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[tense music]
- Previously on "Killjoys"...
- Something's wrong.
- What the hells is that?
- The Hullen
only need us as hosts
because they can't reproduce
on their own.
- No way
that's a normal human kid.
- [grunts]
- Go, go, go!
- John!
- [panting]
- I've never Hullenized anyone
with so little plasma.
We don't know
what it could do to him.
- I'm back, bitches.
Johnny J. is alive.
I know how to find Dutch.
- How?
- All I need is a green pool.
- You think
there's more green here?
- Don't think so, know so.
Give me 24 hours to show you.
- What do you think
D'Av's gonna do
once he figures out
what you're really planning?
- Get out of my head.
- There's your pool.
Find Dutch.
Then we go.
- My plan is
to take enough green
to go full Hullen.
- [shouts]
[choking]
- I want to be this.
- [grunting]
[electricity zapping]
[gasping]
Dutch!
- Does this mean
what I think it means?
- If you think it means
your water just broke, yep.
- Shit.
[engines roaring]
[suspenseful music]
- Hey...
[sighs]
Me again.
Everything's good here.
Whole lot has changed
since you left.
Turin controls the Armada.
Hullen have taken over the RAC.
Pip and Pree
are deputized Killjoys now,
which is about as annoying
as it sounds.
And also...
8% adorable.
Delle Seyah
is about to give birth
any second now,
which I guess means...
I'm about to be a dad.
She seems to be taking it well.
- [breathing sharply]
- Get off me. You sound
like an asthmatic pervert.
- Are you in pain?
- You mean other
than being groped
by you mouth-breathers?
No.
- Can you do this
without Armada supplies?
- Pretty much everything I need
is on that table.
Oh, except lube.
- Oh, uh...
flavored, non-flavored?
- Wrong situation, Pip.
[clears throat]
It's in case I need
to get up in there.
- Oh.
- You're not dealing
with an amateur here.
I started delivering calves
when I was 12.
It's all about the tiny hands.
- And hard drugs.
Or large drinks, barkeep.
- Coming up.
'Cause you and me both.
- [hisses]
Oh, over here.
Let me see your nails.
[muffled grunting and thudding]
- Stop.
You're gonna crack
your damn skull.
- I can't help myself.
- I know.
- [breathing heavily]
You can't hold on to me
forever.
- But I can try.
- [grunting]
- John's doing great.
He misses you.
Why does he keep doing
that head-banging thing?
- Concussive stimulation.
The parasite is causing
a massive
secondary inflammation
in his brain right now.
- [sighs]
- Hitting himself seems
to relieve the pressure.
- Great.
Great, so everything's
under control.
- How's Dutch doing?
- Still unconscious.
Delle Seyah?
- I wish she was unconscious.
- Okay, tell me the truth.
How long does John have
until we can't cure him?
- I don't know.
But time
isn't our only problem.
Whatever happened to the pool
on the prison planet
affected the green
on Lucy too.
- Shit, how?
- Don't know.
Proximity, contamination--
- Wait, wait, so...
all the plasma we have
is frozen.
- I wouldn't call it frozen.
It's just solid.
Can't even make
Hullen margaritas.
- Okay, well,
that simplifies shit.
We just need to get
to the Armada
and hope like hell
they have some of John's
source plasma left
so we can cleanse him.
- The Armada's
five days' travel.
What if we don't
have that long?
- Lucy, put me through
to Turin.
We need him to send a jumpship
for emergency evac.
- The Armada is not responding
to attempts at hailing.
I can no longer locate
its signal coordinates.
- So you are saying
that we are trapped out here
with my sick brother,
the first-ever
human-Hullen birth,
and our only chance at rescue
just...disappeared.
- Affirmative.
- Yeah.
Everything is super good.
[somber music]
[muffled thudding]
Please wake up.
♪ ♪
[rock music]
- ♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
[foreboding music]
- A story can't save my life.
- This one can,
if you listen to every word.
- [panting]
- It could save all of us.
- [sighs]
- When the nights were long
and the days were deep,
there lived a warrior
and the thief
who was about
to save us all.
♪ ♪
- Wake up.
Find John Jaqobis.
- [gasps]
[exclaims softly]
- [grunts]
[electricity zapping]
♪ ♪
- [panting]
Open.
Lucy?
- Yes, Dutch?
- Open the door.
- I'm sorry.
I appear to be
on general lockdown.
- Why?
You're lying.
- I'm not sure
I possess that capacity.
- Well, now
you're definitely lying.
- Would you like
to hear a story?
Johnny has trouble sleeping
sometimes,
so I have 432,000
bedtime stories.
- Lucy!
- I'm under orders
not to release you
until D'Avin
can speak with you.
- About what?
Where is he?
Where is Johnny?
- Johnny is in the cargo hold.
He is...occupied.
- [grunts]
- What are you doing?
[intense music]
Tampering with my system
will void the warranty.
[electricity crackles]
- [exhales deeply]
- You need to push harder!
- Qreshis don't push.
Not unless we're trying
to speed up our inheritance
and there's no witnesses.
- [scoffs]
- [blubbering deeply]
Is it out yet?
- No.
- Why can't you just do it?
You're the professional!
- This isn't a pedicure.
It's work.
That's why they call it labor.
- Oh, aren't you clever?
How long have you
been sitting on that one?
- Everything's
looking really...
squiggly.
That's good, right?
- Why is Pip
on monitor duty?
Why is Pip on any duty?
- Bedside manner, chief.
By the way, what do you think
she's got cooking up in there?
Human? Hullen?
You wanna place a bet?
- That's my kid
we're talking about,
not a science experiment.
- Technically,
your kid is
a science experiment.
- Uh, speaking of which,
D'Avin,
you wanna take a walk
over there?
- [snapping fingers]
Water.
- Smooth.
What's going on?
- Baby's too big.
- Yeah, I should have mentioned
the Jaqobis are fat
until high school.
- Not fat, big.
And growing fast.
The cell regeneration rate
has tripled
since active labor started.
- You're saying
we can't get it out?
- I'm saying if we don't
get it out quickly,
she'll have a five-year-old
camping out in her uterus.
- What the hells is going on?
- [sighs]
- Dutch.
You shouldn't be here.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
- Squiggles
turned into spikes.
- What's wrong with the baby?
- It's not the baby.
It's you.
Your heart rate's jumping
all over the place.
- Okay, everybody without
a biomedical degree, out.
Come on.
[rapid beeping continues]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- I'm fine. It's nothing.
[beeping slows]
She just looks
so much like Aneela.
[sighs]
- Are you okay?
What happened to you?
- Forget about me.
Where's Johnny?
Did I shoot him?
- A little bit, yeah.
- So he's hurt?
- Not because of you.
He was hurt
way before all that.
- D'Av, get to the point.
- We were trying to find you.
John got hurt, bad.
I had to improvise.
- What did you do to him?
[muffled thudding and grunting]
Johnny.
♪ ♪
- Lucy, unlock the lounge.
♪ ♪
- Johnny?
♪ ♪
- You.
Get out.
♪ ♪
Get out of here!
- [panting]
- He was hurt.
We were alone. Delle Seyah
had one last bit of green.
- You made him Hullen.
You promised me
you'd take care of him.
- Dutch--
- How could you make him
into one of those things?
- I had no choice.
- D'Avin, Zeph needs you.
- I had no choice.
I did what I had to do
to save him.
You're not the only person
who loves him, Dutch.
And you weren't there,
so you don't get to judge.
♪ ♪
What happened in the green?
- God damn it, D'Avin,
get down here!
It's baby o'clock!
♪ ♪
- [panting]
[thunder booming]
[eerie music]
[woman vocalizing]
[eerie whispering]
[thunder booming]
[wind rushing]
[thunder booms]
- [gasps]
[thunder booms]
- But you'll always end up
right back here.
♪ ♪
[thunder booming]
- Don't get up.
I'm making tea.
- How did I get back here?
Where's Khlyen?
- Out, looking for you.
I told him
I'd find you first.
- [groans softly]
- You have to rest.
You almost died out there.
But I saved you.
You're welcome.
- I guess I'm not used to you
not trying to murder me
and everyone I love.
- Me neither.
I could use the practice.
You can't keep risking yourself
for everyone else, Yale.
You matter too.
How about, for once,
you let someone
look after you?
[sinister music]
.
- Okay, so this--
this is happening.
It's really happening.
Wow.
I feel like
we should say something.
Should--should I--
should I say something?
- Yes, because it's always
about the father.
- Should I...
Do you want
to hold my hand or...
- No, not unless
you want to lose it.
- I just know
this can be a difficult time--
- Can you give him drugs,
please?
- If you two
are done bickering,
I could use some help
over here.
Okay.
Once I make the incision,
I need you
to clamp
this sucker open fast.
Let me know
if you feel any pain.
- Okay, but you know I won't.
Not unless cheekbones
over there
decides to open
his mouth again.
- On three.
One...
two...three.
Let's make a baby.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Holy shit.
- Did you just see that?
- All right, enough whispering,
you old maids.
What?
- The pregnancy hormones
must be speeding up
the healing response.
I can't hold the incision open
long enough.
I can't even make an incision.
I don't know how
to get this baby out of you.
♪ ♪
- I see.
♪ ♪
I could really use...
that drink right now, please.
♪ ♪
[inhales shakily]
[no audible dialogue]
- Johnny.
It's me. It's Dutch.
- I know who you are.
- Then look at me, please.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
I brought you some water.
I don't know if it helps.
- Dutch, I'm Hullen,
not dehydrated.
- Yeah.
I think there's something
you're supposed to tell me.
A message from Khlyen.
- Lady, you really need
to see a doctor
about your daddy issues.
- Johnny, focus.
Please.
- I don't need to focus.
I know exactly
what Daddy dearest
wants me to say.
Just...
let me out,
and I will tell you.
- No, thanks.
Hullen or human,
I know when you're lying.
♪ ♪
- Why?
Because you're my real friend?
- Yes.
♪ ♪
- [laughing]
If you were my real friend,
you never would have left.
And this never
would have happened.
♪ ♪
Is that a lie?
- No.
It's not even the worst thing
I've screwed up lately,
but I'm gonna fix it.
All of it.
- Really?
You think that you can?
- Yes.
♪ ♪
- I'm sorry, darling.
But I can tell
when you're lying too.
♪ ♪
What are you hiding,
Yalena Yardeen?
♪ ♪
- Why did you run
from the ruins?
- Khlyen wanted me
to face the Lady.
- How?
[suspenseful music]
- What's taking him so long?
We're not safe here.
- What, you think we're safe
out there?
You need to get out
of the green while you can.
♪ ♪
- Great.
I'm open to suggestions.
That's your party trick,
remember?
Not mine.
- We're two of a kind.
Maybe whatever I can do
in the green,
you can too.
Khlyen always protects you.
He wouldn't have sent you
to the Lady
unless he knew there was a way
you could escape her.
♪ ♪
Think.
[mystical music]
- The story.
- What?
- I remember.
I was supposed to talk
to Johnny about something
when I get out.
Something about Khlyen's story.
- Maybe he was telling you
a way out.
Hidden in the story.
Do you remember
what it was about?
♪ ♪
- Yes, I do.
But also...
so should you.
I know you're not Aneela.
Did you really think
I was this stupid?
♪ ♪
- Honestly?
I really did.
- [grunts]
- Oh, we're going to have
so much fun.
[laughs deviously]
[engines whooshing]
- All right, that's it.
I want a new doctor.
Any new doctor.
- I know it's crazy,
but it's the only solution
I can think of.
It's just basic transfusion.
It won't cleanse you,
but if I can weaken
your Hullen response,
I think we have a shot
at successful surgery.
You have that magic pony
repulsion skill
with plasma.
I've been reading...
John's files on Sabine.
- Wait, who?
- Hullen sleeper agent. I...
weakened her Hullen side.
- Did you literally bore her
into wishing
she could die?
- Actually,
he banged the green out of her.
- Hmph.
- [scoffs disgustedly]
- Sex does sometimes help
with labor.
- Oh, co--okay.
No.
I will take
the transfusion instead.
- Suit yourself.
- You know what?
Maybe I'm not even interested.
- Stop.
You're embarrassing yourself.
How will I know
if it's working?
I'm not feeling--ah!
Whoa.
What the hells is that?
- I think it's called
childbirth.
- [groans]
Well, knock it off.
What are we, monkeys?
- This is good.
If you're feeling pain,
it means it's working.
- Delle Seyah, look at me.
Pain is just a state of mind.
- [growls]
- [hollers]
- State of mind--
[gasps]
- Ow!
- [panting]
I feel cold.
Why is it so cold?
- That's normal.
When labor hits
the transitional stage, you--
[monitor beeping rapidly]
[alarms beeping]
[dramatic music]
- Is that normal?
- Shit.
Blood pressure's dropping.
Both heart rates are crashing.
Whatever your magic pony
powers are,
they're not just affecting
Delle Seyah.
They're affecting the baby.
- [retches]
- Whoa.
- Okay, you need to stop this.
- If we stop now,
we may never get it out.
- [sighs]
- [shuddering]
- It's not our call to make,
and she's not able to make it.
Disconnect her.
[device beeps]
[alarms stop]
[beeping slows]
- [coughs]
[slow beeping]
- Okay, I think we're good.
- [sighs relievedly]
[suspenseful music]
[eerie whispering]
- Listen...
Break into...
Listen...
Listen...
Break into...break into...
- What are you doing?
- Hey! Hey, um...
what are you doing here?
I thought you were, like,
grounded, or something.
- Pip.
- Right.
Since I have you here,
um...
you seem really close
with Johnny.
Did you ever take that
to, like, another place?
- Out.
- Okay.
Just asking for a friend.
[soft music]
- [chuckles]
♪ ♪
It was good to be home, Luce.
♪ ♪
[instrument panel beeping]
[machinery humming]
- Are you sure
you want me to do that, Dutch?
[eerie music]
- [panting]
[eerie crackling]
[thunder booming]
[thunder booms]
[moans]
[thunder booming sharply]
- But you'll always end up
right back here.
[eerie crackling]
♪ ♪
- You think a new face
would work any better?
- Let's find out.
This one seems...
special to you,
as does this place.
- The harem where I grew up.
How do you know about it?
- You.
You gave me all your memories
when you forced Aneela's hand
into the green.
Thank you for that, by the way.
Filled in a lot
of missing pieces.
- But not all of it.
There are things
that you don't know,
like how to get out of here.
- True.
But then again, Little Bird,
neither do you.
- [grunts]
[tense music]
Ah!
♪ ♪
[grunts]
- Well done, you.
It's been such a long time
since I was surprised.
I admit, you surprised me.
- Compliment not accepted,
you creepy stalker.
- I appreciate your pluck.
I really do.
It's one of the few things
I admire about humans.
- And I admire
the Hullens' ability
to be the biggest
gaping assholes in the room.
- Hullen?
Oh, child.
I am much, much older
than that.
- What are you?
- Patient.
Hullen are my tools.
So is Khlyen and Aneela.
Soon it will be you.
- I wouldn't count on it.
I don't play well with others.
- Yes, I can see that.
I can see most things in here.
The green is a memory pool.
But then I noticed
certain memories were missing,
edited out.
A moment here, a face there.
Snip, snip, snip.
Until there was a void.
- [grunts]
- You are the void.
Khlyen hid you from me.
I need to know why.
- You're not as smart
as you think you are.
- And you are not as strong
as they need you to be.
- [yelps]
[panting]
Ah!
- [grunts]
♪ ♪
[monitor beeping]
- How's she doing?
- Stable,
but it won't stay that way.
This is a Band-Aid,
not a solution.
- Lucy, what's our ETA
on the Quad?
- We're no longer heading
for the Quad.
Dutch has changed course.
[foreboding music]
.
[engines roaring]
- What are you doing?
- Saving John.
- So are we,
which is why we're headed
for the Armada.
- The Armada's too far.
John's map says
that there's a moon
with a green pool
within minutes from here.
- What good is some random pool
to Johnny?
Dutch, what is going on
with you?
- We've arrived
at the coordinates,
but there appears to be
an anomaly.
- What anomaly?
- Initial scans indicate
no presence
of the Hullen parasite.
The pool is inactive.
- But it's on
John's plasma maps.
Is it frozen, like the pool
I came out of?
- Visual indicators
are positive
for crystallization.
- Lucy, show me John's map
of all the plasma pools
in the J.
[display chirps]
Which ones still have
active plasma?
[display chirps]
- It's frozen.
All of it. Everywhere.
- If there's no more plasma,
how the hells
are we gonna cleanse John?
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
- Uh-oh.
Mommy and Daddy.
This isn't good.
If you're not gonna take
'em off, can you at least
loosen them up?
They're rubbing me raw.
- I think I'll stay here
for now.
- You don't trust me?
That's fair.
You do realize that I--
- We can't fix you, Johnny.
♪ ♪
- Is this a test?
- No.
- 'Cause if this is a test,
I think I'm done
being your guinea pig.
Finish what you started.
- We can't.
- Bullshit!
Prego said that she could.
That there's plasma
on the Armada
that could fix me.
- It's gone.
All the green pools,
all the plasma, it's...
solidified.
♪ ♪
- This is your fault.
Isn't it?
You know what it's like
to be caught in between.
Well, I can't stand
looking at your...
beautiful damn face anymore.
[huffs]
♪ ♪
Because it hurts.
My heart,
it keeps switching
from Hullen to human.
And I keep losing you--
both of you--
over and over again.
[laughs]
And I don't even care
which one I am anymore,
but I cannot live in between.
[sighs]
I'm so sorry.
Are you sad?
Is that hard to hear?
[sinister music]
Then end this.
You coward.
- I am not giving up hope.
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
I am.
[snarls]
[tethers rattle]
[growls]
- [gasps]
- What are you doing?
- [laughs]
[grunts]
- Johnny, stop it!
- [growls]
- Johnny, stop!
Johnny!
♪ ♪
- It's his neck.
He's broken his goddamn neck.
♪ ♪
[high-pitched ringing]
- [grunts, gasps]
You're wasting my time.
This is just bits
of old memories.
None of it's real.
None of it matters!
- That's the beautiful thing
about human minds.
You don't just remember
faces, places.
You remember how you felt.
You remember pain.
- [groans]
- Agony.
[terrifying music]
Shame.
♪ ♪
Oh. Grief.
♪ ♪
- [gasps]
- And I can trap you
in your worst memories forever.
Would you like that?
- [panting]
No.
- No, what?
- No, thank you.
- See?
Memories aren't just
where you've been.
They're who you are.
And if I own that,
I own you.
And when I get out of here,
Little Flea,
I will own everyone.
♪ ♪
[monitor beeping]
- Is it broken?
- What happened?
- He ran at Dutch.
He wouldn't stop.
[computer humming, beeping]
[foreboding music]
Why are you stopping?
- You see that?
Knife. I need a knife.
[tense music]
[grunts]
- What are you doing?
- Trying to stop the break
from healing.
- What the hells for,
you moron?
- Look. The parasite
in the brain, it's dying.
When Johnny snapped
his spinal column,
it must have
triggered something.
If I can hold the knife in
long enough
and the parasite
dies completely,
he'll be cleansed.
- And dead.
- Not if I can work
fast enough.
- We're not risking
Johnny's life
on an "if."
- It's your call.
♪ ♪
- At least we'll know
we tried everything we could.
- [sighs]
- Wait for it.
[suspenseful music]
Wait for it.
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[sustained beep]
♪ ♪
[device beeps]
- It's not working!
- I don't tell you
how to shoot.
Don't tell me how to science.
♪ ♪
[computer chirps]
[monitor beeping steadily]
- Johnny.
- [groans]
- Johnny, hey.
- [hoarsely]
Hey.
What's up?
- [sighs relievedly]
- Holy shit.
I can't believe that worked.
- [smacks lips]
Anyone have a mint?
[mellow music]
- [sighs relievedly]
.
[bittersweet music]
[door hisses]
- Have showers always felt
this good?
- I don't know,
but that's your sixth.
You can probably stop now.
- Well, clearly,
you haven't recently been
infected by evil parasites.
Lucky.
- [laughs softly]
- It's nice to have you
back on board.
- Same.
- [groans]
I don't even want to think
of all the things
I have to apologize for.
Pretty sure I shot D'Av
a bunch.
- Yeah, but...
that's like a hug
in our family by now, so...
Hey, no one's gonna blame you
for whatever you did
while Hullen.
You had no choice.
- I gotta admit...
there were a few
enjoyable moments.
- Yeah, not so much
the neck breaking.
And don't ever do that again.
- I'm giving it up.
New Year's resolution.
♪ ♪
- Johnny, I need your help.
Something happened to me
in the green.
Something about you.
[dramatic musical sting]
- Where are my manners?
You must be parched.
- Please.
I could do this all day.
- [shushes]
Time to sing, Little Bird.
- No.
- Show me what you're hiding.
[both grunt]
- [grunting]
[gasps]
[hyperventilating]
- So now we have no money
and no ship.
- Fine.
We tried it my way.
Now we'll try it your way.
- How are ya?
So good to see you!
- Hey.
My friend's
getting into a fight.
100 joy says he wins.
- Blue eyes?
- Hey! Give me my wallet!
[sweeping sinister music]
- Why did Khlyen
tell you this story?
[echoing]
Why John Jaqobis?
- And she went back
to that story
over and over.
♪ ♪
I broke, Johnny.
She was inside me.
She knows everything...
except why Khlyen
told me that story,
why he said to find you.
What does that mean?
- [laughs uneasily]
Dutch, I don't know.
- Where is Dutch?
This is ridiculous.
She can't hide from me forever.
My baby's trying
to split me in half,
and you're offering me
ice chips?
- Sweetheart...
you stabbed
one of my dearest friends
in my bar.
And as soon as that baby's out
of your entitled belly,
I'll be happy
to return the favor.
Until then...
ice chip?
[door hisses]
- Okay.
Who's ready to have
this fat-ass baby?
Because I am 92% sure
I can replicate
what happened to John
and make it happen here.
- If you say enema,
I will kill you.
- Right.
Forgot you weren't there.
So basically,
I severed John's spinal cord
to cleanse him
without killing him.
- Sorry, what?
- The Hullen parasite
lives in the brain.
It must need to be
in constant contact
with the host's body
in some kind
of bio-feedback loop.
That's why
the dreadnaught works.
It severs the connection.
- You're saying I won't
be Hullen anymore.
- Yeah.
I'm also saying
you'll still be alive,
and so will the baby.
- Well, half a win
is better than nothing.
- Do you have any questions?
- Yes. Where is Dutch?
- Dutch isn't gonna help you
get this baby out.
I am. Understand?
- [sighs]
- I'm gonna scrub up.
- This can't be happening.
Not like this.
[door hisses]
[body thuds]
Ice chip that,
you arrogant waiter.
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
- What does it mean?
- [yelps]
- How does that story help me?
- Help you what?
- Get out!
- If I knew that,
I wouldn't be here,
you shitty bitch!
[laughs]
- What?
- I almost hope
that you do make it out
into my world,
'cause whatever you are,
I'm going to enjoy
making you bleed there.
- Or maybe I've planned
a human welcome party.
Hmm?
Maybe I have
something special
waiting for me outside.
Hmm?
- [panting]
What's waiting for you?
- Hmm.
Better question.
Would you like to see
what's waiting for you?
- [gasps]
- [grunts]
- [yelps]
[gasps]
[gasps, yells]
- Oh.
Do you not like what you see?
- [panting hysterically]
- Oh, you can run,
Little Flea.
But you'll always end up
right back here.
[sinister music]
- [exhales deeply]
♪ ♪
- I think it's time
we had a talk,
just us girls.
Where is Aneela?
[dramatic music]
.
- What do you want,
Delle Seyah?
- Out.
I want out of this ship.
I want this baby
out of my belly.
And I want to know
what you did to Aneela.
- Okay.
Number one,
we're in the middle of space.
- I'm very aware
of where we are.
- And number two,
Zeph is trying
to get that baby out.
- Have you heard how?
[gun cocking]
- And three, let her go.
- You're really gonna
risk your child over Dutch?
- You really gonna risk
finding out?
- [breathing heavily]
- [breathing hoarsely]
- Kill me here,
or kill me in there.
Isn't much of a choice.
- We're trying to help.
- I don't want your help.
I want--
I need to see Aneela.
- Sorry, you can't.
- Why not?
What did you do to her?
Where is she?
- She's trapped in the green
because I left her there.
- You what?
- Maybe not the best way
to de-escalate a situation,
Dutch.
- But I'm gonna go back.
- What have you done?
She needs to be here now.
- Look,
I know how alone you feel--
- Do I need to crash the ship
just to make you shut up?
This child isn't just part
of me or him.
It's part of Aneela.
Do you understand
what that means?
It's unique.
How are you or any of us
going to protect it
without her?
- Protect it from who?
- The Lady.
That's what she was
talking about
when she said something
was waiting for her.
- Aneela thought
her experiments
were for her father.
When she realized
who they were really for,
she knew enough to be afraid.
Do you?
- Listen, Delle Seyah.
I will find my way back
to Aneela,
and I will save her.
I swear.
- And why would you do that
for her?
- Because she saved me.
[eerie music]
[panting]
[thunder booming]
[eerie whistling]
♪ ♪
- You shouldn't be doing this
on your own, Yale.
I didn't give you life
just so you can throw it away.
- It's you.
It's really you.
I tried to stop her.
She's too strong. She's--
she's everywhere.
- I know.
That's why you have to go.
- But you can't
fight her alone.
- Maybe not.
But I can keep her in here
so you can stop her out there.
[solemn music]
♪ ♪
[monitor beeping slowly]
- Are you ready?
- So much like her.
All right.
Don't you all fight
over who gets to kill me.
- Ready to sever
the spinal cord.
If it works, you won't
even know it happened...
I hope.
- [inhales sharply]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Be careful.
- Be brutal. Go.
♪ ♪
- Did it--
did it work?
[baby cooing]
- You tell us.
[baby fusses]
[tender music]
What do you feel?
[baby coos]
- Everything.
And I hate
every single minute of it.
- I just want
to run some tests--
- Get your hands off of me,
you dirty veterinarian.
[baby coos]
♪ ♪
Oh...
- Look at that.
You did it.
- He did nothing.
[baby crying]
[inhales shakily]
Okay, you can take him now.
[crying continues]
[baby babbles]
- Hi.
♪ ♪
.
- Have you thought
about names yet?
- Why don't you just
make me a drink?
- For your head.
Doctor's orders.
So now that Delle Seyah's
a human,
you're not gonna, you know,
try and kill her, are you?
- [sighs]
She had a rough day.
- Mm.
She gets one free shot.
One.
- Dutch?
- Listen, I owe all of you
a story about where I've been.
At first, it was just me...
and Aneela...
[suspenseful music]
And Khlyen
in the green.
And then the Lady came.
She's the real enemy here.
- So do you know
how to beat her?
- No.
But I know how it ends.
- Would you like to see
what's waiting for you?
- [gasps]
- [grunts]
- [yelps]
♪ ♪
- Please.
Please, Johnny!
It's me! Dutch!
- Who the hells is Johnny?
- No.
♪ ♪
We lose.
♪ ♪
- Is this supposed to be
a pep talk?
- Dutch, whatever some
Hullen bitch told you--
- She's not Hullen.
I don't know what she is
or how to stop her...yet.
But I know she'll make her move
now that I'm out.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic musical sting]
Khlyen gave us what we need
to fight her.
- Yeah, we just need
to figure out
what the hells that is.
- We will.
If you're with me.
- The Ferren have a saying:
when you choose your family,
you choose your fight.
[motivational music]
- So we fight.
- Uh, one question:
if this Lady's in the green
and all the green is frozen,
why not just let them
stay that way,
keep her in?
- Because Aneela's strong.
But she will break.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- No one's coming
to save you.
If you don't give me a way out,
you're locked in here...
with me.
- You're also locked in here
with me.
♪ ♪
And who's going to save you?
♪ ♪
- And if the Lady
gets past Aneela...
- Let's begin.
[eerie whispering]
- She's coming for all of us.
- [breathing heavily]
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