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LUCY:
Previously on Killjoys...

Westerley's getting
good and creepy.

- Creepy how?
- Missing kids.

Thirteen in Old Town,
two more out of Miner's Point.

You want to help? Find my baby girl.
Can you do that?

They're not taking
any more kids.

- Damn it, Gared!
- Hey, Killjoy!

Where is my man?

He aged five years
in, like, five minutes.

How do we fix this before
he's older than I am?

John, what's going on?

JOHN: Bio-gene gas is working.
Cells are stabilizing.

- Where's the kid?
- He's in the lounge with Pip.

Pip?

LUCY: Pippin just purchased two
tickets for a shuttle off Utopia.

Where are we going?

You'll be dead
before you see her.

Pippin! What the hell
do you think you're doing?

What's going on?
You seem confused.

ZEPH:
This is not Pip.

I don't assume I know anybody.

Neither should you.

I still have a story in my
head that I don't understand.

What about the assassin?
What if he's still around?

The assassin was a she.
JOHN: The assassin was a dude.

When you are lost,
find John Jaqobis.

He didn't just tell me a story.
He hid something in it.

Something that only
I would know was wrong.

Let's see what else
he's hidden in there.

WOMAN: There's one thing
that girls like us don't do.

What's that?

Die horribly for a job.

Stop right there.

Wow.

If the assassin at the
Tenyer looked like that,

I would've let her beat me.

Mano, more.

To completion. Am I right?

I assumed
your memory retrieval fee...

Your exorbitant
memory retrieval fee.

Also bought quiet service.

Nope, it buys no aneurysms.

Well...

See, that's the memory Khlyen gave
me of the assassin at the Tenyer.

Yeah, but the real dude is a
dude, so who's this stunner?

The only lead I have to save
Aneela and to stop The Lady.

He can never say anything
point-blank, huh?

It's always gotta be a stabby clue
wrapped in a lethal fairy tale.

It does when The Lady can see memories,
and she's already seen this one,

so whatever Khlyen needs me
to do, we gotta do it fast.

While I'm lubed up in your neurons,
got anything you wanna sell?

I can give you a discount if
you got something good to trade.

Maybe you went through
an experimental phase

when you were
living in that harem?

I disemboweled a man
with a cup once.

Okay, so just this then.

Do not use your hands.

I know you're only two days old,

but you did learn English
in 15 minutes.

There's a proper tool
for every dish.

No, not that,
that's the berry spoon.

That's for fish.

Oh, God,
so you eat like a Jaqobis.

And sit up straight.

Hold yourself like what you are.

- Hungry?
- Qreshi royalty.

Despite the security benefits,

there are drawbacks
to being raised by Killjoys,

so I've decided
to give you a gift

to remind you
of where you come from.

I've named you.

You are Ozzman Kin Rit.

Kin Rit was your
mother's family name.

I thought you were my mother.

Your other mother.

And Ozzman was my grandfather.

He was a revered leader
of The Nine,

renowned for his cunning greed

and never being formally implicated
in the Westerlyn Breadline Massacre.

I know you too will climb
to great heights, Ozzman.

I have something else for you.

This is in case you are ever
in trouble and need my help.

Emergencies only.

And it has to be
our little secret.

Understand?

Ooh.

Strawberry.

An untraceable ship and a new ID

to get you past the Hullen on the
way to the Quad, as negotiated.

- You're leaving?
- I'm going back to Qresh.

The Nine have been laying low
since the war began.

Cowards need a leader.

Even when that leader
used to be our enemy.

But for now,

we want the same thing,

so...

It's good to share.

Remember, Ozzman,

royalty always rises.

Physical contact
is for the poor.

Guess it's just you
and me now, huh, bud?

So,

you like

stuff?

JOHN: We had to cut ties with
the RAC, including the database,

but Mano's computer is
virtually untraceable.

Yeah, as long as you don't
catch anything from it.

I'll do a deep history purge
when I'm done,

but I'm not worried about
computer viruses.

Oh, yeah!

Neither am I.

Huh.

What have you got?

Absolutely nothing.

There are zero hits on this woman,
the odds of which are exceedingly low,

unless someone

scrubbed her entire existence.

Who the hells are you?

AUTOMATED VOICE: Identity breach.
Identity breach.

What an unfortunate development.

Set course for Utopia.

So these shadows here?

Those aren't normal.

Is normal something
we expected with Pip?

Maybe not, but after his
failed baby snatching attempt,

I ran some diagnostics.

I just don't believe that
he would betray us on his own.

The Lady wants the kid.
That's a powerful incentive.

But that's not Pip.

That's exactly Pip.
This is what he does.

People pay him to steal things.

Maybe before,
but he's different with us.

D'AVIN: Zeph, he tried
to kidnap my son,

and he got a hell of a lot closer
than I'm comfortable with.

It doesn't matter why.

It matters that
it never happens again.

Listen, I know
you think he's your friend,

but we just can't take
any chances right now.

Run your tests, figure out
what's going on with him,

and fix him if you can,

but he stays cuffed
and sedated, okay?

And what if I can't?

Guys,

that's not your "everything's
gonna be okay" look.

It's our "fix it, so we don't
have to find out" look.

My son needs protection, Dutch.

Well, if The Lady wants him,

he's gonna need
more than protection.

- He's gonna need training.
- Are you offering?

I'm insisting.

Have him meet me
in the cargo hold in an hour.

There's no one I trust more
than Auntie Dutch.

MAN: Last
call for boarding Q Cluster.

Have a safe trip to Qresh.

Oh, I'm not going to Qresh.

Ah!

We're closed.

In case you didn't notice,
I'm down a bartender

and my husband.

Now we're open.

- So where the hells my Garebear?
- I don't know.

We were trying
to save some kids.

The Hullen got the upper hand.
They took Gared.

Lucky me, their smelly friend
was too stupid for a headshot.

Never send a Killjoy
to do a Warlord's job.

Guess I'll have
to rescue Gared myself.

Maybe you didn't hear me

over the sound of
you going off half-cocked.

Whoa, "Fuzzy Face,"
that was full-cocked.

No one knows where the Hullen
take their prisoners.

Then maybe you didn't hear me.

I'm not losing my husband
before the honeymoon's over.

I don't know where the prisoners
are, but I know someone who does.

WOMAN: All
ships arriving from the RAC sector

must proceed to level 42...

Hold up.

Let's see documents.

Nobody docks in Utopia
without an invitation.

Oh, sure thing, friend.
I should have them right...

Dang.

Must've left them at home.

Please tell me you're working
on identifying the assassin

and not just perving
through my memories.

Your brain makes
my butt look great.

I was just fact checking
your memories

to see if Khlyen left any more
clues about the assassin.

Lucy, show Dutch what we found.

Check out Joe's badge.

That's not the RAC symbol.
What is it?

Not sure, but it might have
something to do with this.

If I move the voices...

...and the background noise...

Khlyen left a bitchin'
soundtrack.

Horny whale calls?

I thought it was distortion at first,
but then I realized it repeats.

It's a pulsar, a dying star.
Every pulsar sound is unique.

It's like a fingerprint.

Clever, clever Khlyen.

You found a way to leave a map in
my brain without me even knowing.

I mean, I figured it out.

Yes, you're equally clever.
Thank you.

So where is the map to?

Not sure yet,

but Lucy's running it
through her database.

But there are literally millions
of pulsars in the galaxy.

Well, if anyone can find this
one, it's you, Johnny Jaqobis.

Right.

What the hells?

What do you think you're doing?

This is gonna be fun, champ.

Self-defense is all about fun

and protective padding.

Wouldn't it be faster
to get me a gun?

Well, you're two days old.

You gotta save something
for day three, chief.

I have a name now, you know.

Delle Seyah gave me one
before she left.

Ozzman Kin Rit.

Huh, it doesn't even have
any apostrophes.

- Do you like it?
- I just thought that's how it went.

Don't parents always make
choices for their kids?

You know what? Parents don't
always know what they're doing.

So I get a gun?

Pick your own name.

What do you wanna be called?

Take your time.
It's a big decision.

- Hey.
- Hey.

All right, you ready to learn some
self-defense with Auntie Dutch?

You know, your dad's
got some moves too.

Make me look good
in front of the kid.

Cool!

Yeah, see? Fun.

I'll take it from here, Papa.

Oh, thanks for that.

Really nice.

Hello!

Oh. You're not
what I ordered.

Hi. Maybe we can
work something out.

Sure thing, friend.

Oh, I don't kiss on the mouth.

John says you can kick someone's ass
without even being in the same room.

Am I gonna learn that?

Training starts
with a solid defense.

What about leather pants?

Shouldn't training start
with leather pants?

Focus.

Let's see what you can do.

Lesson one, always be aware
of your surroundings.

Tell me what weapons
are in this room.

Um...

Your gun,

- your knife...
- "Knives."

Where do you keep them?

There are at least 16 more weapons
in this room that can kill or maim.

The chairs, your belt,

even that cloth over your eyes.

An assassin sees everything as
a weapon, and you need to know

if someone's gonna use one
against you.

Tell me where I am.
What am I doing?

At the table.

Moving the chairs.

Near that pile of chain.

Now the ladder.

Not bad.

You can't get distracted.

You need to be able
to hear that sound

in a crowded room and instantly
know you're in danger.

Now let's get ready
for some real world training.

DUTCH: That's the memory Khlyen gave
me of the assassin at the Tenyer.

Hello, friend.

There's a white dwarf in the Plazinski
system, but it's not big enough

for this much
electromagnetic radiation.

Hey, Zeph, can I get you
up here for an opinion?

Luce?

You got eyes on Zeph?
Is she with Pip?

LUCY: She is, but neither of
them are currently on-board.

Zeph took Pip
on the Black Root ship.

You didn't think
to mention that?

Zeph instructed me not to,
but she left a message.

"Hey,
guys, so, listen, I kidnapped Pip.

"Don't freak out.
Are you freaking out?"

Cut to the pertinents.

"I'm going to take him back
to the Armada,

"so I can figure out
what's wrong with him.

"Pip can't be a threat to the kid
if he's nowhere near him, right?

- "Okay, Zephyr out."
- Damn it, Zeph.

How much of a head start
does she have?

D'av, look, I think that
she's right on this one.

She sprung my babynapper.

And took him far away from your kid.
That's the best way to protect him.

- No Pip, no problem.
- No.

Hey, hey! Just slow your roll, Papa Bear.
Your kid is safe,

especially if he's getting
trained by Dutch,

the baddest of bad assassins.

He's been alive for two days,

and I haven't stopped worrying
about him for a single second.

I just... I...

I don't know how to Dad.

An entire human being
just parachuted into my life,

and I'm responsible for him.

I get why you're worried, but
come on, D'av, you got this,

'cause you were
a great dad to me,

although you did abandon me and
get me stabbed, mule kicked,

semi-Hullenized.

- Too soon?
- Yeah, probably.

Sorry.

MANO: I've got an update, John.
- Mano?

I need to talk to you.
It's urgent.

I told you, I'm not
selling you any memories

for your creepsters.

Like being able to tell my
good scars from the bad ones.

I got a hit back on that photo
you ran through the database,

but it's not a conversation
for over comms.

JOHN: All right,
D'av's on his way.

Hurry.

All right.

I think we're far enough away from
Lucy, in case this doesn't work.

There's nowhere you can escape to,
unless you kill me and take the ship.

Zeph, I would never.

You tried to steal D'av's kid.

It's not like I succeeded.

I don't even remember doing it.

I knew it,
because it wasn't you.

- Thank you.
- It was the spider.

Right. What?

Spider? What spider?
What are you talking about?

Oh.

Um, there's an itty-bitty giant
green spider in your brain.

- A spider?
- Yeah.

Is-is it moving?
Have you seen it?

Is it alive? Is it moving?
It's moving, isn't it?

I can feel its creepy little legs
crawling around in my brain.

It's that dark spider-looking
spot there.

How'd it get in there?

Oh. Uh, my guess?

Eyes, ears, nose, mouth.

I suppose there are
other options,

but it's a longer route
to the brain, so...

Nope.

It's wrapped around
your medulla oblongata.

That controls autonomic functions,
controls you without you even knowing it.

How are you gonna get it out?

Well, the Green is still frozen,

so we're gonna have
to go old school.

Oh, you're overdue
for a bath, friend,

and an ass-kicking.

We haven't been
formally introduced.

I own this establishment,

and no one likes you.

Especially me.

Remember me?

Oh, goodie, you do.

And do you remember
what you did to him, friend?

I shot him.

Mmm.

And can you guess what that
means he wants to do to you?

Probably something pretty bad.

And what that angry,
scary man wants to do to you

is sunshine and
gods damn puppies

compared to what
I will do to you

if you don't tell me what the
hells you did with my husband.

I didn't take nobody!

I just find the houses with the
kids, and then I mark the doors.

Then they come to take them.

What do the Hullen
want with kids?

- I don't know.
- Where do they take them?

I don't know.

Why did they take Gared?

They think he knew something.

They took him
to be interrogated.

Hmm. Well, puddin',

everyone knows that I do the
singing in our relationship.

Oh, gods! What do
you want from me?

This.

Oh.

You didn't have to make him
think you were gonna cut it off.

He didn't have to shoot me.

Mano?

Jeez, Mano, even for you,
this place is stinky.

Oh, shit-sticks.

Hey...

What did I say?

Lesson one, always be aware
of your surroundings.

You can't get distracted.

I know. I know.

We've been doing this for hours.

I know, but you're not
getting any better.

Lesson two,

never assume your attacker
only has one weapon.

Where were you keeping that?

You need to take this seriously.

This is the difference
between life and death.

When The Lady makes her move, the
Hullen are gonna come for you fast,

and they're gonna
come for you hard.

You can't let
your guard down.

What did I just literally
say about distractions?

Duck.

- Who the hells is that?
- I don't know.

- How did you do that?
- I don't know.

Next lesson, camouflage.

Should we get some lunch
while we're here?

Oh, gods, you really are
a Jaqobis, aren't you?

Let's work on not
dying first, shall we?

This way.

DUTCH: Okay, get in here.

This will be a safe place
to hide.

Fifty joy to watch, guys.

How about 100 to clear out?

Fast.

Out.

Out.

Okay, we need a secure place to hole
up until I can get us some backup.

Why would anyone
pay to see that?

Was it some kind of
fight training?

D'av, Johnny, are you there?

Seems like a really ineffective
way to attack someone unless...

Damn it, why aren't
they responding?

D'av? Johnny?

Will I be getting training
with this too?

Okay, listen to me, kid,

we have a killer on our asses,
and I can't find the Jaqobis.

I have no time to tell you
where babies come from.

That's where babies come from?

Is that where I came from?

But I have two moms, so does
that mean there's two women or...

You're gonna have to ask
your dad about that one.

If we ever find him.

LUCY: I've completed my
search of all known pulsars

in all known databases, John.

Tell me how brilliant
you are, Luce.

My intelligence cannot be
accurately expressed in human terms.

You found my pulsar,
didn't you, girl?

The Dangelis Pulsar
is highly unstable.

A cataclysmic event left most of the
surrounding system uninhabitable.

Well, that's Khlyen.

You can count on him
for the cushy milk runs.

D'AVIN: Johnny,
you there?

We've got a problem.
JOHN: Is the problem you?

Because damn, D'av,
you sound like balls.

Yeah, that's because Mano's dead
, and I got jumped at his place.

Shit. Hullen?

I don't know what he was,
except mean and ugly.

Where's Dutch?
I keep trying her on her com.

She took the kid
to Utopia Square.

Dutch, you better grab the kid
and beat it back to Lucy.

LUCY: Dutch's comms
have been disabled, John.

By what?

D'avin's PDD.

That sneaky freaking
Hullen, he took it.

JOHN: And used it
to remote access our network

and isolate Dutch's location
and sever her comms.

Johnny, that's my kid
and Dutch out there.

If he finds them before we do...

I'm on it. If Mr. "Bad Guy"
can use your PDD to track us,

then we can use it to track him.

So who actually has the baby? Does
it depend on who wins the fight?

Hey, it's okay to be scared.

I know, but I'm not.

Back in the square,

how did you know
we were gonna get attacked?

I can't explain it.
I just knew.

Sometimes, I just know things.

Do you know
the last time I was afraid?

It was when I found out
where I came from.

Was it some of this
gnarly training stuff?

No.

But was pretty messed up.

Look, I'm used to being lied to,
so I'm gonna tell you the truth.

Your other mother,
Aneela, made you.

Why? For what?

I don't know yet, and a lot
of people wanna find out.

That's why you need to be
able to protect yourself.

Does this mean
I don't have a family?

You have us.

- What are those?
- Grenades.

Oh, shit.
We gotta get out of here!

But these aren't live.

No, no, no, it's a trap!

- You're not taking that kid.
- Oh, I'm not here for him.

Rescue party for two!

Step away from my kid,
or your skull gets a sunroof.

DUTCH: D'av,
don't kill him.

Damn it!

Take him to Lucy!

Hey.

Are you okay?
Are you hurt?

- I'm good.
- Come on.

Let's go.

Should I smell burning toast?

Um...

Maybe in a sec.

Charging in five, four...

That wasn't toast.

Dang it, I don't know
how to kill this thing.

Maybe a higher voltage
of electricity?

Okay, I know that
I shouldn't be squeamish

because I almost just
permanently lost control

of my bowels there for a second,

but the idea of a dead spider
floating around in my brain

isn't exactly...

Yeah.

Dead spider. Works.

I don't know, Pip,

the only thing left to try
is sonic frequency.

Whatever it takes,
as long as you kill it.

That's the thing.

I don't know if I can.

The spider is so entwined...

Zeph, if you don't kill it, you'll
never be able to trust me again.

I betrayed you.

I betrayed you. All of you.

And as long as this thing
is alive inside my head,

you're going to be afraid
that I'm gonna do it again.

Now, whether we ever become
anything more or not,

I want you to trust me.

Okay?

So we keep going,

until it's dead,

no matter what.

Okay.

Hitting this spider
with sonic frequency

in three,

two...

We lost him. Whoever that
asshole is, he's slippery.

Lucy's fired up and ready to go.

Let's get out of here
before he comes back

with his little Hullen friends.
- He's not Hullen.

He didn't heal
when you shot him.

Well, then who the hells is he?

I don't know, but he had
this tattooed on his neck.

And he's gonna give us
some answers.

I have to admit, for being The
Lady's number one most wanted...

Numbers one through three.

I meant my kid.

Can't decide if I'm relieved or insulted
that she only sent one guy after us.

When you send someone like
that, you only need one.

He's a pro.

He should honor
the assassin's code.

You guys have a code?
Like, with rules?

Ooh. Is there a handshake?

There's only one ritual
we respect.

The White Blade.

It should buy us a sit-down
and get us some answers.

All right, I remote-activated
an audio channel on D'av's PDD.

You now have a one way mic
to your "assasshole" friend.

Ooh!

And now you have his attention.

Listen up, you bastard,

this is a professional courtesy.

I'm invoking a White Blade.

Utopia Square, 0600.

You know the drill.

I'll recon logistics for backup.

No. Whoever this guy is,
he's good.

He'll spot you right away and
bail, and we get nothing.

I go alone.

We'll be standing by on comms.

With guns.

Oopsie, boys.

Were you looking for children?

I'm young at heart.

And lucky you, I know
which kid you're looking for

and where to find him,

if you ask nicely.

Shokkun.

Very nice.

Carbon?

Daisan. Bone.

It's always a pleasure to work
with a professional.

Nice jacket, by the way.

Probably a bad idea to trust
an assassin's honor, right?

I mean, we live with one.

She's my BFF and your
sort of memory baby mama,

so it's not that big of a leap.

Your 15 minutes starts now.

Who are you and what the
hells do you want with us?

I could ask the same of you.

Well, isn't this a blind date.

You're the one making all the noise
looking for a colleague of ours.

The assassin.

I thought we were
quiet about that.

My associates prefer
things to be silent.

And who would
your associates be?

Bit of a family business.

My father was a protector,
and his father before him.

Kind of a legacy deal,
a divine calling.

Protector of what?

All you need to know is that
we take it very seriously.

It began hundreds of years
before you were born,

and it will continue
centuries after you are dust.

Well, I'm a here-and-now kind of girl,
and if your people are trying to kill me,

that's a right-now
kind of problem.

I'm afraid I can't
help you with that.

Divine calling and all.

Calling to what?

Does it have something
to do with your tattoo?

Because I've seen
that symbol before.

- Where have you seen it?
- No.

Not until you tell me
who you work for.

Where?

It's The Lady, isn't it?

This White Blade

is over.

Yeah, you were right.
Bad idea to trust an assassin.

Lucy, watch the kid
while we're gone.

LUCY: He's not
currently aboard, D'av.

I love you, girl,
but we need to talk

about monitoring
entrances and exits.

I do monitor, John. I know
exactly when the boy left.

Skip to where the hells
he is now.

Lesson two,

never assume your opponent
has only one weapon.

What the hells
are you doing here?

Kicking his ass, saving your
ass, all of the ass stuff.

D'AVIN: It's one thing for Dutch
to go to a White Blade alone.

She can handle herself,

but you have barely
had a day of training.

Excellent training.

Did you see the part where
I jabbed him in the neck,

like, "Eat tranq, dirt-face!"

Junior, I am lecturing here.

You took a hells of a gamble
sneaking off into that parlay,

and you're lucky it paid off

and the three of us were
there in case it didn't.

Look, he's my memory
nephew-brother-son.

He might be a natural.

I was scared,
but I did what you said.

I just kept going.

Dutch...

Yes, your dad's right.
It was very dangerous,

and I had it all under
control, blah, blah, blah.

But you did great

because you had a kickass
teacher, and you're a Jaqobis,

and Jaqobis men
never let me down.

Go clean up.

Oh, come on, D'avin, don't be so
jealous that the chip off your old block

wants to be more
like Auntie Dutch.

I want him to live long
enough to be his own block.

With my training, he will.

Damn, Grandma,
you been working out?

Okay, the sonic
definitely did some damage.

What's happening?

Did you kill it?

No.

But the frequency did disrupt
the spider's connection

to your impulse control
functions.

You aren't
The Lady's Pippet anymore.

Damn it, Zeph,
I said that I wanted it dead.

I trust you, Pip,

even with a spider
in your brain.

Killing it meant
killing you too.

It's fused
with your medulla oblongata.

It's literally part of the
system keeping you alive now.

So, what,
if the spider dies, then...

Huh.

It's not "huh ."
It's shit.

But it definitely
can't control me anymore?

Okay.

Well, I guess
I'm part spider now.

Weird, yes.

Icky, definitely.

But you've been fine
with my other proclivities,

so I'm sure we'll get
through this somehow.

Unless there's more?

These spiders weren't
meant to survive long

outside the Green.

They seem to have a rapid

half-life.

Okay, so I won't have to worry about
the spider controlling me for long

because it's gonna die?

And since it's the only thing
keeping me alive... Shit.

We're going to the Armada.

Aneela's lab is there,
and we'll find a way, Pip.

How long?

How long have I got?

I'll find a way.

I never thought
I'd have to use these again.

Cost always seemed too high.

But circumstances
being what they are,

I can't afford not to.

See, if I don't make you talk,

I lose everyone

and everything
I've ever cared about.

Then you understand why I won't.

This only ends one way.

I know.

So let's get to it, shall we?

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

What's going on?

Come here.

Come here.

The Lady is coming,

and the only thing that's
standing between her and us

is the information this man has.

We must do whatever it takes.

But what's that for?

Moving past your fear.

I think I should go.
No, no, no, you stay.

This is part
of your training too.

Whatever the hells
is going on here,

it stops right gods damn now.

You don't invite a two-day
old to a torture party,

something which, by the
way, should be very clear.

I didn't.
He walked in on me.

And you just decided
it was a good opportunity

to teach him about
eyeball gouging?

You're overreacting.

And I wasn't gonna
teach him that.

Yes, you were!

There's a war coming, D'avin.

We can't coddle him.

This goes way beyond coddling.

Self-defense is one thing,
but that was something else.

That is what
it takes to survive.

And Khlyen made me do
a lot worse, a lot younger.

You were abused, Dutch.

How dare you say that to me?

He did what he had to.

He made me what I needed to be,

and he taught me
to protect myself.

That was abuse.

What Khlyen did was wrong.

No child should go through that.

What happened to you was messed up, but
I will not let you repeat that cycle,

not to my son

and not to you.

Who the hells are you to
tell me what I need to do,

what we need to do?

The Lady wants him,

and he is the key
to stopping her.

You don't know that.

Yes, I do.

He is special, and I can
train him to be a weapon.

No.

Find another way to fight her.

LUCY: Dutch, there is a problem
with the prisoner in the cargo hold.

What did you do?

- I didn't do anything.
DUTCH: Oh, really?

He just spontaneously
suffered massive hemorrhaging?

Dutch...

LUCY: My scans indicate
an excessively high level

of cyanide in his system.

Are you okay?

DUTCH: Shit, he must've
taken a timed-release capsule

in case things went south
at the White Blade.

Whatever he knew,
he took with him.

I wanted to stop him,
but I was too late.

It's okay.

Shit.

I hope
you're getting this, Fancy,

because I do not know
where I am.

Like, the air literally
tastes like evil,

and it's moist.

TURIN: You're coming in loud
and creepy, Pree.

Look for any kind
of distinct markings,

anything that can tell us
where they've taken you.

Oh, gods.

We're on the RAC.

I do not like what they've
done with the place.

Hey.

Listen, I don't always
say the right thing,

but I'm pretty great at
just shutting my big mouth

and listening, if you wanna,

you know...

Hanging out with Dutch and
training was really fun at first.

Then it wasn't.

How disappointed is she?

That is not something
that you need to worry about.

What happened wasn't your fault.

You're still a kid,
and the adults in your life,

they make choices, but you
don't have to carry them.

I knew what that man
was gonna do.

I wanted to save him.

How could you know
about the cyanide?

Even Dutch didn't catch that.

I don't know.

I just knew.

Is there something wrong
with me?

- No.
- Then what am I?

You're my son.

I've been thinking about names.

There's something
I wanna be called.

Oh, yeah?

Jaqobis.

But, like, Jaq, for short.

Jaq Kin Rit.

That's a good name.

That's a very good name.

So what are you
gonna tell Dutch?

Nothing.

Pack your bags.

We're gonna hit the road.