All language subtitles for Alphas S01E10 The Unusual Suspects

I couldn't understand.

They just kept saying the same
thing over and over again.

Tell me about the shooter.

He was brainwashed.

You did murder
a federal prisoner.

I couldn't control that.

The best place for you now
is with us.

I've always been better off
on my own.

So this is how we deal
with Alphas?

When things go wrong,
we assassinate?

It's not what I signed up for.

Red Flag must have used her

to encode
some of their transmissions.

You work for Red Flag.

No, Gary, they work for me.

Are you really my friend?

Of course I'm your friend.

Gary, I know you like Anna.

But remember,
I'm your friend too.

Yeah, I know.

But you're not one of us.

Great report.

If you like fiction.

Well, I'm sure
Agent Nathan Cley

will be more than happy
to fill in the blanks.

I'm sure he will too
considering

he's already raising hell
over at the DOD.

You think I'm gonna
let this slide....

Then you've really
misjudged me too.

A man with your abilities
could make a lot of money,

if he went into business
for himself.

It's never gonna happen.

I don't care what Cley says.

This was a bad idea.

Yes, we do seem to be learning
by trial and error, hmm.

Mostly error.

Things aren't going to get
easier, are they?

You're late.

You're not
with the committee.

No. I'm not.

You're one of them,
aren't you?

Some mistakes never go away.

[Groaning]

Some do.

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♪ Don't say no ♪

♪ for an answer ♪

♪ and there's no telling ♪

♪ where we've been ♪

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♪ 'cause people
don't understand ♪

♪ understand,
understand ♪

♪ people don't understand ♪

♪ Alphas 1x10 ♪
The Unusual Suspects
Original Air Date on September 19, 2011

But I'm not supposed to go
to work today.

- I took vacation time.
- I know.

But I need your help
with something in the office.

It's the New York Auto Show
at the Javitz Center,

and it takes four days
to see everything.

Four, that's why
I took off today.

Gary, don't dawdle,
come on.

I've already seen
all the English, French,

German, and Italian cars.

I'm working my way east.

And today's Asia,
'cause there's a system.

I know how much it means
to you to see the car show,

but I promise
you won't miss that much.

Yeah, 'cause tomorrow's
America.

You know Americans
still make a lot of cars.

Like that one.
What are they doing here?

I don't know.

Get down, get down, get down!

[Gunshots]

[Sighs]

Damn it.

Agent Harken.

Hey, tactical.

Have we got a case?

Nah, you don't.

But we do.

Bag him.

- [Yells]
- Hey!

Alphas.

[Laughs, snorts]

I've never seen it.

Come on, everybody's seen
Casablanca.

It's the greatest love, bar,
spy, tuxedo movie ever made.

I figured you for more of
Field of Dreams type of guy.

Nope, never seen it.

I refuse to believe
Mr. Baseball

hasn't seen Field of Dreams.

Mm-mm,
I won't go see any movie

that I know
is gonna make me cry.

If one sneaks up on me,
that's fine.

A little while back, I took
Tyler to see that movie, uh, Up.

Totally sideswiped me.

[Laughs]

But I'm not doing that
to myself on purpose.

I thought Casablanca
had a sad ending.

Oh, no.

Bogie was much better
off with Claude Rains.

[Rachel screams]

Rachel!

Rachel!

[Gunshots]

Run!

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

[Groans]

[Electronic buzzing
and blips]

[Electronic buzzing
and blips]

What the--

[gasping]
Dr. Rosen!

[Muffled]
Dr. Rosen! Help!

[Groans]

I demand to know
what's going on.

[Over speaker]
You're not in a position

to make any demands, Lee.

The cells you're in
are soundproof.

[Electronic buzzing
and blips]

Signal proof.
Escape proof.

Alpha proof.

Nathan?

What have you done?

You're in Binghamton,

along with
the rest of your team.

And you're going to be here

until I find out which one
of you is the traitor.

[key pad beeps]
Come on.

Let's go.

This way.

Dr. Rosen!

Keep walking.

What are you doing?

Nathan, have you
lost your mind?

When Sullivan
hears about this--

This was Sullivan's call.

She ordered you to tranquilize
us like animals?

That was my call.

I don't want anyone else
getting dead

on account of your team.

Nathan, you still
haven't told us

what we're accused of.

Harold Freeman,
Mitchell Stentz, Karl Baxter.

Sound familiar?

Yes, of course.

Scientists who work
for MK Ultra.

The Cold War Alphas program,
they were all part of it.

What about them?

They were your predecessors
in a way.

Recently deceased.

Nathan, don't be coy
with me.

Just tell me what's happening.

Each of them were killed
late yesterday

by a quick-moving necrosis
that spread

through their veins
in a matter of seconds.

No toxins detected,
no puncture marks, so...

I can tell you none
of my team has this ability.

No, the ability belongs to an
assassin who works for Red Flag.

But you do have access
to the MK Ultra files.

The unredacted ones.

The ones with real names,
addresses.

Well, I don't know
what that proves.

They've been in my possession
for years.

Except each of these
received

a call from your office
only hours before they died.

Encoded with the original MK
Ultra signs and countersigns.

Your phones.

Codes you and yours had almost
exclusive access to.

Someone in your group
identified these old men

and set them up to die.

Nathan, if anyone's
being set up, it's us.

There are any number of ways
these could have been faked.

Phone taps, hackers,
not to mention Alpha abilities.

Occam's razor.

The simplest explanation
is usually the right one.

All the evidence
points back to you

or someone from your team.

Red Flag tried to kill me,
Nathan, and my team.

You think one of us
is suddenly a sympathizer?

Sympathizer...

Double Agent, mole,
financial opportunist...

They all mean traitor.

Nathan, I know my team--

better than you,
better than anyone--

and I trust them completely.

I'm reading evasion.

Pain and contempt.

He doesn't like you.

What you just said,
that wasn't the truth.

Look, I'm not working
for Red Flag.

I'm not helping Red Flag.

I don't know these gray hairs.

And I sure as hell don't have
any reason to want them dead.

Seriously, come on,
who kills an 80-year-old man?

What's the point?
Just wait a few months.

He's being honest.

I think.

I mean, it's not 100%.
I told you that.

Red Flag
had you kill before.

It wasn't me.
It was mind control.

So you admit to being
susceptible to mind control.

Well, you want me
to say that

maybe I'm working
for Red Flag and I don't know.

Well...
Considering the things

I've seen
in the last few months,

can't rule it out.

I feel that while significant
strides have been made

in expanding
the use of her ability,

she still lacks
the emotional maturity

required to realize
her full potential.

That's just rude.

Dark glasses in a meeting.

I could sit behind you.

Or blindfold you
if you'd rather go that route.

Scared of making eye contact

with the evil
mind-bending Alpha?

Have it your way.

Got to wonder.
Full potential.

What do you think Dr. Rosen
meant by that?

I don't know,
maybe that I, uh...

I could go a week or two
without pushing someone.

Actually pay rent on my loft.

Drive a car I didn't borrow.

So you admit to being
a thief and a con artist?

I've been working
for the D.O.D. for years.

Haven't had any problems
with my lifestyle until now.

Disillusionment
doesn't happen overnight.

Those roots take time to grow,

and when they do,
small buds appear.

You think we don't know what
happened with Skylar Adams?

Helping Skylar
was the right thing to do.

No remorse.

None.

So basically,
you just go around

doing whatever the hell
you want.

Damn the consequences.

I told you.
Anna is my friend.

And there's no rule against
talking to your friends.

It's sign that I'm improving
my social interactions.

Your friend
is a Red Flag terrorist.

Yeah, I know that.
But we don't talk about work.

You're hiding your signals.

I know you are,
'cause I can feel them,

but I--I can't reach them.

So you never said
anything to Anna

about the MK Ultra program?

No, that would be work.

When you interrogate people,

it's very important
to pay attention

to what they say.

So what do you talk about?

It's private.

That means that
it's none of your business.

That woman hurt people,
Mr. Bell.

She's dangerous.

No, that's not true.

Anna has never hurt anyone.

Yeah, she hurt me one time,

but then she apologized.

And she says that Red Flag

doesn't want
to hurt people either.

It's just sometimes they have to
to protect other Alphas.

That's people like me.

You're a signal bully.
That sucks.

Anyway, you hurt people too.

You hurt me
with some sleeping bullets.

And I didn't want
to go to sleep.

I just woke up.

[Over earpiece]
I can't read him.

His expressions, inflections--
they're all over the place.

Now you and I both know
I'm not Red Flag.

How many different ways
you want me to tell you this?

Hey, I know
you're not the mole.

Oh, now you I can read.

That was a lie.

Look, we had to bring you in
along with everyone else.

Otherwise they would have been
suspicious.

Well, you shot me,
what--18 times?

You did a really good job
selling that.

You and I are more alike
than what you want to admit.

Guys saddled with jobs
they don't particularly want.

Working with people
we can't completely trust.

You can't actually
sit there and tell me

none of your coworkers
fits the profile

of someone who might go over
to the other side.

You know what,
if they didn't before,

you are sure driving them
in that direction.

That's a very qualified
answer, Agent Harken.

We're on the verge of making
a massive move

against Red Flag.

And your team has a mole

that could jeopardize
the entire initiative.

Are you telling me you don't
want to identify that person?

You're a trained
investigator.

You've got to suspect someone.

Who's tops on your list?

Mr. Hicks?
Ms. Theroux?

Okay, yeah.

People in the office say
bad things about the government.

But Nina
doesn't mean anything by it.

Not that
I'm singling out Nina.

We all say bad things
about the government.

That's not what I meant
either.

Ms. Pirzad.
Relax.

I am relaxed.

It's just...we all worry that,
one day,

men in black will swoop in

and, well,
we'll end up here.

We're afraid of this.

Of today.

Ask her if she
has a boyfriend yet.

Isn't she a little young
for you?

Excuse me?

Never mind.

[Heartbeat pulses]

There's someone
behind the glass.

I wouldn't worry
about that.

Who's there?
I know someone's there.

I can hear your heartbeat.

Hi, Rachel.
It's Eric.

Long time.

Eric Letrobe?
I know him.

We brought him here
two years ago.

Eric, what are you doing?

I'm reading
your micro-expressions.

So far, so good.

Cley said if I help out,
he'll get me out of this dump.

So maybe once I get out,
you and I can catch a movie.

Eric, can you please tell Cley
that I'm telling the truth?

Or maybe go to a show.

Les Miz, or The Producers.
'Cause I know a guy.

Eric, I don't even think those
shows are running anymore.

If the two are you
are done,

I'm trying to conduct
an investigation.

More like a witch hunt.

It's not a witch hunt
if one of you is guilty.

And one of you is.

Unless you're wrong.

And then you're turning
friends into enemies.

Is that a threat?

What do you want me
to tell you?

I--I know who the mole is?

I don't.

You want me
to pick someone at random?

Hicks.

He's handsome.
Too handsome.

Time to change the plan.

Hey, Gary.

- You okay?
- No.

So what's next, huh?
What are they gonna do?

What does Cley want?

Hey, Rachel, just try
to calm down.

I am calm,
okay, Bill?

You don't seem that calm.

Why are you letting him
do this to us?

I'm not letting him
do this, Nina.

This is--this is Cley's game.

- Game?
- Yes.

Well, he's obviously

interviewed
all of us individually

and hasn't found a suspect.

So he's brought us all
here together.

Anyone could have accessed
our computers.

The invisible girl...

No, I checked.

No one but us has ever read
those MK Ultra files.

So we're his only suspects.

Everybody relax.

None of us works for Red Flag.

Cley says that--
that I'm the informant

because I talk to Anna.

- What, you still talk to Anna?
- Yeah.

But I don't
tell her anything.

Gary, what do you
talk to Anna about?

Well, I don't talk
about work.

Gary, you shouldn't be
doing that.

No, I just told her about
my new jacket,

that it sucked.
You guys, listen.

Cley has a plan,
all right?

His initial interrogation didn't
work, so he put us together

like this for one reason,
and that's so we can find out

amongst ourselves
who the traitor is.

- There is no traitor.
- Well...

Obviously they think there is.

And what if we don't?

If you don't,
I'll have no choice.

I'll send every one of you
to building seven.

He can't do that.

Do I even want to know?

Building seven, it's...

Where they send
the worst of the worst.

And once an Alpha goes in...

They never come out.

We'll get out of this,
okay?

What do you think
they do in building seven?

Seriously, Nina,
when I dream about it,

I'm on some sort of
a metal table.

And there are these shadowy
figures with sharp objects,

but I can't see them.

Even with my ability,
I can't see them.

Rachel, are you gonna sit here
and talk about your damn dreams?

We need to be figuring out

how the hell we're gonna
get out of here.

- Bill, not helping.
- Yeah...

Pissing and moaning's
really helping.

Harken, you're amped up.
Just chill out.

I'm in Binghamton, okay?

And my wife doesn't
know where I am.

I've no idea when we're
going to get out of here.

So it's a little more
than just being amped up.

Okay, you know what, Bill?
You need to please calm down.

You Dr. Rosen now?

We all need to calm down.

Bill doesn't like
being in jail.

He likes putting people
in jail.

It's two different things.

All right, Bill,
you're a cop, so--

I am a Special Agent.
There's a difference.

All right.

Now what I want to know is,
does this actually work?

You put your suspects in a room
and you see who breaks.

It works all the time.

You put the suspects
in a room just like this.

You make them sweat,
and then you watch them wait.

- Wait for what?
- You wait to see who's calm.

It's usually the calm guy
that's guilty.

Oh, you gotta be
kidding me.

Well, Bill is never calm.

He can't be calm.
It's biologically impossible.

- And Rachel's always nervous.
- Hey.

And I'm agitated and have
a bad attitude.

So we're innocent.

The three of us are innocent.
Let's go.

Bill, come on.
You can drive me home.

Gary...

No, come on.
I'm opening the door.

Gary, they're not just going
to let us out, okay.

And plus it's more than just
seeing who sweats.

Cley's got Eric Letrobe
with him.

One of your ex-patients, Doc?

No, not exactly.

An Alpha we found.
He reads faces.

He uses his ability to con
people and win at poker games.

Perfect...

Hey, Eric!

How's life treating you
in here, huh?

Nice and comfy?

The food's crap.

I've had it before.
It's not that bad.

Look me in the eye
and say that.

- Oh! Ah!
- You all right?

Ah, I just...
Eh, it's my back.

That dam cot is just--

Okay, you know what, we need
to get him out of here now.

Yes, I think we--we all
need to get out of here.

Okay.

[Groans]

Oh, this is not all right.

All right, we need
a doctor in here now.

She's worried,
and the pain is real.

Wonderful.

[Moans]

Ah, my back is out.

I need
a spasmolytic methocarbamol.

Okay, his muscles
are in spasm.

Let's get him down to medical.

Can I get a gurney, please.

Put the rest of them
in their cells.

Let's go.

Yeah, I'm going.

Hey, don't touch me!

No one's supposed
to touch me.

Hey, tell them to be careful
with Dr. Rosen, okay.

He's in pain.
Just keep moving.

You're making
a serious mistake.

Hey!

Eyes front.

[Number pad beeping]

Come on, pal.
This is no time to act stupid.

Got all the time
in the world.

[Buzzing]

That's the best you can do?

Get in.
Get in!

Unh!

[Beeping]

They're all the same.

Aah!

Go to sleep.

Let's go!

[Electrical buzzing]

Lock it down now.

[Alarms blaring]

I hear someone.

Okay, they're coming
from the hall.

- Ah!
- Let's go.

Thank you, doctor.

I'll get the medication
on the way out.

The pain was real, but I guess
he was exaggerating a bit.

Really.

[Grunts]

Aah!

Come on, come on,
come on.

Come on.

We gotta hurry up,
because they're inside, coming.

[Gun cocking]

Say the word.
Who do I drop?

Say the word.

They're all within range.
I just need a target.

Stand down.

You're letting them go?

Six assets, one traitor.

I'm not a wasteful man.

We'll adjust.

The FBI busted
a smuggling ring out of here.

Some Somali gun runners.

This place has been vacant
ever since.

Yes, well, are you certain

no one will think
to look for us here?

Wasn't my case, so I shouldn't
be tracked to this.

Hicks, I need you to secure
the rest of these exits.

I'm on it.

Gary, what do you see?

There's wireless
cameras far away.

There's some trucks' CBS,
radio--there's Wi-Fi.

There's satellite TV.

All right.
Doors are chained shut.

Now what, Bill?

I'm not heading back
to Binghamton.

We need to keep moving
or split up.

Give ourselves a chance
to get away.

Get away to where?

Can't go home, can't go back
to the offices.

Ah!

Nobody's going anywhere
until we figure out

who this traitor is.

We don't even know
there is one.

Hicks, there are
three people dead,

and they were lured
to their death

by calls from our office.

So unless it's the UPS guy,

it's gotta be somebody
in this room.

No, it couldn't be
the UPS guy.

The MK Ultra files
are on the cloud server.

You have to have a password
to get on there.

Did you guys look at
those poor old men?

It was horrible.

I wouldn't too many tears.
Did you read those files?

Human experimentation,
forced drug trials.

They didn't exactly treat their
patients with kid gloves.

Then you're admitting that you
had access to these files.

Yeah, Bill, I read the files.

They're on the server.
I read everything on there.

Yeah, I read them too, Bill.

I feel so left out.

I basically use it
to check box scores.

You want us to believe
that you're the only one

that didn't have access
to these files?

Sorry to disappoint.

But you know, I can tell you
the era and the whip

for the entire Giants
pitching staff.

Fear the beard.

I don't know what that means,
Hicks, come on.

Okay, so what now?

We interrogate each other?

Oh, Nina, you can push
everybody.

- Rachel--
- No, that would work.

'Cause you couldn't push me.

And, Nina, you can't push
yourself, can you?

That wouldn't make sense.

No, it doesn't make
any sense.

Bill's in overdrive.
He can probably ignore you.

And I've spent eight years

learning how to avoid
your influence, so...

[Groans]

Are you still
hurting, Dr. Rosen?

Nothing that a swim
and a hot bath

and a good night's sleep
won't cure.

I know how to find
the traitor.

- What?
- How?

Get me a phone,
then I'll call Anna.

You're gonna ask the head of
Red Flag who the informant is.

Yeah, I'll ask Anna.

This Anna thing, we're really
gonna need to talk about.

Gary, you can't talk
to Anna.

Hey, guys, guys,
I got this, okay?

I've interrogated hundreds of
suspects in the past, okay.

It's very simple.

You just go through the last
few days, you make a timeline.

Good old-fashioned
police work, all right.

Now I don't need any mind
control to do it.

Nobody needs mind control
or anything like that

as I know
who the traitor is.

Yeah?

You found them?

Scranton.

All right, send
the coordinates to my phone.

I say you could touch
the station?

That is some
misplaced hostility.

Doc, come on.

Are you gonna tell us,
or are you gonna make us guess?

I'm trying to decide
how to handle this.

It's not easy.

I care about all of you.

And to be honest,
I'm deeply disappointed.

Well, it wasn't me.

I didn't do it, so it must be
someone else here.

Gary doesn't lie.

We all know Gary
doesn't lie.

No, I do lie.

I've been practicing.
It's a social skill.

Like the other day
when I said I was

going to have a pudding pop.

I was lying, 'cause I don't
like pudding pops.

That was a lie.
I do like pudding pops.

Gary...

I just knew
we didn't have any.

Well, I'm hoping
that the traitor

will, for lack
of a better word, confess.

- Cley's almost here.
- What?

- He's on the phone.
- How?

There's a spy satellite
tracking us.

Gary, you just telling us
this now?

Yeah, I just found out right
now, Bill.

He's on his way.

- All right, Doc.
- 20 minutes away.

Okay, we should run.
Steal another car.

Seriously, I can't go back to
Binghamton, Dr. Rosen.

I can't do it.

Running away would be
pointless, obviously.

So, if the person, whoever
is responsible for this,

would step forward, I'll know
that they are redeemable.

And I will do everything
that I can to protect them.

If not, I have
no other choice

but to turn them over
to Cley myself.

And we, uh,
have 20 minutes.

No, we have
less than 20 minutes.

[Tires squealing]]

Yep, this is
the car they stole.

Satellite lost track

when they moved into
the industrial park.

Well, there have to be 40
or 50 warehouses around here.

- Anything?
- Noise.

Between the train depot and
the factories down the street,

there's too much clatter.

They're cornered.

Eventually they always
end up cornered.

We'll go warehouse
to warehouse.

Hunt them down, flesh them out,
take them down.

Start all over
again with Eric.

Sooner or later,
one of them will crack.

All right,
I'll wait here.

You come and get me
if you find them.

- Nope.
- Man, where's the trust?

You can tell what people are
thinking, who do you trust?

Let's go.

Okay, whoever did this,
just come forward and confess.

I promise
we will forgive you.

Doc says he already
knows who it is.

So why don't you can
the theatrics.

Hey, what is that
supposed to mean?

It means stop babbling!

Cameron, just dial it down
a bit, okay?

You're looking
pretty jumpy there, Hicks.

Says a guy who's sweatin'
through his shirt?

Yeah, I sweat, okay?
I sweat when I'm amped up, okay?

You're amped up.

Maybe crush a crate.
Maybe that'll help you.

Yeah, how about
I crush you?

Guys, guys,
I can hear headsets.

They're searching for us.

They're going
to be here very soon.

Hey, is there a bathroom
around here?

Hey, it's my downside.

When I get nervous
I have to pee.

No, your downside is you're
a distrustful, depressed

miserable human being.

Oh, yeah.
That.

You know
what people don't realize?

That ignorance of what other
people are thinking

is one of the keys
to human happiness.

Lets you have friends, lovers.

Lets you keep a job.

You know, they told me this
office thing was a fast-track

to a cushy position in D.C.

House in the burbs,
good schools for my kids.

Still livin'
in upstate New York.

I feel your pain, brother.

Somehow that didn't make me
feel any better.

Come on, let's get this done.

So, people, time's up.

Okay, so who is it?

He doesn't know.

You're bluffing, right?

Look,
for all we know, it's Cley.

Or someone above his head.

Someone is setting us up
to take the fall.

It can't be Cley.

He doesn't have access
to our passwords--

he doesn't have access
that we know of.

He doesn't have access,
Hicks.

She's right.
It's not Cley.

- I'm sorry, Cameron.
- What?

I know about the cash deposits
to your secret accounts.

Gary told me.

Hicks.

The deposits are cash,

but they email statements.

And its different amounts.

- There's $3,120, $1,960.
- No, listen to me.

You don't understand.
Different times of the month.

It's for my kid.

Cameron.

No.

Seem pretty nervous there,
Hicks.

Yeah, you're damn right
I am.

I should have never let you
on this team in the first place.

Should have sent him to
Binghamton a long time ago.

I knew it.
I knew it was you.

- Bill, don't!
- No, no, no!

[Both grunting]

[Overlapping shouts]

That's enough!
Just let him go, please.

Unh!

Are you okay?

Bill!

I didn't do it.

- Bill!
- Aah!

No, no, no, no!

Bill!

Bill!

Stop fighting!

Hicks, stop!

Unh!

- Get on the ground!
- Get down!

Hands up!
Down on the ground.

It's Hicks.

I need to get Gary
out of here.

- Get him on the ground!
- It's not him!

Back up! Back up!

It's not Hicks, okay,
it's not him.

Dr. Rosen, they were
fighting each other.

I know.
Come on, Gary.

Friends aren't
supposed to fight.

Hey, Doc, remember me?

Not now.

- Down on the ground now.
- Okay, stop, everybody.

It's Rosen.
He's the mole.

What are you talking about.
Rosen just said it was Hicks.

That man is an imposter.

His blood type is wrong.
That's not Dr. Rosen.

[Car accelerating]

Oh, God, he's got Gary.

[Toilet flushes]

[Cell phone beeps]

About time.

You know what they call it
when you die in your sleep?

Millionaire's death.

Creighton wanted you alive
to take the fall.

Looks like that's changed.

I love to improvise.

[Squishing sound]

Uh!

Oh...

Dr. Rosen, we should go back
and help our friends.

Gary, I've told you
we are helping them.

And the best way to do that is
to erase the MK Ultra files

from the cloud server--

But you said the MK Ultra
files are important.

They are.

And you're the only one
who can do that.

Yeah, well if they're
important, why delete them?

It doesn't make--

Oh, that's gross.

Dr. Rosen,
don't do that in there.

- Are you sick?
- No, I'm fine.

No, you're not fine.

Vomit is the body's way of
telling us we're not fine.

Do you ever shut up?
Come on, Gary.

But that won't grow anymore
now, Dr. Rosen.

It's delicate.
It's a philodendron.

Come on.
Come on, Gary.

Gary...

Yeah, it got warm.

[Keyboard clicking]

How long
is this going to take?

To erase every file
all at once?

It'll take a while.

'Cause the connection's slow.

And the IP address,
it keeps changing.

That's why I'm the only one
who can delete them all,

because I'm the admin.

Don't do that
in the plant.

Go and do that
in the bathroom.

Don't worry about me.
Just concentrate on your work.

Gary?

Step away from that man.

He's not me.

No. No.
No.

You're not Dr. Rosen.

Your hair is too short.

I know, Gary.

He must have cut it.

Why I don't know.

To measure my skull,
to match the color of my hair.

It's not important, Gary.

What's important is
that this man...

This man's an Alpha.

Don't listen to him.

That's the only
possible explanation

for how he looks like me.

No, no, he...

His face is moving.

Yeah, you're not Dr. Rosen.

That's his Alpha ability.

He can change his face.

Yes, you're right, Gary.

And his entire
bone structure.

And even the color
of his skin, his vocal cords.

I imagine it must be
incredibly painful

holding another shape
like this.

It's no picnic being you,
that's for sure.

All hunched up, pretending
to be so damned understanding.

Well, why don't you
let it go?

I'll kill him,
you little brat!

No, no, no, you won't
because you need me to delete

those MK Ultra files.

But I won't.

I'm not going to help you
because you helped Red Flag

kill those three
MK Ultra people.

Three of them!

You killed Freeman,
Baxter and and Stentz?

Yeah, they're dead.
I saw the pictures.

They were
the last three remaining

staff members of the program.

While you make me out
to be a traitor,

you wipe out MK Ultra...

Why?

What's in those files?

What is it you don't want
me to see?

- Stop!
- No, no, no, no!

- Dr. Rosen...
- Gary!

- Dr. Rosen's got a gun.
- Where is he?

I don't know what he's going
to do, but he's the mole.

He's down there.

I don't know what he's going
to try and do,

but he's the mole.
Gary, just slow down.

Anna told me.
We should leave.

That's not Gary!

Oh! Ah!

[Chuckling]

[In British accent]
Oh, God.

I'm so damned tired.

Look, I'm not the traitor here,
all right?

You all are.

You've sided against
your own kind.

And now you're nothing
but government thugs.

Was that necessary?

No, but you know what,
it feels really good.

Where is Gary?

I'm here.

It's the real me.
That's the fake me.

He was fake Rosen before, but
the real Dr. Rosen is here now.

His leg hurts,
and he has bad hair.

So the Alpha
who tried to kill me?

Gone by the time
we got there.

But your theory
seems sound.

Kill the MK Ultra players,
erase the data,

leave you holding the bag.

Yeah, well whatever
Red Flag was looking for

in those MK Ultra files,

or whatever
they were trying to bury,

must have been
pretty important.

Important enough
for that morphogene

to risk his life for it.

True believer.

Had him shipped straight
to building seven.

Eric, why exactly
are you here?

His idea.

Eric's getting out of
Binghamton soon.

I thought you two could work
together from time to time.

Oh, really.

Call it work release.

Hey, he meant that.

That was sincere.

It's like...we bonded.

Don't push it.

Hey, Doc,
I'm--I'm your man.

Even part time, freelance.

Well, I'll keep it
in mind, Eric.

More honesty.

That is...
It's so refreshing.

All right.
I'll be in the car.

Don't try to run.

Why would I run?

I got a job offer waiting.

You know, Nathan,
I was a little dismayed

at the way
you treated my team.

Tranqing them like
they were rabid dogs.

Throwing them into cages.

You set a very dangerous
precedent doing that.

Lee, you had a mole.

A Red Flag Agent
inside your team.

If I hadn't acted quickly
and decisively,

you would have been dead
or framed.

Or both.

And I'm supposed to
thank you for that?

You could.

Or you could worry
about how Red Flag

is gonna come at you next.

Because they will.

Rachel.
I'll call you.

Well, I thought
he was pretty cute.

Really?

Yeah, those bank deposits
were cash.

That's the beauty
of card shows.

Look, I'm the guy who pitched
two perfect games in a row.

Yeah,
in the minor leagues.

It doesn't matter.
Never been done before.

Hasn't been done since.
Makes me collectible.

I'm a statistical freak.

No, that makes you
the greatest flameout

in the history of...
Minor league sports.

Regardless, I get
20 bucks an autograph.

I do five or seven
shows a year.

My shame is Tyler's
college fund.

At least you two
are talking again.

Ah, we're one big happy family.

Yeah, and still waiting
on my apology.

Dr. Rosen still owns me
two more vacation days.

And, uh, there's
a motor show in Detroit.

We should go.

It could be
a roadtrip, and then

while we're there you could
pick out a new car.

Gary, what's wrong with my car?

Your driving
an accountant's car.

So, you know what,
that's not funny.

You know what,
why don't you get

your little girlfriend
Anna to take you?

Hey, be nice.

What? I'm being nice.

She's just my friend.

Look, I say one snarky thing
and you guys are all on my ass.

But Gary can say
whatever the...

Bill? Bill?

Bill?

Dr. Rosen?
Dr. Rosen!

Bill.

Dr. Rosen!

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