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You've been through quite an
ordeal. How are you feeling?

- I thought I died.
- Very close call.

But we got you out just
in the nick of time.

- Why?
- You've been fully exonerated of your crimes.

Your lawyer is thrilled.

Some social justice advocates

were working on behalf
of you and your husband.

Actually, it was a
bittersweet victory for them,

since it was your husband's confession

that ended up fully exonerating you.

So...

you heard what Cooper said?

What... What... What he did?

And he let us both
take the blame for it.

Luckily, surveillance security noticed

that two of the marshals went rogue.

They were interfering with
the results of the game,

calling themselves Bonnie
and Clyde of all things.

That's why you guys were listening.

The warden's behind all
of it. The corruption.

But there's no evidence
against him. Not yet, anyway.

- You sure?
- Believe me, I'm looking.

Because between us girls,

I've had as much as I can
take of his hateful shit.

So, are you saying that I'm free?

I don't have to go back to the island?

I know it's a lot to take in.

But you're over that now.

You're off death row.

Death row?

Dr. Wyss has asked that
no one go into that room,

not until after the prisoner's
evaluations are complete.

- I bet she did.
- I'm so sorry about this,

but she was very clear
about her request.

Whose prison is this?

- It's yours, sir.
- Move aside, son.

Thank you, Matthew.

We're calling the guards
by their first names now?

The prisoner's under watch
and may not be disturbed.

May I help you?

- I just came down to welcome her back.
- Is that right?

Y'all come in here, do
your little lab reports,

but before you got here, and
after you leave, this is my prison.

I have a hunch that you're a bit
more culpable than we realize yet

for what happened with the marshals.

"A hunch." Well, that's cute.

I'd be careful if I were you.

The last thing you need is evidence

that you're trying to
tamper with the witnesses.

Witnesses?

Don't bother Ms. Chase.

My prison, I make the rules.

Actually, this prison belongs
to a private prison conglomerate,

which is in it purely for profit,

and I'm pretty sure the HR
department would have you fired

for even the hint of scandal.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Those guys love me. I play golf
with those fuckers every Saturday.

And the Texas state constitution
makes the rules. All right?

You need to stick to therapy, Dr. Wyss.

Apologies, but this is man's work.

Hmm...

Speaking of therapy,
it could do wonders.

It's a shame to see how...

fragile your ego is.

You should have heard
her just cawing away,

spewing like a chicken
with its head cut off.

And Chase? They're acting
like she's their golden child.

She didn't win in that game.

She got pulled out!

There is no evidence,

not a shred that that fucking
game works to rehabilitate anyone.

It's a fucking waste of
money, is what it is. Tragic!

When that money could be spent
putting more cops on the street,

arresting more fuckers.

So far, that little pilot program
of theirs is a total failure,

and that ain't gonna change.

- Not on my watch.
- Yes, Warden, you're right.

Of course I'm right.

I was the youngest warden in this
fucking district for a reason.

How dare that schoolmarm
tell me what to do?

Like the boys at the
top are gonna listen

to a damn shrill word out of her mouth.

What's your poison?

I better not.

Wasn't a question.

If a lady's free to drink, then
I believe a lady should drink.

Whiskey for me.

Or any other kind of drink?

- Um, a... a ginger ale, if you got it.
- Nope.

Got to be something
stronger. Sorry about that.

Whiskey for you, too. Good.

Whatever you say, Warden.

Now, the problem we got is
that little military gal.

Probably shouldn't have
been so rough on her

when she was here last time.

But how the fuck could I
predict she was innocent?

- Didn't look innocent to me.
- Fuck it. They're all guilty of something.

Problem is, she got a mouth on her.

It's not good.

Just to make the stakes
crystal clear to you...

If I go down, you go down.

- Well, that's not very chivalrous.
- Chivalrous?

It ain't gonna be me
making the decision.

It's gonna be that bitch
Wyss from out of state.

I got to make sure I
can trust that Chase girl

to keep that big fucking
mouth of hers shut

about everything she
saw and experienced here.

And not just to keep her trap shut
today, but forever. Till she croaks.

Or...

Gonna be hard to get
her, to take her out.

Might as well try
bargaining with her first.

Well, fuck a dead
armadillo, that's the truth.

Why don't you down that medicine?

I'm in AA, Warden.

Well, that's no fucking fun.

Since when?

You need to come with us, please.

Where are we going?

- Are you taking me to the warden?
- No, ma'am.

This is just a protocol for
release. Sorry to frighten you.

Psych exam, then a physical exam,

and then in front of the jurors again.

- So, you're not taking me to the warden.
- Dr. Wyss's protocol.

Dr. Wyss's orders at this stage.

You're not technically
a prisoner anymore.

Ms. Chase!

Please sit.

Ms. Chase isn't...

I'm sorry, isn't my name Chase?

Your last name is Chase.

We call all of our prisoners in
the simulation by their last name.

It's easier that way.

What's my first name?

Gabriela.

- Gabriela...
- Uh, do you mind just calling me Chase?

- It's just... I'd feel more comfortable.
- Sure.

Now, as you may have been informed,

before you went into the
simulation, voluntarily,

you signed a bunch of papers
saying that we weren't liable

for any trauma that you
encountered while in there,

- but for our purposes...
- I went in there voluntarily?

Oh, yes. Yeah, you all did.

There's a long waiting
list of people who want to.

I'm sorry. The other psychiatrist
told me that I was on death row.

Were the others on the
island on death row?

Well, yes, that was a...
stipulation of the state

when we got our grant money.

Um, they only allowed us

to experiment on people
who had already been...

deemed irredeemable.

And "irredeemable" is just
the language that they use.

This is Texas, so sentencing
tends to be very harsh.

So if Cooper were to redeem himself,

- he'd be able to get out?
- Yes.

We don't know exactly what
redemption looks like yet,

as no one's gotten out,

but there are still several prisoners

still in play. Cooper's one of them.

- What about KC?
- Ah, yes.

KC.

What's her name?

Um, well, they call
her "killing children,"

which I think is incredibly
tasteless, but, um...

gallows humor, I suppose.

And, uh, Taylor is miraculously
still alive with the cannibal.

I'm sorry, with what?

Doesn't matter. Let's just...
Let's just focus on you.

Hold on. I'm sorry, it's just...

What Cooper told me,

it just... It doesn't
sound like something

that would get the death penalty.

We will tell you everything in a minute.

We just need to download your...
impressions of the simulation.

Look, do you want to know
how I feel about all this?

Mm-hmm.

I feel jerked around.

I feel like all you
guys have been saying

is that this simulation
is about redemption.

But while I was there,

I was sexually assaulted,

I got punched,

a guy got mauled by a shark.

I mean, people got shot,
impaled... I got impaled.

And it fucking hurt.

And it sounds like...

none of us have done anything

to make you think that
we deserve redemption.

Except me,

but I guess I was the
only one that was innocent

throughout this whole thing,
so was this just, like,

a sadistic experiment?

- I completely understand that feeling.
- I don't want your understanding.

I just want answers.

Understanding your feelings

and your emotions are the
only answers I can provide.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, I've just felt so disoriented

ever since I woke up on that island.

Many of us have wondered
about all of the questions

that you're asking right now. Is
it fair? Is it safe? Is it, um...

- kind?
- Kind?

Fuck no! It's not kind!

But can you honestly tell me that
you would've rather rotted in a jail?

It depends. Am I innocent, or
am I guilty in this scenario?

I am very sorry this happened.

At least in prison, I would've
been able to remember who I was.

I would've been able to have my dignity.

Do you have any idea what it's
like not to remember who you are?

- No.
- Years of your life just gone!

I mean, how many years has it
been since I've been arrested?

Can you tell me that?

Is it a year?

Two? Five?

They'll come back...

we hope.

Chase,

can you tell me the very
first thing that you remember

from inside the simulation?

Now, take a deep breath.

Mm-hmm.

And just follow my finger.

So far, so good.

You know, Ms. Chase,

I'm in awe of you.

No one on this planet has been
through what you've been through.

Not yet. You're the first.

- What is that?
- Oh...

That's just vitamins and fluids.

It's, uh... Well, your body's
been through an incredible trauma.

Yeah, see, the last
time that I was here,

I had a really bad experience, so...

Still, it's really a very good idea.

Especially because
it's not entirely over,

what you need to get through.

- I'm sorry, what is that supposed to mean?
- Uh, just, the...

The way that the body comes
out of the simulation...

takes some time.

I feel fine.

Yes. For now, you do.
And that's wonderful.

This is a saline IV.

That's all. It'll make
you feel even better.

I said I feel fine.

Well, you're not a prisoner anymore,

so you have to give consent. And
if you don't, I can't force you.

Good. Thank you.

- Are we done?
- Yeah.

You know, it's always helpful to
be in shape when you see the warden.

- I'm seeing the warden after this?
- Yeah, he, uh...

specifically asked to see you.

Well, I don't want to see him.

Well, you know, it's just a
part of the discharge process.

You know, he's kind of
like the mayor around here.

Thank you, boys.

Howdy, there.

Sorry for not saying hi earlier,

but my welcoming committee
was not so welcome,

according to Fräulein Wyss.

No problem.

Let's cut the bullshit.

I said some things in front of
you I probably shouldn't have said,

wouldn't have said,

if I ever thought I was
going to see you alive again.

I like getting stabbed in the front

more than getting stabbed in the back.

I may not have to stab you at all...

if you can follow some basic rules.

So, here you are.

You got to dot a few
I's, cross a few T's,

then you're gonna be
right back on the street,

doing whatever the hell it was you did

before you came to be
an inmate in my prison.

I don't remember what I did before.

Farming.

With that lying,
no-good husband of yours.

You ain't going back to that, so...

I don't know what you're going back to.

I thought my mother had money.

You sure you didn't kill her?

Money's gone.

Went to the hospital as a big fat
donation when you got incarcerated.

You're going out into the world.

You got nothing.

Nobody. Me?

I'm a powerful man.

The kind of clout I got in Texas,

I can make a man with a
well-placed phone call.

But if you've got me for an enemy,

I mean, a true enemy,

you ain't gonna be able to stay
outside more than a day or two.

I will have you apprehended
for wiping your own ass.

Terrible shame when people
get thrown right back in.

Know what happens then?

That last couple of people
who still had faith in you,

the distant aunt, or the...

neighbor with a taste for
drama, those people just...

fall away.

And then,

you got absolutely no one.

Nada.

Yeah, sounds pretty bad.

Sure does, doesn't it?

The other option is,

you got a friend at the top.

You got me.

Which not only means...

you ain't getting
apprehended for fuck all,

it means you're gonna get introductions,

you're gonna meet the governor.

Maybe I even let 'em make a
feel-good story out of you.

That's up to you?

Most people wouldn't
think twice about this.

They'd be on my dick harder
than a whore on rent day.

But you?

I know you like to think of
yourself as a girl with integrity.

Military hero and all
that. Like to save the day,

prove humanity is good after all.

"Pain in my ass," another word for that.

What exactly do you want me to do?

Your final exit interview
here is with the jury.

Same gang of nitwits
you met with before.

Bunch of nerds think they're smart.

Yeah, I remember them.

Don't tell them anything
unseemly about me.

Unseemly?

Cut the shit. You know what
I mean. I didn't threaten you,

I didn't get you beat up,

and I sure as fuck didn't tell you

I was trying to sabotage the experiment.

And because I know you,

and I know you're a
person of principles,

I'm also gonna appeal to you there.

What do you mean?

I was... trying to sabotage the program.

But you know why?

It's because I know those
fuckers on death row.

You're innocent, so
you're not one of 'em,

which explains why
you're a decent person.

Because the rest of those people...

Mason, the kid who shot up a mall,

Blair, the angel of death

who killed 25 grandmas...

You think we need to be
spending taxpayers' money

giving those people a second chance?

How 'bout a second chance
for someone who deserves it?

A kid who lost his father.

An army vet with a fucked-up face,

like your husband before
he turned into a shit.

I mean, hell, how about
the way Brody treated you?

Did that guy deserve a
second chance? Fuck no!

But these eggheads...

will sit here for hours

arguing that he did.

So, yes, I did...
sabotage the experiment.

I sabotaged the fuck out of it.

So all I gotta do is just cover
your ass in front of the jury?

All you gotta do is
not mention me at all.

Fine.

- But I got one more condition.
- What?

- Get my husband out of there.
- You kidding me?

He killed my mother and
got me thrown on death row.

I wanna tell him what I
think about that to his face.

That's my girl.

You sure you don't just wanna watch him

get mauled by a shark on the monitors?

Why? Is that what happened?

It could if you want it to.

No.

I just want to talk to him.

You got yourself a deal.

Lockdown in three, two, one...

Well, of course, you're both fired,

but you may also be under
criminal investigation.

Well, I've been told you've
been informed about that.

Yes.

You?

Yes, I can hear you.

If you're found guilty
of criminal charges,

you may be able to get off

if you can prove that you
was working for someone.

Yes, we understand.

Our sentences would get reduced
if we were working for someone?

Well, yes.

And... And if you gave up
someone powerful enough,

you could avoid going
to jail altogether.

Speaking candidly,

and without a recorder in this room,

we may be equipped to
compensate you in some small way

if your testimony leads to a true...

cleaning up of this department.

No, we weren't working for anybody.

We were just...

Our mistakes were our own.

That's disappointing.

Yeah. Sorry.

Must be a real bitch for you

when two lowly marshals, like
ourselves, start having original ideas.

Let the record show

that this is part one
of an exit analysis

of Ms. Gabriela Chase,

previously death row prisoner 1347996

of the state penitentiary
at Rockland Hills,

which is located
outside Hitchcock, Texas.

This meeting will be recorded and
become a matter of public record

as of 60 days from today.

Ms. Chase,

can you please tell us the first
thing you remember from the simulation?

KC pulled a knife on me,

and I disarmed her.

That's right.

That's the first choice
you made in there.

I mean, that's how we
think of it. Choices.

A bit like an interactive story tree,

where each choice determines
the next challenge...

until either you pass, or you die.

And we were all very impressed
with the first choice of yours.

Really?

Didn't seem that way from
the last time that I was here.

Kinda treated me like shit.

Normally, Gabriela, this meeting
would be about debriefing you

on your experiences,

but since most of them
have been surveilled,

and since we're in the unusual
situation of you being innocent,

we'd like to turn the tables on that.

Is there anything...

you'd like to ask us?

What do you mean?

Well, for instance...

... if I were you,

the first question I would ask is...

What on earth was a handgun doing

on an island meant to be
a rehabilitation simulation

for convicted, violent criminals?

What was that gun doing there?

I mean, when I found it, I thought
I solved the puzzle or something,

but it just created more problems.

Yes, it did. We apologize.

That was a mistake.

A mistake that...

no one on this jury is responsible
for, so rather than infighting...

It's not infighting

to want the person responsible for
manipulating the program to be named

and punished.

That handgun was put
there by the hacked code

that allowed Bonnie and Clyde to
traipse around the island undetected.

Great.

So, the gun wasn't even
supposed to be there.

Were you able to figure
out what 39 steps was?

Don't ask her that. She's innocent.

I always thought it
was an esoteric clue,

so I'm curious whether
the programming concept

of subliminally reminding them of
their real lives has any effect.

She's the only person I
could possibly ask, so...

do you mind?

Proceed.

Well, I knew that 39 steps were proof

that there was a design at work, but...

Ah-ha. So that's something.

Well, the number really
never meant anything to me.

Do you want to know what it was?

It's the number of steps...

from the end of the cell block...

to the electric chair.

Are you kidding?

Death row inmates were just great
people to run experiments on?

What? Was it the
free-range and all that?

It's pretty fucking sadistic.

No. No. No, no, no, no.

Our goal, throughout, has always been

to give prisoners an
opportunity to redeem themselves.

While getting eaten by a shark?

You know what, let me ask you something.

What is the plan for
the simulation later on?

You know, once you're out of
this pilot program that you're in?

- Once it's out on the open market?
- What are you implying?

No one puts this much
money into something

just to redeem death row prisoners.

- There has to be another goal.
- Exactly, my dear.

There is corruption behind
the scenes of this experiment.

We are academics,

we are not businesspeople.

We're not interested in profit.
We're interested in ideas.

Bullshit.

The girl is right. Everyone's
interested in profit.

Order! Order! Warden,

I understand that you're a very
colorful character around here,

- but please, for heaven's sake...
- The warden has a point.

With the profit, at least.

Why would Bonnie and Clyde ever
want to fuck with an experiment

just for fun?

It is indeed a travesty that...

this kind of corruption has
infiltrated the ranks of our marshals.

Or maybe someone's paying them.

You know, in the simulation,
I remember Cooper told me

that he overheard Bonnie and
Clyde talking once in the jungle.

And they said that they were
only allowed to kill people

who had killed someone else.

So, if they weren't working for someone,

who's telling them what they're
allowed and not allowed to do or say?

I see what you're saying, but, no,

it's a program.

It makes the rules.

Well, he told me they were
talking about a boss that they had.

Oh,

excuse me, y'all. I got to
take this. It's the governor.

Why don't we break
for about a half hour?

We'll resume once I've
calmed our governor down.

As you all know, she's very
upset about all this scandal.

Governor.

Sometimes when he says a half an hour,

it ends up being a little longer,

so she wanted to give
you the room just to rest.

Well, thank you. Yeah, I am tired.

She's putting in your paperwork
for processing a release.

You'll be freed by the end of today.

Thank you.

Lock tech metro,

please escort prisoner 239 to testing.

What do you want?

About your husband, that deal is off.

I remembered I don't make
deals with scum like you.

Just leave me alone. I'll
deal with that with Dr. Wyss.

Oh, y'all are getting real
close, huh? Couple of gal pals.

What is she doing?

So resistant, when it's
just for your own safety.

Silly girl.

- Get away from me, you sadistic fuck.
- Any last words, Chase?

- Help! Can anybody hear me?!
- I'm afraid these are soundproof rooms.

- Help me!
- Let's do this thing.

No, you can't kill me.

'Course I can.

They'll trace it back to you.
You'll never get away with this.

You'd be surprised what
I can get away with.

Do it. I'm tired of waiting.

Warden Wells, finally caught in the act.

Did I forget to tell you we have
this room under video surveillance?

Guards, arrest him.

My boys aren't gonna
arrest me, honey. Dream on.

Let's go, Warden.

- You gotta be kidding me.
- Her, too.

Seize that syringe and have its
contents analyzed immediately.

You believe these harpies?

These two lying bitches
wouldn't know the truth if...

- if... if...
- If what?

Go ahead, finish it.

I'm sure it's a great line.

This is bullshit. I didn't do anything.

I'm just the last person
in this whole fucking state

who believes criminals are criminals,
and they need to be punished!

I think you'll find we share some
common ground on that, Warden.

Oh, yeah. You think
she's a big hero now,

but you won't think so when
you know the whole thing!

Get off me!

What does that mean?

He's a prick.

That's what that means.

And of course, he told
me not to tell anyone.

But here I am.

And we did discover that the
substance in the syringe was lethal.

- So get Nurse Golding up here.
- We did.

- She said she was just following your orders.
- Ha!

You're being investigated
for the murders

that took place within the simulation.

And the attempted murder of Taylor
by placing a cannibal on the island.

There was never supposed
to be a cannibal!

Cannibal was fucking great!

Sounds to me like you're admitting
to all of this wrongdoing,

and also to misleading the justice
system of the great state of Texas.

I am the justice system of
the great state of Texas!

No, sir. You're a criminal.

Ah, you're riding my ass.
You sound like my ex-wife!

All you bitches sound like my ex-wife!

Gratefully, I've never
been married to you.

Oh, she didn't tell you yet, did she?

Good old Doc Wyss,

such a fucking self-righteous,
milquetoast bitch!

It's gonna be worse for
you the longer they wait.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Oh, I know you don't.

Don't get up.

I'll show myself out. Thank you.

Thank you. Bitches!

So, you can go ahead
and get changed in here.

Plus, you get $200
cash and a bus ticket.

If you can find a bus.

Thanks.

Dr. Wyss.

We're almost ready.

What was the warden talking about when
he said that I didn't know the truth?

What did he mean by that?

Will you just tell me?

Yes. It's time.

- Time for what?
- We've reached that stage

where it makes sense
to fully disconnect you.

Disconnect me?

Everything you see in
front of you is real.

Everything, except one thing.

Except for you.

I don't understand.

Turn around.

This won't hurt.

What's going on? Who is that?

It's you, my dear.

What?

You were in prison for 25 years
before you were on the island.

Twenty-five years?

Your memory hasn't come
back yet, but it will.

But my hands are still...

Not to me.

What are you saying?

Oh, my God.

- When you look at me, you see her?
- Yes.

It'll be like this for
about an hour in your mind,

reverberating back and forth

between what you actually
look like and the avatar.

What do you mean, "avatar"?

You go on to the island at the
age that you commit the crime.

It's...

It's just the way we
worked out the simulation.

Why have you waited so
long to tell me this?

Answer me!

I'm sorry, Gabriela.

I'd give anything to
give you those years back,

but I can't. No one can.

Cooper?

And my husband?

Is he the same age as me now?

Then why did I see
him in the pod younger?

Those were the avatars.

Stop saying that word!

- He was real. He was real to me.
- I know.

Where is he? I want to see my husband.

- Where is he?
- It's a tough pill to swallow.

I have to go back.

I'm afraid there's only one
direction you can go in now,

and that's out.

No.

No, I am tired of playing by these
rules that don't make any sense.

Where is he?

What building are you hiding him in?

Someone just can't do this to you!

He can't do that to me.

Let me talk to him. Please?

You know you can't. He's on the island.

I know it may not feel
like much consolation,

but try thinking about it this way.

This sacrifice of
these years of your life

helped us improve the simulation.

Some people spend 25
years achieving nothing.

Why are there palm trees?

Aren't we in Houston?

It's the water's edge now.

What do you mean?

The politicians were spending
too much energy pretending

the flooding wasn't happening
to implement the levees

before it was too late.

My daughter never even saw a Galveston.

The world has changed a lot.

Ms. Chase, I'm grateful to you,

and I'm not the only one.

So many more people are criminals now

since the water started taking the land,

that we have to have
a way to redeem people,

to help them find their
way back to society.

"Find your way back."

Forgiveness.

Redemption.

Otherwise, we have nothing.

You've been a part of that.

Where am I?

Where on earth am I?

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