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What?

You never learned this one.

Okay.

The Exclusive Tech Conference

known as "Book Club"

was the scene of a
massive electrical disruption

that surged across
six city blocks last night.

London Power, EDF and NPower
all deny responsibility.

Dad?

- Is everything all right?
- All right?

I'm a happy man.

I'm using my tools, Juzzie.

And it's good, still good.

Miss Madam is good, too.

That was you I saw in
London last night, was it?

In the news?

Yeah, uh...

I had a bad dream about Danny.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You told me I was pushing, you know?

Y-You told me to slow down.

We're scientists, Juzzie.

Everything we do is all error

until the day that it's not.

Now is not the time for me
to be losing my shit again, Dad.

It was just a dream, honey.

Okay?
It's just a dream.

What you're worried about,

can't happen again.

- It won't.
- But what if something happens to me?

You know?

Molly has no idea who she is.

When the time is right, she'll know.

And I'm happy to say that
we'll both be here for it.

Maybe you could come here?

You know, if I had to stay.

Is that crazy?

Crazy?

London, England?

The home of Toots?

Dandy Livingstone

and that little upstart Lenny Henry.

Participants in the conference

signed non-disclosure agreements.

However, a leaked cell phone video,

revealed this unidentified man.

Hey.
Go, go, go, go, go.

That's him.

That's him.

Shit.

Dad?
Dad, I gotta go.

Will you tell Molly I love her?

She knows.

Oh, fuck.

Hey. Oh, boy.
Look, put that down,

but don't bring anything else.

Any produce, whatever.

Just bring it to a food bank.
Thank you.

Uh, yeah, so send her
a term sheet, okay?

'Cause we're moving fast.

Nothing from your sister?

My sister? Not yet.

But, thanks to Book Club,
we've got leverage.

I mean, look at all this stuff.

We got offers from Apple,
Foxconn, Samsung, Hon Hai.

Oh, boy.

- Oh.
- Great penis.

Wow.
Congratulations.

They really did a great job.

The scent of him is gone.

You can't not wear pants
when you talk to people.

The temperature
is adequate in this room.

If you do not want to look
at this body, then say.

Yeah, I don't wanna look at it.
We don't wanna look at it.

Humanity has progressed to the point

where we usually wear pants

when we eat fruit with other people.

I see no progress.

You simply create more elaborate
ways to hide what is true.

All this excess.

Why communicate excess?

If they had simply
sent this one pineapple,

with its hexagons,

and perfect expression
of your prime numbers,

I would have understood
that I was dealing

with scientists.

Who communicates with this?

Put that down.
That's mostly asbestos.

In the entire trash bin

of your accumulated knowledge

you call the Internet,

there is only one mention,

of Thomas Newton as
an "industrial benefactor."

What are you saying?

- Someone scrubbed him?
- Yes.

His patents created the environment,

for the Internet to exist.

He was waiting for you to catch up.

He would have mastered it.

He would have mastered you,
but somehow,

you've managed to erase his life,

steal his work,

and make him unrecognizable
to his own species.

What on this planet,
could possibly have brought about

the collapse of Thomas Newton?

The Exclusive Tech Conference

known as "Book Club"

was the scene of
a massive electrical disruption

that surged across
six city blocks last night.

London Power, EDF and NPower
all deny responsibility.

I've found an angle.

Was the scene of a massive
electrical disruption...

I've found an angle.

I've found an angle.

An angle?

What do you mean, an angle?

You're 20 years old.
Why are you talking like Moe Greene?

Do you smell something?

Were you eating in here?
Prawns, maybe?

I have anaphylaxis.

So my skin would
literally be falling off.

Hmm.
Right.

So, I'm assuming that
you've seen the video?

Yes,
I know, Clive. I was there.

I saw the light show.

Could've been one
of a million hackers.

Yeah, but that...
That video has 18 million views.

They're all calling
it "quantum fusion."

- What is that smell?
- Mom!

This could take us to a real place.

A place where...

Where people wouldn't
laugh at us anymore.

You know,
real tech companies laugh at us.

Slings and arrows.

Look, we haven't innovated
in 40 years.

- Look, our debt load is absolutely...
- "Debt load"?

Wow. Clive.

You told me to read the memos.

You said,
that I was going to lead here...

- One day.
- Mm. Right.

Uncle Hatch wants to
bring fusion here.

I want to bring it here.

- They've had offers from...
- So this is you?

- This isn't him trying to...
- No. It's...

It's me.
Okay?

You-You're making
an emotional decision,

and, you don't want
Uncle Hatch to be the hero.

Well, he's a fraud.

I thought we were done
with the chirping, Clive.

And I am an of...

...fficer of this company.

You've also been a racecar driver,

and, an anthropologist.

I made you an officer
so you could learn.

Now, I'm thinking...

Ugh. I knew it.

No, y-you, ca...

Cannot just dismiss me, Mother.

I am an o...

Officer of this company.

- Mum.
- Hmm.

This bird is septic.

It's not septic is it, Mum?
It's fucking dead.

- Hmm.
- Quantum fusion is what I want

and it's what you want, too.

But, you're just afraid.
I know you, Mum.

And I know what you're capable of.

I, have seen it.

Are you forcing the issue, Clive?

Yes.

I'm an off...

Right.

Call your uncle.

Why did we rent a fucking clown car?

I feel like I'm wearing it.

- You're speeding.
- Yeah, well...

We're about to ask for the impossible,

so, figured it would be
a good idea if we were on time.

Why aren't we going
directly to OriGen?

Why don't we just take what I need?

'Cause what you need
is the tenth patent,

which is in the vaults at OriGen.

We negotiate with them
to get access to the vaults.

That'll make us their partners, okay?

There's no other way.
There's no,

storming of the Bastille.

Which, as an armory, and a fortress,

and a political prison, is not unlike

my childhood home in Cornwall.

And my sister.

These detours into
human need are absurd.

They are gonna try to break
the science into pieces, okay?

They're gonna try to
break us into pieces.

The only edge we have is our secrets.

The ones that I know about.

So, if there's anything else

you need to tell me
about before we get there,

now would be the time to do it.

Well, once I stole proprietary
IP from my sister's company,

and tried to sell it to a competitor.

Okay. Thank you.

You're generating fear like an engine.

It's making me sneeze.

Look, fear is my spirit animal, okay?

It's my...
My animal familiar, okay?

It's my bestie.
Fear is my fucking bestie.

Hey.
Go, go, go, go, go.

That's him, that's him.
Oi!

Edith and Clive Flood
were registered panelists at...

Close the door, please.

All this has gone viral,
so you've got a new job.

On top of the one
you're already failing at.

This demonstration is not a miracle.

It's the first step
in an orchestrated plan.

They have a plan,
and it's unfolding in front of us.

Their Loch Ness monster here

is working in coordination
with Thomas Newton.

Speaking of the Loch Ness monster,

facial recognition caught this,

at the Los Alamos airport.

What is that?
What is that there?

Water.
A shit load of water.

Airport PD cut him loose.

I'm working on any release paperwork.

Nobody sees this but us.
Do you understand?

Pull it from the logs.

That light show in London

wasn't a random power surge.

The, um, the guys in Skunk Works
were stumped by it.

And?

It's almost inconceivable

that tech comes from anywhere
we know about.

In this...

solar system.

The thing that you are
thinking about him,

Lisa,

is correct.

Well, sir...

I think he's a fucking spaceman.

Now you see where we are.

Are there, any orders for when...

He's the hook to the bigger
fish, do you understand?

We leave him dangling for a while,

and then we club 'em both.

He's gonna lead us to Newton.

Can you do better?

There was one line

in the old Icarus file,

a "partly-unaccounted-for."

Mary Lou Prescott.

A hotel maid in 1978.

She and Newton met in Kentucky.

Mary Lou Prescott from Kentucky.

- She's what?
- His companion.

- Like a girlfriend?
- She's still alive.

Runs a rehab outside
Brighton now. In England.

There's a plane waiting for you.

Holy shit.
You buried that lede, huh?

Hope you're not gonna
put me through this

every step of the way.

We don't have time
to break you in, Lise.

Wow.

You grew up here?

What, you were Charlemagne?

Ha-ha, our parents split when
we were just out of diapers.

We grew up in California with my mom.

When she died, we came here.
I was ten.

Why would you ever leave all this?

This monstrous hellscape,

built by the worst
colonizers in history,

on the twisted spines,
and scarred backs of the enslaved?

I mean, no reason.

Also, my dad was a sociopath.

Edie worshipped him.

They'll have to get her
out of here with a crowbar.

Her and my nephew, Clive.

She has a pupa?

Did he know Newton?

Uh, well, her pupa is 20.

She had him at 16 in
a desperate bid for autonomy.

But listen, Newton's name
cannot come up.

Newton is why we are here.

No. Your magical device
is why we're here.

The prototype was
drained at Book Club.

It will not work again.

We are here because of Thomas Newton.

No.
Listen, you just...

You can't even say his name, okay?

If my sister sniffs it out

and, knows that she has, what we want,

she won't give us the patent,
which means

you can't build your magic machine.

So just don't say his name, okay?

Hello. I'm Yatzin.

Miss Flood is just
finishing up her ride,

but, she'll meet you in the blue room,

- if you'll just follow me.
- Yeah, I...

I know where it is.

- Hatch.
- Wyant.

You're looking fit.

This is Justin Falls.

Our project engineer.

And, uh, this, um,
is Mr. Faraday.

The gentleman
you've been eager to meet.

And this is my sister.

Edie Flood.

I saw this on the way here.

Uh, this is Professor Woads.

He chairs the physics department
at Imperial College.

And he's agreed to consult.

Your post-doc work on fusion
modeling was very innovative.

Thank you.

Hmm. Didn't quite bear out,
did it?

Perhaps the font didn't work for you.

Clive!

Uncle Hatch.

Hey, buddy.

Oh, oh.

How are the shingles?

Do you know, I... I think
I pooped when you hugged me,

they hurt so bad, but...

Um, you just take care of...

- Oh, hello.
- Hi.

Didn't expect you, Clive.

Well, stealth.

Well, shall we all have a seat?

- Oh, by all means.
- Great. Thank you.

Hey, come on.

Let's sit down. Come on.

I'd like to know exactly what it was

you presented at Book Club.

Uh, a prototype.

For a fusion generator.

A personal fusion generator
that fits in your pocket,

with the potential to turn
a gram of clean fuel

into 20,000 kilowatt hours of power.

Uh, I'm sorry.
So, this device could run...

uh, Buckingham Palace

on less than a gallon of tap water.

- For...
- A year.

Well, can we see it?

Uh, we can't.
It's capacitated.

- That's convenient.
- Well, it's a prototype.

It has design flaws
the final product won't have.

We need to build a sustainable version

that doesn't burn itself out.

If it's real.

Why would it not be real?

Mr. Faraday,

you're something of
a mystery in all of this.

What is this?

That's a sugar snap pea with
salmon and cream cheese.

So, uh, we already have term sheets

from Microsoft, Apple and Samsung.

I think it would be
good to find a home

where you wouldn't just be,

an algorithm.

You know, we're family.

Family.

That's why I'm here,

instead of anywhere else.

But, we're gonna need to,

replicate the cell, on a mass scale.

And the US Department of Energy...

- All right. Stop. Stop it.
- Has the power to tie us up,

in regulatory scrutiny,
for two decades.

But, since our father,

made an arrangement with them,
during his tenure,

- as CEO...
- There's no confirmation of that.

We need to buy into OriGen's

legal clearances and infrastructure.

You're our fastest route
to the energy market.

So, you're proposing
a joint venture partnership.

For which you'll retain
15% of the company.

You want us to
hand over 85% of OriGen.

15% of the world's next energy source

is worth 100% more than anything

in heaven and earth, Horatio.

Now, I actually read
my dad's pretentious books,

so, I can say stuff like that.

This pretense is making me sick.

I don't know this woman,
and this man is...

Well, I don't know,
maybe he's the one real thing,

and, he's playing for the wrong team.

- Edie...
- Who are you, Mr. Faraday?

You're their last chance.

I need to know you,
or this isn't going to work.

I...

Am...

An immigrant.

Then this isn't going to work.

I want to know about Thomas Newton.

I'm sorry?

Your father took possession
of his company.

I want to know what happened to him.

Why do you want to know
about Thomas Newton?

I have his music.

Music?

Newton made music?

Yeah.

Uh, it's all on one of those, uh,

World Enterprises
recording sphere things.

- It's in my grandfather's study.
- What does it sound like?

Emo whale?

Take me there now.

Yeah, I don't think now is the time...

Take me there.
Now.

- Yeah, okay.
- Clive.

A word before you go.

If you want to be invited

to the grown-up's table next time,

you will not fuck this up.

I need to know everything about him.

We need to know, Clive.

Do whatever you have to
to get him talking.

Okay, yeah.

Wh... Uh, what does that mean?

Give him some of,
whatever's turned you into a

sniffly little chatterbox.
I don't care.

It's your future, as well as ours.

Hello.
Can I help you?

Oh, I hope so.
Um,

I understand, uh,

a part of your mission here,
is rehabilitation?

Drug addiction?

Yeah. Women only.

Oh, yeah. Sure, sure.
I just, um,

my mother, has...

Look, I know I should've made
an appointment, I'm just...

I'm just at the end of my rope.

I wasn't even planning
on coming here today.

It just sort of happened.

Does that sound strange?

Happens often.

Most of the Oblates here
are in recovery.

Okay.

Uh, except Sister Mary Lou.

Well, she's taken final vows.

- I see.
- You know, a lot of us, we

live on the outside,
but we're affiliated.

We live by the teachings.

We work.

We pray.

- Hmm.
- We...

Try to heal.

We live simply in Christ.

- That is so great.
- Chantal!

Chantal, come help!

It's a breech!

Oh, that's Mary Lou!

- Uh...
- One of our cows is birthing.

A breech requires
a lot of strong arms.

- We could use your help.
- That's sweet.

♪ I am a river ♪

♪ Flowing to the ocean ♪

♪ I am a river... ♪

You gotta try and turn the calf, Jay.

I am trying.

I am trying, I don't know how.

Yeah.
Oh, you gotta get a hold of his legs,

and pull, real hard.

Someone else should be doing this.

Uh, Katie, hold the tail.

Fuck.

Cut the singing, girls.

♪ I am a river ♪

Cut it. Shut the fuck up.

So, you gotta do one final pull, Jay.

- Okay. It's Clay.
- Yeah. That's it.

- I can't feel my arms.
- She can.

Okay, now,

oh, Mommy, you're doing a good job.

I know, I know.

Hold the tail, Katie. Katie.

Pull!

Good.
Oh.

Oh, Jay. You'll be okay.

You did awesome.

Oh, hey, that T-shirt really works on you.

Yeah.

- You all right?
- Oh, I'm great.

That was...

Special.

- It was great.
- What can I do for you, kiddo?

- Oh, well...
- Um...

Oh, call to prayer.

- Do you wanna come?
- No, no,

No.
I was just, um...

I'm here about my mom.

She's been...

She's been going through
some tough stuff.

Your mom, huh?

There's something going on
with your mom?

Yeah.

Kiddo.

I've been doing this
a long time, okay?

You know, working with addicts.

I can usually tell when, you know...

There may be something
wrong with your mom, but,

that's not why you're here.

Yeah, I'm here about Thomas Newton.

Tommy?

I think I know who you are.

Who am I?

I've been waiting,

45 years.

But I knew.
You see, I knew.

I knew, a-a-and...

And I prayed, that one day,

he...

He would send me a sign.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, thank the Lord.

Thank the Lord.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

And what's
the expected Q for the device?

This isn't my specialty.

What's a Q?

It's the ratio of energy,
you get out of the device,

compared to what you put in.

A Q of 1.0
is the break even.

To date,
the best anyone's ever achieved,

is around 0.7.

And we're projecting
a Q of 100 to 10,000.

Have you tested this equation?

Oh, well, that's what
lab work is for, right?

Well, the probability
of miscalculation...

"The probability of miscalculation"?

My goodness, wow.
There speaks an academic.

If you don't like the questions,
go somewhere else.

And if you don't like
the answers, we absolutely will.

I don't appreciate
this person's arrogance

in thinking he can take
the human element out of it.

If he'd ever been inside a lab,

he'd know that's impossible.

In science, everything is error,

until the day it isn't.

- Today is that day.
- Is it?

Today?

Lucky for you,

since you've spent the last
five years scrubbing bio-waste.

Was that always the plan?

MIT, grad school at 22,

all to realize the dream of
donning a plastic moon suit,

and shoveling shit,
all these years later.

I googled.

Help me fill in the gaps.

Get your boy to mind the gaps.

- I don't work for you.
- Mm. Yet.

You were given buckets
of funding, from the DOE.

It's like they signed
a check on Friday,

but, by Monday you no longer existed.

Can you tell us why?

Well, this is fun
but let's get back to work.

All right. Let's talk about
the Coulomb barrier.

The Coulomb barrier potential

is just one part of the equation.

- Are you okay?
- Fine. Yeah.

It's just, uh, one part of the...

What is wrong with you?

Um...

Can you give me a minute, please?

No!

Hey. Are you okay?

Yeah.
Um, yeah, this...

- This won't work.
- Do you need a break?

No. I have to stop. I...

I can't do it.
I'm sorry.

What are you talking about?

- You're the only one who can do this.
- Look.

I have people I'm responsible for.

I am sorry.

Yeah, but I can't do this without you.

Where's Faraday?

He's in my dad's study,
down by the lake.

Hey, could you tell me how, uh,

you and Thomas Newton knew each other?

Yes.

Oh, you know,

Tommy, was jealous of all our colors.

We met,

when I was a hotel maid in Kentucky.

And he changed everything in my world,

then he disappeared.

All I knew was,
that his company had moved to England.

I followed.
But, uh...

I never found him.

All I could feel was his absence,

and, that's still all I feel.

Don't you, shouldn't
you be wearing a kind of a,

a helmet, or...

I couldn't speak.

What are you doing there?

Couldn't even say his name out loud.

For 45 years, I couldn't confess.

This is my time.

This is my time for penance.

Oh.

So, this is my grandfather's study.

And, uh, yeah.

That's Newton's music player.

This place was forbidden,
when I was a kid.

But, I come here whenever I want.

Where is Newton's music?

You know, my mother is brusque,

to say the least, but, she's not crazy.

She believes it's impossible,

impossible,
to make a prototype like this in secret.

I don't share that perspective.

Epinephrine.

Fear.

I smelled it in the blue room.

As far as I am aware,

humans do not eat, their children,

and yet, you are
very afraid of each other.

Afraid of...

Of each other.

Why do you keep doing that?

It's just something that I do.

- Is it a communication?
- No.

Who is it for?

I can't con...

Can't control it?
Yet it is yours.

You're actually making it worse.

Why are you so afraid?

Where is Newton's music?

Why are you so afraid?

I'm not anymore.

Hot!

Hot! Hot!

Very hot!

Don't bark at me.

Am I talking loudly?

Yes, you are.

Where is Newton's music?

Well, you have to have
the music sphere.

It looks like a little pinball.

Where is the sphere?

If you tell me where you
come from, then I'll tell you.

You have the sphere.

No, I don't.

You have to tell me where you're from.

I can smell it on you.

Jesus!

He told me, he had someone,

back home,

a wife, and I didn't care.

I couldn't stop myself.

He was light as a feather.

And I kept saying to myself,

"He's in the wrong place."

He's here, yes.

But, it's like
he's waiting for a train.

He's just waiting to leave.

You know...

I could run this company,

without my mother.

We could.

Stop talking.

It's just making a lot of
pretentious noises.

It's a message...

To his wife.

To home.

He's trying to tell her,

goodbye.

I'm falling into darkness.

I keep waiting to hit the bottom,

to be unable, to remember you.

But I do.

- I remember you.
- I remember you.

- I hold you in my fist.
- I hold you in my fist.

- I can still say your name.
- I can still say your name.

- But they're prying open
- But they're prying open

- my fingers,
- my fingers,

- one by one.
- one by one.

- Maybe forgetting, will be a relief.
- Maybe forgetting,

will be a relief.

I had a last view of

where the ocean used
to be before I left home.

I didn't know then
what I was looking at.

But I was looking...

At the end of me.

He said, he had to get back to her,

before he lost himself.

And he came to me,

because, I was supposed to know better.

And, in my heart I did.

- Oh, fuck.
- I thought the way

to love someone,

was to give them gin,

because, I drank gin.

I made him drink gin, too.

And it drowned him.

I loved him, and I made him love me,

and need me, and, it just broke him.

It broke his heart.

It made him crazy.

You can break...
You can break their hearts?

What?

They?

Dear God, oh, no.

Is there another one?

Is that why you're here?

Oh, Jay,

Jay, you have to protect him.

Don't let him need anyone.

He's a miracle!

But, miracles, are like nightmares.

You see, either God
makes you strong enough,

to face them, or, he doesn't.

I wasn't.

You've got to protect him,

or he'll go insane.

He'll go insane.

Do you hear me?

- Yeah. Yeah. I hear you.
- Yes. Good.

- I hear you.
- Good.

Yeah.

My mind is, slipping away.

Help me remember your name.

Help me.
Help me.

Help me.
Help me remember your name.

It's gone.

You're becoming a memory.

Tell my wife.

Tell my wife, I love her very much.

She knows.

What...

What is this?

This does not

happen to us.

U-uh-uh.

A private plane was chartered
yesterday,

from Boeing Field in Seattle,

to Biggen Hill, UK.

- Paid for by Hatch Flood.
- What?

- They're in London.
- Flood.

Say more.

Los Alamos airport police report

has him signed out,
to a Justin C. Falls.

The same Justin C. Falls

who was registered
on that private jet.

She has a DOE file.

Stop.
Her, say more.

Her file's sealed.

If it's sealed, I want it, get it.

She could be an issue.

Little bit of a learning curve
with Sister Mary Lou.

Apparently these...

These guys aren't
that great with women.

Who was the third passenger?

First initial K.

Last name, Faraday.

It must be him, sir.

Faraday.

Book me a hotel in London.

Make sure there's a change of clothes.

Oh, one more thing.

- Yeah.
- I sourced background on Edward Flood.

Apparently,

he had an arrangement with us,

dating back to 1978.

The same year Newton disappeared.

Stop.

Say more.

Hey.

Hey, what happened?

He could not remember,

her name.

It ripped him apart.

Corroded him.

Ate him alive.

Like an infection.

These are not,

my experiences.

They're his.

I cannot align it.

I... I...

I want it to stop.

Wha... What you're feeling...

It's us.

This is what we are.

- Humans.
- I...

Do not, have time...

For this.

Maybe you needed to
understand him so that...

Antheans, understand each other.

We do not...

Endure, each other.

We do.

We do.

The experiences of others,

even strangers, we can feel them.

How...

Do you...

Tolerate it?

We...

We tell ourselves stories,

to keep going.

Deceptions.

Sometimes.

Creations.

Imagination cuts both ways.

If you try to get away from it,

it's worse.

That tree,

deformed itself,

trying to survive.

Was Newton,

deformed by humans?

Why,

would he want me...

To become like that?

He wouldn't.

Something must have...

I have to finish,

the mission.

Hey.
Hey.

Hey.

Can you help me?

Yeah.

Where's your team?

They'll be back.

This is so messy, Hatch.

Amateurish.

That girl's a wreck.

Call her "that girl" to her face.

And Farady?

Faraday.

Skittish as a whippet.

You know, he's a genius.

He's like a once-in-a-lifetime meteor.

Do you remember when this was painted?

Of course.

The glassed-in porch.

I remember you read
that book that whole summer.

You practically slept with it.

Dad gave it to me.

Each animal had a job.

Cats were teachers,

dogs drove trucks.

I remember.

There were pigs.

Do you remember what they did?

No.

The pigs were butchers.

Ribs, bacon, beef.

The pigs would carve up other pigs,

and, sell them in pieces.

Even to other pigs.

You learn from a book like that.

I remember you wouldn't
look at the painter.

I was afraid he was going to eat me.

But it didn't turn out to be him,

it turned out to be you.

Why do you need to
feel like I hurt you?

It reminds me I'm not a pig.

I never called you that, Edie.

That was Dad.

What are you talking about?

We both know who he was.

But you gotta pretend like,

he was the saint,
and I was the villain.

I mean he was
like Dr. Frankenstein,

doing fucking Stanford
Prison Experiments,

on his own daughter.

I was an 11-year-old.

All we ever had is each other.

That's what makes
your betrayal so fucked.

Oh, look at yourself, Edie.

I mean, uh, are you even eating?

And he's been dead a bunch of years.

I mean, you worry he's gonna show up,

and measure your upper arms,
after a bath?

He was an ugly guy.

He was ugly with you.

He was doing ugly stuff at work,
with the patents.

You know, but you never
wanted to hear it.

Wait, this is about the patents?

- This whole thing?
- No.

Oh, my God.
To build this out,

you need the patents.

You've roped these people
into your obsession!

This is real. Okay?

And Faraday is the only one,

who can unlock Newton's tenth.

You need this.

Get rid of the professor.

We're not making the deal, Wyant.

We're never making it.
I don't care.

There's someone here to see you.

You need this.

I don't.

Wyant, what is this?

I think it best if he tells you.

And who is he?

Edie, this is Spencer Clay.

Wow.

These grounds...
It's just a perfect metaphor,

for the last gasps of the aristocracy,
huh?

Thank God for that.

Handle whatever this is.

I don't have time for it.

Miss Flood, he can't handle this,

and, you're not going anywhere.

Call Robert and have him
escorted off the property.

He doesn't speak to me like that.

I'm gonna speak to you any way I like.

Hey, I don't know how much your father

told you about his
business dealings...

He told me everything.
We were very close.

Oh, that is so nice.
So were we.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

And by we, I do mean
the Central Intelligence Agency.

No, that's...

Oh, so, not everything.

Okay.

Listen, I need everybody,
to be optimal.

So, it's important
that you both understand,

that we, installed your father.

Okay, I'm sure you've enjoyed
believing that OriGen is a...

Family company, but, no.

We took it.

From a fellow named Thomas Newton.

After we...

Took him apart...

There's no confirmation...

And then we installed your dad and...

He was, I guess you'd call it,

uh, a bag man.

Doorman.

He was a doorman.

Meticulously selected,

for his mediocrity,

to mind a company
that was of interest to us.

But you...

Edie, those ten patents

that you have just
leveraged to the hilt...

- No, you...
- Yeah, those patents have been

classified for years.
They're ours.

And because of our arrangement
with your dad,

well, now, so are you.

Hey.

Hey, I understand Mr. Faraday,

is here to make a deal.

Yeah.

Wyant?

Hmm?

You're closing it today.

Why?

What do you know about him?

I know he's, uh, well, brilliant.

Also, he needs something
that you have,

to build something I want.

And he's leading me to someone I want,

and I intend to help him
do both of those things.

Okay?
I have been,

charged,

with an almost sacred task.

Mr. Faraday has become,

my duty.

There's nothing in the way of that.

Am I clear?

Oh.

Let's talk about Justin Falls.

You need Newton's tenth patent,

and, Mr. Faraday is
the key to unlocking it.

Which Wyant has convinced me,

is beneficial for us both.

But 85% is off the table.

Oh, who's your friend?

One of our consultants,
Mr. Clay.

- From?
- Bayfield.

Scientific application
corporation, out of Weston.

We're a DOE prime contractor.

Bullshit.

We're a global company.

Once you guys come to terms,

we can just fast-track you
through regulations in 90 days.

Greeks bearing gifts.

What the fuck, Edie.

I'll agree to 50%.

- We need majority voting rights.
- No way.

You can have patent credit,
but only 5% royalties,

since we're taking the risk

and footing the bill for the labs.

50% of stock options,
with a one-year vesting period.

49% ownership, and six years
golden handcuffs.

We'll need a silver bullet clause.

- Fine.
- "Fine"?

Mr. Clay has contacts at the DOE.

He's provided clarity
on Miss Falls and...

The gaps.

And?

She killed a man.

Not "a man was killed."

She killed, a man.

Her father, Josiah Falls,
was present at the time.

The gentleman's name
was Daniel Holland.

He was 28 years old.

Holland was exposed,

to lethal doses of radiation,
under her watch,

during her experiments,
with fusion at Los Alamos.

You knew,

the DOE had a mandatory
evaluation period,

before you ran your tests,

but, you didn't wanna
wait for their approval.

You went in,

after hours,
even against your father's advice.

You were described, Miss Falls, as,

reckless, negligent, even a zealot,

which is not a word you find
often in official documents.

You were so singularly focused,

you didn't realize the safety
access system was off

and you ran your experiments anyway.

You pushed it,

and you cooked poor Mr. Holland.

No.

No, no! No!

You made a decision,

that cost a young man his life,

out of hubris, and,
incomprehensibly poor judgment.

That's in here, too, by the way.

I agree to the terms,

but I cannot put my money on her.

She's out, or I walk.

Is this true?

Yes.

He was...

Irradiated,

and the file,

was sealed.

Um...

Uh, those were
the term of settlement, the...

The DOE made with his family.

What kind of radiation killed him?

Uh, neutrons.

So you did, achieve fusion.

Yes.

- For how long?
- Uh...

Uh, ju...
Just over a second.

Beyond that would have been, um...

Impossible.

Miss Falls...

Stays.

Or I go.

What?

That doesn't speak highly of
your judgment, Mr. Faraday.

No, Miss Flood.

It does not speak very highly...

Of yours.

Uh...

Oh! So, uh,

you get me, him, and her.

Or, you get nothing.

And, we all lose.

Congratulations, all!

Hey.

I'm really looking forward
to getting to know you,

Mr. Faraday.

Who's that guy?

Welcome back to the world.

You old fucker.

I wanted it so bad.

That's why I kept pushing.

His hair fell out.

His teeth...

He vomited them up.

After he died, I...

I found out I was pregnant.

Daniel Holland,

is Molly's father.

Yeah.

You know, I didn't leave
my room during the pregnancy,

except to go to the doctor.

I thought if I did,

something bad would happen.

I'd be punished.

I had Molly at home in the tub.

Never left her side.

I didn't sleep.

I just, watched her,

for a year.

I was waiting.

I thought we'd both be punished.

But we weren't.

She's perfect.

But my dad,

is sometimes I think,
maybe he was instead.

She looks just like her father.

And she doesn't know anything.

I can't do anything for them
after what I've done.

Except try to save
the entire fucking world.

Maybe then, they'll be safe.

From me.

So, I'm grateful to you,

for not cutting me out.

If we are going to continue,

I need you to understand,

that your perspective is skewed.

The nature of progress,

is that it requires sacrifice.

You achieved, fusion.

That only one person died,
during one of the,

greatest evolutionary
steps on your timeline,

is what you would call, a miracle.

- Yeah.
- Somehow,

you see it, as a failure.

You succeeded.

Do you remember,

what I said, when we first met?

Your mission, is my mission.

Neither one of us,

can go forward...

Alone.

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