we'll just have to lock you up until you remember.

RUDOLPHO: Excuse me, what's the charge?

GUS: We'll think of something.

MARCUS [O.C]: I was able to get off the streets

because I had a friend like Travis to help me.

I always thought I could be that friend for you, Taryn.

But I'm still learning.

Sorry.

[Moans]

ARNOT: If he's already onto Abode, we're screwed.

GUS: It was your idea not to tell Abode's people.

RUDOLPHO: Hey fellas.

Come up with a charge, have you?

How about, 15 to life for being twice as smart as you are?

ARNOT: One more dumb move like that and you're dead.

RUDOLPHO: How come Montana's got your noses bent out of shape?

ARNOT: Because he's interfering

with an official police investigation,

and unless you tell us where he is, you will be too.

RUDOLPHO: Hooray, hey, how fun, he came up with a charge.

Nice thinking, fellas.

GUS: Where is he?

Well?

ABODE: Things are going well in the lab.

TRAVIS: My clone.

What will she be like?

ABODE: Physically like the original.

But we can do psycho-manipulation if you like.

Make her plaint, feisty,

eager-to-please.

It's surprising what we can do.

TRAVIS: Yes, it certainly is.

RUDOLPHO: He's with Abode.

ARNOT: We've gotta give Abode's people the news.

GUS: I'm not breaking it to 'em.

ARNOT: But we don't tell Abode,

and you're not gonna wanna live.

[Moans]

ABODE: You know,

people have accused me of playing God.

But all I'm doing is satisfying people's darkest needs.

TRAVIS: Wouldn't that be, playing Devil?

[Laughing]

ABODE: I've been called that as well.

Oh.

Now I understand your curiosity.

It seems you haven't been totally honest with us,

have you?

RUDOLPHO: Allow me.

Hey Gus, come here a moment.

GUS: What for?

RUDOLPHO: I've got a proposition for you.

And it starts with that cheap suit you're wearing.

See, I'm looking at that suit, and I'm thinking,

with all the angles that you're playing,

how come you've ended up so poor?

GUS: What the hell do you mean by that?

RUDOLPHO: What's the Senator paying you?

GUS: He's not.

RUDOLPHO: Goodwin, Abode?

I see, it's one of them.

All right.

And judging by your cheap suit, you ain't being paid enough.

Montana gets a small fortune for a job like this.

And if you'd played this right,

instead of trying to protect Abode or Goodwin,

you'd have squeezed Montana

for a cut of his bounty on them.

But, the trouble is,

you've probably tipped off Abode.

And poof, there goes your share.

ARNOT: Our share?

RUDOLPHO: 25 percent.

GUS: 50, minimum.

RUDOLPHO: 37.5, final offer.

ARNOT: Done.

CALLISTA: Great!

Let's move it, give us our guns.

GUS: Okay.

CALLISTA: This way.

[Screaming]

MARCUS: Caravaggio, what's going on, what's happening?

CARAVAGGIO: Autonomic activity is fluctuating.

MARCUS: What the hell does that mean?

CARAVAGGIO: We're starting to lose her.

CLONE: Are you okay?

TRAVIS: No.

I don't know what they did to me.

CLONE: I'll make you feel better.

You really are the most wonderful man.

TRAVIS: Callie, this might not be the best time.

You're not Callie.

CLONE: I am.

TRAVIS: Fine.

Then undo the straps please.

ABODE: Do you like her?

She is an example of our new accelerated model.

From test tube to life in under a day.

Isn't it amazing?

TRAVIS: What have you done to me?

ABODE: Oh, we've started the alteration process.

By the time it's over,

you're going to be very unnatural.

[Laughing]

TRAVIS: You're a sick, twisted woman.

ABODE: As far as I know, I'm not sick.

I'm just providing a service.

But first, I have to sever your brain stem.

CLONE: No!

CALLISTA: Are you okay?

TRAVIS: I don't know, they started the alteration.

CALLISTA: We have to get you back to the ship.

TRAVIS: Rudolpho.

Upload everything on that computer console.

Taryn's genetic alteration's in there.

And mine too, I hope.

RUDOLPHO: Here, take this woman.

Car, you ready?

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

CALLISTA: What's happening to her?

ABODE: That's the one drawback of the new alteration process.

The slightest injury kills them.

[Spaceship Engine]

TRAVIS: How are you doing?

TARYN: Terrible.

But I'm alive.

I owe you all my life.

MARCUS: Taryn.

You can keep your life if you promise not to blow it again.

TARYN: I'll try.

MARCUS: You know,

I could help you if you want.

TARYN: Yeah, okay.

PERCY: There's someone on the surface who wants to see you.

TARYN: My father?

PERCY: Do you wanna see him?

TRAVIS: You're getting a second chance, Taryn.

Maybe you should give him one.

TARYN: Okay.

TRAVIS: Callie, wait a second.

Any idea why those idiots Gus and Arnot

would be asking me for a cut of the bounty?

CALLISTA: You have to ask Rudolpho about that.

TRAVIS: You okay?

CALLISTA: Yeah.

It was just very strange.

So,

what was she like?

TRAVIS: Your clone?

I'm still trying to decide.

CALLISTA: Why do you say that?

TRAVIS: Well she was...

CARAVAGGIO: Travis, there's a problem in the brig.

TRAVIS: Different.

[Coughing]

LUMPY: Better be quick!

ABODE: I'm just providing a service.

I'm just providing a service. [Coughing]

LUMPY: There's nothing you can do, her time's up!

You thought you had Abode?

You had nothing, she's a bloody clone!

TRAVIS: Where is she?

LUMPY: Everywhere!

TRAVIS: The original.

LUMPY: Up there.

Left for the far worlds a long time ago.

That's about 10 years ahead of you.

You got squat!

TRAVIS: No Goodwin.

I got you.

[Spaceship Engine]

[Closing Theme Music]