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On the 12th hour
of the first day of October 1989,

43 women around the world gave birth.

This was unusual only in the fact

that none of these women had been pregnant
when the day first began.

Sir Reginald Hargreeves,
eccentric billionaire and adventurer,

resolved to locate and adopt
as many of the children as possible.

Extraordinary!

How much do you want for it?

Show me where the safe is,
or your family's dead!

Where's the safe?

Just leave us alone!

...little bit
of rain potentially, later in the week.

Who is this guy?

Over here, over here!

There's our sweetheart, Allison!

Oh! You're perfect!

Hey, you, stay strong.

I believe in you. Okay?

You, not so much.

Bye, Klaus.

We'll see you soon, Klaus.

- Stay sober.
- Mm.

Incoming transmission.

Your family is safe now.

We're going now live to a breaking story.

- One more!
- Allison, here!

Al... Allison, Allison!

- Allison!
- Allison! Have you heard the news?

When was the last time
you saw your father?

Have you heard from your brothers?

Allison,
will you wear Valentino to the funeral?

Moments ago,

police reported the death
of the most eccentric

and reclusive billionaire.

Dad...

Hey, Mom.

Mom?

Vanya?

You're actually here.

- Hey, Allison.
- Hey, sis.

Ah. What is she doing here?

You don't belong here.
Not after what you did.

You're seriously gonna do this today?

Way to dress for the occasion,
by the way.

At least I'm wearing black.

You know what? I... Maybe he's right.

- And I shouldn't...
- Forget about him.

I'm glad you're here.

I can save you some time.

They're all locked.

No forced entry, no sign of struggle.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Oh, you got big, Luther.

What's the secret, huh? Protein shakes?

Low carbs?

What do you want?

The autopsy report.

Ah.

And you have this why?

Well, that's because I...
broke into the coroner's office.

And surprise, surprise,
Dad's death was... normal.

Just a boring, old heart failure.

Yeah, so?

So, why are you in here,

checking all the windows?

- Were you the first one on the scene?
- Pogo found him.

Yeah, I talked to Pogo.
He said he couldn't find Dad's monocle.

And your point being?

Can you think of a single time you saw
Dad and he wasn't wearing that monocle?

No. Which means someone took it.

Which means there's a chance
he wasn't alone when he died.

There is no mystery here.
Nothing to avenge.

Nothing to solve, nothing like that.

It's just a sad old man who kicked it

in a big, empty house.

Just like he deserved.

You should leave.

Whatever you say, brother.

Welcome home, Ms. Vanya.

Pogo.

Hmm.

So good to see you.

Ah, yes, your autobiography.

Do you know, um...

Did he ever read it?

Hmm...

Not that I'm aware of.

How long has it been
since Five disappeared?

It's been 16 years,
four months, and 14 days.

Your father insisted I keep track.

You wanna know something stupid?

I always used to leave the lights on
for him.

I was scared that he would come back,

it would be late,
and the house would be dark

and he wouldn't be able to find us,
so he'd leave again.

So, every night I'd make a little snack

and make sure all the lights were on.

Oh, I remember your snacks.

I'm pretty sure I stepped
in half those peanut butter

and marshmallow sandwiches.

Your father always believed

that Number Five
was still out there somewhere.

He never lost hope.

And look where that got him.

The children are ready for bed, sir.
They wanted to say goodnight.

Okay! Time for bed now, kids.
Come along now.

Come along now.

Come along now, Allison,
your father's busy.

He's always busy.

Where's the cash, Dad?

Where's the cash?

Klaus? What are you doing in here?

Oh! Allison!

Wow, is that you?

Hey, come here.

Long time.

Too long.
Hey, I was hoping to see you, actually,

because I wanted to get your autograph.

Add it to my collection!

- Just out of rehab?
- No, no. No, no, no, no.

No. I'm done with all that.

I just came down here to prove to myself

that the old man was really gone.

And he is! He's dead. Yeah!

You know how I know?
Because if he were alive,

not one of us would be allowed
to set foot in this room.

He was always in here,
our whole childhood,

plotting his next torment, right?

Remember how he used to look at us?
That scowl?

Thank Christ he's not our real father

so we couldn't inherit those cold,
dead eyes!

- Number Three!
- Get out of his chair.

Oh, wow, Luther!

Wow, you really, uh...

You really filled out over the years, huh?

- Klaus.
- Save the lecture. I was already leaving.

You guys can talk amongst yourselves.

- Drop it.
- Ex-squeeze me?

Do it. Now.

All right. All right.

It's just an advance on our inheritance!

That's all it is.

No need to get your little panties
in a bunch.

Ah.

So, Klaus is still Klaus,
in case you were wondering.

You know, after all these years,
I find it strangely comforting.

Did you see Diego?

- With his stupid outfit?
- Oh, I know.

Do you think he wears that thing
in the bathroom?

- Like in the shower?
- Yeah.

Yes, absolutely!

I, uh... I wasn't sure you'd come.

Me neither.

You look great.

Thanks.

Where's Patrick and Claire?

Patrick filed for divorce
eight months ago.

Of course you don't know,
you've been gone.

What about Claire?

He got custody.

Shit.

Well...

You could always do your, uh,
you know...

rumor thing.

Yeah, I don't do that anymore.

- What happened?
- Same thing that always happens.

I made a wish, and it came true,
and I couldn't take it back.

Um...

I guess we should get this started.

So, I figured we could have
a sort of memorial service

in the courtyard at sundown.

Say a few words,
just at Dad's favorite spot.

- Dad had a favorite spot?
- You know, under the oak tree.

We used to sit out there all the time.
None of you ever did that?

Will there be refreshments?

Tea? Scones?
Cucumber sandwiches are always a winner.

What? No. And put that out.
Dad didn't allow smoking in here.

- Is that my skirt?
- What?

Oh, yeah, this. I found it in your room.

It's a little dated, I know,
but it's very breathey on the bits.

Listen up. Still some important things
that we need to discuss, all right?

- Like what?
- Like the way he died.

And here we go.

I don't understand. I thought they said
it was a heart attack.

Yeah, according to the coroner.

- Well, wouldn't they know?
- Theoretically.

Theoretically?

I'm just saying, at the very least,
something happened.

The last time that I talked to Dad,
he sounded strange.

Oh, quelle surprise!

Strange how?

He sounded on edge.
Told me I should be careful who to trust.

Luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man

who was starting to lose
what was left of his marbles.

No. He must have known
something was going to happen.

Look, I know you don't like to do it,

but I need you to talk to Dad.

I can't just call Dad in the afterlife
and be like, "Dad, could you just...

stop playing tennis with Hitler
for a moment and take a quick call?"

Since when? That's your thing.

I'm not in the right... frame of mind.

- You're high?
- Yeah! Yeah!

I mean, how are you not,
listening to this nonsense?

Well, sober up, this is important.

Then there's the issue

- of the missing monocle.
- Who gives a shit about a stupid monocle?

Exactly.

It's worthless.

So whoever took it,
I think it was personal.

Someone close to him.
Someone with a grudge.

- Where are you going with this?
- Oh, isn't it obvious, Klaus?

He thinks one of us killed Dad.

You do?

How could you think that?

Great job, Luther. Way to lead.

- That's not what I'm saying.
- You're crazy, man. You're crazy.

- Crazy.
- I've not finished.

Sorry, I'm just gonna go murder Mom.
Be right back.

- Be right back.
- That's not what I was saying.

I didn't...

Allison. Jeez...

That went well.

In five, four, three, two...

This is Jim Hellerman, reporting live
for Channel 2 News

outside of the Capital West bank
at Main and Sixth.

A group of heavily armed men
stormed the bank not three hours ago

and took an unknown number of hostages.

Hey, get them behind the counter!

Now you've put me in a position

where I gotta do something
I don't want to do. Hmm?

Shit!

Hey, get back with the others.

I heard a rumor.

What? What did you say?

I heard a rumor
that you shot your friend in the foot.

Hey, dude.

What the hell?

We just heard shots
from inside the bank.

It's uncertain
if any hostages have been harmed in that.

Up there!

There's some movement on the roof.
Possibly law enforcement.

Looks like one of the armed robbers
has been thrown from the bank.

Guns are for sissies.
Real men throw knives.

I've been in many hostage situations,
like this,

and it can escalate very quickly.

Get back, you freaks.

- Hey, be careful up there, buddy.
- Get back now!

- Wouldn't want you to get hurt.
- Or what?

Ooh! That's one badass stapler!

Although there's been
no activity for a few minutes,

we're gonna stay live on location
to make sure we don't miss anything

in this hostage situation
at the Capital West bank.

Do we really have to do this?

Come on, Ben.
There's more guys in the vault.

I didn't sign up for this.

Now we see the hostages.
They... They're free.

They're scared, clearly,
but they do seem to be unharmed.

Can we go home now?

People are coming out now.
It's not the armed robbers.

These are young schoolchildren
in uniforms with masks on.

- Lower your weapon!
- Jim Hellerman, Channel 2 News.

- How did you get in the bank?
- What happened inside?

Why can't I go play with the others?

We've been through this before,
Number Seven.

I'm afraid there's just nothing special
about you.

Oh.

Our world is changing.

Has changed.

There are some among us

gifted with abilities
far beyond the ordinary.

I have adopted six such children.

I give you the inaugural class

of the Umbrella Academy.

Mr. Hargreeves!
Mr. Hargreeves. Channel 9 News.

What happened to their parents?

They were suitably compensated.

Are you concerned about the welfare
of the children?

Of course.

As I am for the fate of the world.

Listen up, old man.

You know, if I was murdered,
and if one of my sons...

adopted sons... happened to be able

to commune with the dead,
I might think about,

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

manifesting!

Do the whole big angry ghost lecture.

Tell everyone who done it,
and find eternal peace.

Eternal peace is probably overrated.

Come on now, Reggie.

Any time now.

Please.

Just need to sober up!

Clear thoughts.

Come on! Come on, chop-chop!

You always were a stubborn bastard!

I don't know about you,
but I need a drink.

Oh!

Oh. Three? Okay!

Oh! Daddy?

Oh.

- What is it?
- Don't get too close!

Yeah, no shit.

Looks like some sort of temporal anomaly.

Either that or a miniature black hole.
One of the two.

- Pretty big difference there, Paul Bunyan.
- Out of the way!

What are you...

- What is that gonna do?
- I don't know.

Do you have a better idea?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Everybody get behind me.
- Yeah, get behind us.

I vote for running, c'mon!

Does anyone else see

little Number Five, or is that just me?

Shit.

What's the date? The exact date.

The 24th.

- Of what?
- March.

Good.

So, are we gonna talk
about what just happened?

It's been 17 years.

It's been a lot longer than that.

I haven't missed that.

Where'd you go?

The future. It's shit, by the way.

Called it.

I should've listened to the old man.

You know,
jumping through space is one thing,

jumping through time
is a toss of the dice.

Nice dress.

Oh, well, danke!

Wait, how did you get back?

In the end, I had to project
my consciousness forward

into a suspended quantum state version
of myself

that exists
across every possible instance of time.

That makes no sense.

Well, it would if you were smarter.

- How long were you there?
- Forty-five years. Give or take.

So what are you saying? That you're 58?

No, my consciousness is 58.

Apparently, my body is now 13 again.

Wait, how does that even work?

Delores kept saying
the equations were off. Eh.

Bet she's laughing now.

Delores?

Hmm.

- Guess I missed the funeral.
- How'd you know about that?

What part of the future
do you not understand?

Heart failure, huh?

- Yeah.
- No.

Hmm.

Nice to see nothing's changed.

Uh, that's it? That's all you have to say?

What else is there to say?
The circle of life.

Well...

That was interesting.

Ah, shit.

Nice to know Dad didn't forget me.

Read your book, by the way.

Found it in a library
that was still standing.

I thought it was pretty good,
all things considered.

Yeah, definitely ballsy,

giving up the family secrets.

Sure that went over well.

They hate me.

Oh, there are worse things
that can happen.

You mean like what happened to Ben?

Was it bad?

Did something happen?

Dad died. Remember?

Oh. Yes, of course.

Is Mom okay?

Yeah, yeah, she's fine.

She just needs to rest.
You know, recharge.

Whenever you're ready, dear boy.

Probably would have been better
with some wind.

Does anyone wish to speak?

Very well.

In all regards,

Sir Reginald Hargreeves
made me what I am today.

For that alone,
I shall forever be in his debt.

He was my master...

and my friend,

and I shall miss him very much.

He leaves behind a complicated legacy...

He was a monster.

He was a bad person and a worse father.

- The world's better off without him.
- Diego.

My name is Number Two.

You know why?

Because our father couldn't be bothered
to give us actual names.

He had Mom do it.

Would anyone like something to eat?

No, it's okay, Mom.

Oh, okay.

Look, you wanna pay your respects?

Go ahead.

But at least be honest
about the kind of man he was.

You should stop talking now.

You know, you of all people should be
on my side here, Number One.

I am warning you.

After everything he did to you?

He had to ship you a million miles away.

Diego, stop talking.

That's how much
he couldn't stand the sight of you!

Boys, stop this at once!

Come on, big boy!

Stop it!

Hit him! Hit him!

Get off me!

We don't have time for this.

Come here, big boy!

Oh...

And there goes Ben's statue.

Diego, no!

You never know when to stop, do you?

You got enough material
for your sequel yet?

He was my father, too.

Mom.

Let's go inside.

Come on. Okay? Come on.

I bet you're loving this. Hmm?

The team at its best.

It's just like old times.

Best funeral ever.

Nietzsche once said,

"Man is as a rope

stretched between the animal
and the superhuman.

A rope over an abyss.

It is a dangerous crossing,

a dangerous looking-back,
a dangerous trembling and halting."

As much as you must strive
for individual greatness,

and strive you must,

for it won't come to you
of its own accord...

you must also remember

that there is no individual
stronger than the collective.

That's not fair, Five's cheating!

He adapted.

The ties that bind you together

make you stronger than you are alone.

They will make you impervious

to the pain and hardship
the world will thrust upon you.

And believe me when I tell you,

life will be hard.

It will be painful.

We can accomplish anything

when we accept responsibility together.

This is what creates trust.

Together, you will stand
against the reign of evil.

Don't waste your time.

Diego's right, I shouldn't have come.

This is your home and always will be.

Should I get you a taxi?

I already called one. But thanks.

- That's me.
- Uh...

I hope you know

your father loved you very much.

In his own way.

Yeah, well, that's kind of the problem,
isn't it?

Take care of yourself.

You as well, Miss Vanya.

Where's Vanya?

Oh, she's gone.

- That's unfortunate.
- Yeah.

An entire square block.
Forty-two bedrooms, 19 bathrooms,

but no, not a single drop of coffee.

Dad hated caffeine.

Well, he hated children, too,
and he had plenty of us.

I'm taking the car.

Where are you going?

To get a decent cup of coffee.

Do you even know how to drive?

I know how to do everything.

I feel like we should try and stop him,

but then again, I also just kinda want
to see what happens.

All right, I guess I'll see you guys in,
what, ten years?

When Pogo dies?

- Not if you die first.
- Yeah, love you too, sis.

Good luck on your next film.

Hope it turns out better
than your marriage, huh?

- Are... Are we leaving?
- No, I'm leaving, me by myself.

Oh, fabulous! I'll get my things.

Hey! Diego.

You know, every time I close my eyes,

I see a diarrhetic hippo
about to shit on my face.

It's terrifying!

Terrific.

No! No.

Lean back.

Sorry, sink was clogged.

So, what'll it be?

- Uh, give me a chocolate éclair.
- Mm-hmm. Sure.

Can I get the kid
a glass of milk or something?

The kid wants coffee. Black.

Cute kid.

Okay.

Don't remember this place
being such a shithole.

I used to come here as a kid.

Used to sneak out with my brothers
and sisters

and eat doughnuts till we puked.

Simpler times, huh?

Eh.

I suppose.

Here.

I got his.

Thanks.

You must know your way around the city.

I hope so.
I've been driving it for 20 years.

Good. I need an address.

Hmm. That was fast.

I thought I'd have more time
before they found me.

Okay.

So let's all be professional
about this, yeah?

On your feet and come with us.
They want to talk.

I've got nothing to say.

It doesn't have to go this way.

You think I want to shoot a kid?
Go home with that on my conscience?

Well, I wouldn't worry about that.

You won't be going home.

Hey, assholes!

Do you ever remember
a single time

that Dad wasn't wearing his monocle?

Yoo-hoo, Diego!

I hate to rush you through any kind
of brooding moment you might be having,

but come on, man, we're starving!

I'm craving...

eggs.

No!

Wait, it's too late for eggs.

Waffles. Huh?

You like waffles, right?

Ah. Of course you do.

Everyone likes waffles.

Gunshots reported on the 400 block

of Milton Avenue, Griddy's Doughnuts.

Diego, thank you for joining us,

we have decided on, drum roll, waffles.

I'm gonna drop you off at the bus stop.
I gotta get back to work.

What, breaking bones and cracking skulls?

Saving lives, baby.

Well, I guess it's frozen waffles again.

Yeah, I could do egg and bacon,

but I'm trying to cut down
on my pig products.

Jesus!

You should have locks on your windows.

I live on the second floor.

Rapists can climb.

You are so weird.

Is that blood?

It's nothing.

Why are you here?

I've decided
you're the only one I can trust.

Why me?

Because you're ordinary.

Because you'll listen.

Okay.

When I jumped forward
and got stuck in the future,

do you know what I found?

- No.
- Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

As far as I could tell,
I was the last person left alive.

I never figured out
what killed the human race, but...

I did find something else.

The date it happens.

The world ends in eight days,

and I have no idea how to stop it.

I'll put on a pot of coffee.