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(ominous music)

(dramatic music)
(heart beating)

(Monroe breathing)

- How did I not see that?

(alien roars)

(ominous music)

(thunder rumbling)

(police siren wailing)

(dog barking)

(nails tapping)

- Hey, I'm not here to protect your drink.

While you were gone,

this guy drank it.

- Gimme another.

(Mikhail sighs)

- I'm sorry, mister,

I thought it was free drink.

- Nothing's free anymore.

- I will pay.

I have no money.
- Forget it.

- But I would like to buy you drink.

- I'll buy you one.

What are you having?

- Tequila.

- Can we get a shot of Titanium, please?

(bottles clanking)

(bottles clanking)

(both speaking a foreign language)

(glasses tapping)

- Thank you, mister, uh-
- Monroe.

- [Mikhail] Monroe.

(ominous music)
(Monroe breathing)

Would you like to see my friends?

- No time, gotta meet someone.

- I will make fast.

- How long you had those guys?

- This one is not guy.

This one is girl.

His girl.

Usually, Putin waits
until Gorbachev is eating.

And then when his back is turned,

he has his way with Ana.

Maybe you can see when you have more time.

Would you like to kiss Ana?

- No thanks.

- Make sure you take your
friends with you when you leave.

- Da, Yelena.

(Mikhail sighs)

(ominous music)

I like you, Mr. Monroe.

One more before you go.

- Think I need to take a leak.

Think I'll take it outside.

(ominous music)
(stairwell clanking)

(dramatic music)

Thought that you said bye to me.

(gun firing)
(Monroe grunting)

(stab thudding)

(train whistle blaring)

(train rumbling)

(mellow music)

(announcer peaking in Chinese)

(car alarm beeping)

- [Announcer] Next train
arriving at Midtown Station

in four minutes.

(monitor whirring)

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] 4-1-1-2, standby.

(Harrison sighs)

Good evening, Harry.

You have six priority messages
from Chief Inspector Carter.

(keypad beeping)

- Call Carter.

(phone beeping)

- [Carter] Harrison?
- [Harry] Yeah.

- [Carter] Where have you been?

- [Harry] Off the grid.

Call it a vacation.

- [Carter] Next time you go on vacation,

do me a favor and let me know.

- [Harry] Not my job to anymore.

Besides-
- [Carter] Monroe was hit.

- How bad?

(train whirring)
Carter?

- [Carter] He didn't make it.

Taft wants to meet.

- When?

- [Carter] I'll forward
you the location and time.

(tense music)

- [Taft] Monroe's data scan,

came back with traces of Dropa DNA.

- [Harry] So what brought it out?

- [Taft] Oh what the hell
are you asking me for?

I mean, survival instincts, I guess.

They're damn flesh pods, Harry.

Who the hell knows why
they do what they do?

- [Harry] You got a tracker on this Dropa?

- [Taft] (sighs) Not yet.

- [Harry] So what do you need from me?

- Well... (sighs)

Monroe had this on him.

It's a cell number, untraceable.

So, I want you to go back to the Dry Dock.

Bartender may know something.

Poke around, ask some questions, dig.

It's what you're good at.

That's your gift.

- So...

I'm your tracker?

I'm not even sure I
have that gift anymore.

- If that thing can find Monroe,

it can sure as hell find any one of us.

And you better pray it's working alone,

otherwise we are all
in for a world of hurt.

(Harrison sighs)

Now, there is one more thing.

I want you to go see Dr. Glenka
at the Leeland Institute.

- A psych test?
- Yeah.

Well, I gotta know if
my dog can still hunt.

You're no good to me otherwise.

(explosion booming)

- [Dr. Glenka] Let us move past the war.

(cells crunching)
(air whooshing)

(wind rustling)
(waves crashing)

We are going to need to
start the sequence again

if you don't focus.

Please, concentrate.

- [Harry] Give me a second.

(ominous music)

- [Dr. Glenka] Your childhood again?

- [Harry] Yeah.

- [Dr. Glenka] Was this a good day?

(birds chirping)
- [Harry] It was a day.

- [Dr. Glenka] How are you
feeling in that moment?

- [Harry] Safe, maybe.

(air whooshing)
Protected.

- [Dr. Glenka] Come on,
stay with the machine.

(clock ticking)

You were born into a military family, no?

- [Harry] You already know this.

(ominous music)

- [Dr. Glenka] Why are
you going back to her?

Focus.

(ominous screeching)
- [Harry] I'm tired of this.

- [Dr. Glenka] We are almost done.

- [Harry] We're done.
(light whooshing)

(Harrison sighs)

Well?

- Solid nerves.

- No rust?

- Not exactly.

Your motivation rate is lower

than in your previous tests.

- (sighs) Well,

it has been eight years
since my last test.

So what does that mean?

- Your mind kept wandering
and that bothers me.

- Uh-huh.

- Considering the nature of your visit,

it could be....

- What?

- Unhealthy.

Today is your birthday.

You haven't put in to leave?
- Nope.

- You're going to be over the age limit.

- Look, I could make an
infinite list of complaints

about living in this city,

on this planet too,

but I'd still much rather
be here than up there.

- Are you so sure about that?

(mellow music)

- Why didn't you go?

- My husband was too weak for the trip.

He's a virus survivor.

- But if you could?

- The Moon Colony, no.

My job is down here.

Mr. Harrison,

when this is done,

whatever it is,

my advice is for you to leave the city.

- I need employment profile verification

for bartenders at the Dry Dock Bar.

Employer ID registration,
1-9-8-6-4-3-bravo.

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] One owner, ten employees.

Three are bartenders,
no illegals reported.

- How many female bartenders?

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Two.
- Process.

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Based on
the crime scene report,

we are looking for Helen Adamov,

age 28, Soviet immigrant.

Address, 1-3-0-7 Baton Street.

Employed nine months and four days.

- I need her education
and employment history,

her cell records for the last 48 hours,

and RFID log.

Well?

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Interesting.
- What?

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Classified
clearance level A12 required.

No additional data available.

Attempting to access.

(upbeat music)
(indistinct chatter)

(upbeat music)

- Hold up, bro.

Yeah, you're good.

(crowd cheering)
(crowd whistling)

(bartender speaking in Russian)

- I'm looking for the bartender
who worked last night.

- Yelena?
- Helen Adamov.

(bartender speaking in Russian)

- [Harry] What?
(bottles clanking)

- Helen, Yelena.

(bartender speaking in Russian)

- Where is she?

- Is she in some kind of trouble?

In dressing room four.

(hangers clattering)

- I'd like to have a word with you.

- That's more than a word, genius.

- I'm looking for someone.

He knows a friend of mine.

- Go on.

- He was here last night.

Big Russian guy.

- Hmm, I know a lot of big Russian guys.

- Well, how many were here last night?

- None that I remember.

(door creaking)
(door closes)

(tense music)

I think it's time for you to go.

Unless you can think of
another reason to stick around.

Hmm, pretty.

Goodbye, mister-
- Harrison.

Your name's Helen Adamov.

Born to Russian immigrant
parents Yuri and Kira Kosov.

Both killed in a train
wreck outside Boston.

Your father's sister,
Dasha Adamov, raised you.

She was assistant

to the Minister of
Socialist American Affairs.

At age fifteen,

you were enrolled in the
Military Intelligence Academy,

and excelled academically.

Eight years later,

you were part of the Moon
Colony's Project Horizon Two.

Then, nine months ago,

you became a bartender in
a dive in the East Sector.

Should I keep going?

- If you know me the way you claim,

then you know it's best to leave me alone.

- October 7th, you left
the city for two weeks,

just disappeared.

There's no record of your transport pass

or RFID being scanned anywhere.

How is that possible?

(Yelena grunts)

You know what happened here last night,

so one more time,

where is this man?

(Yelena grunting)
I need to find him.

- Who are you?

- I'm the guy that's gonna
find the Dropa flesh bag

that killed my friend.

- (laughs) The Dropas are dead,

just like your friend.

- It's a simple question.

- (chuckles) Things aren't
always what they seem.

(kick thudding)
(Harrison grunting)

- [Harry] I need to find him.

- [Yelena] Who are you?

- [Harry] I'm the guy that's
gonna find the Dropa flesh bag

that killed my friend.

- [Yelena] (chuckles) The Dropas are dead,

just like your friend.

(Yelena grunting)

- [Harry] It's a simple question.

- (chuckles) Things aren't
always what they seem.

(kick thudding)
(Harrison grunting)

(glass shattering)

Did your research happen to mention

that I've had four years
of combat training?

- Eleven years of real combat.

I've killed for a lot less reason.

- This is bigger than us, Mr. Harrison.

(sighs) Your friend was
a part of The Legion.

And my guess is, you were too.

Murders stack up down here
and no one investigates,

unless it was someone that mattered.

How could any of you expect to
walk away from what you did?

- Their cocoons carried the virus spores

that nearly wiped us out.

The only thing that stopped them,

was The Legion.
- Mr. Harrison,

do you know what it's
like to lose everything,

your home, the people you love?

- I don't care about your moral cause.

Where is it?

- I don't know.

- This is not a negotiation.

If you can't help me,
I have other options.

You don't.

- He has a room at the Grand
Hotel in the Lower Quarter.

- I know the place.

- Room 832, name's Mikhail.

No last name, just Mikhail.

- Why did you go there?

- He asked me to contact Mr.
Monroe to leave him a message.

- What message?

- A note with a number.

I left it at his apartment.

- [Harry] What did the note say?

- There's a traitor in The Legion.

- A traitor?

More!
- That's it I swear.

(Yelena scoffs)

My father fought for the Dropa's
rights when they came here.

Then The Party killed him for it.

My mother too.

He would tell me that
people were so afraid

that the world was going to end

that they were actually
hoping that it would.

You know, it's easier to
give up, to live in fear.

That's what those in
control want you to feel,

powerless, insignificant.

But the Dropas came here
and they made us realize

that there's more out
there in the universe.

They gave us hope.

What do you believe in?

- If the hotel doesn't
check out I'm coming back.

And trust me, you don't
want me to come back.

- (scoffs) You won't be back.

Mikhail just may find you
first if he hasn't already.

- [Harrison] That would
make my job easier.

- Was it easy before?

(tense music)

(footsteps tapping)

(indistinct shouting)

(police siren beeping)

(police speaking in Russian)

(tense music)

(indistinct chatter)

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Welcome home, Harry.

Daily status, one missed VidFon call,

eleven unread email transmissions.

Fusion energy bill, 19 days past due.

- [Harrison] Enough already, C.O.N.T.A.G.

Can I just have a few minutes?

Alone?

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Harry, I
have something else to say.

- What?

- Happy Birthday.

(subdued music)

(Harrison chuckles)

♪ If I said I needed your love ♪

♪ Well, I've not said enough ♪

♪ Not said enough ♪

♪ If I said I needed your love ♪

- Happy Birthday, baby.

♪ Well, I've not said enough ♪

♪ Not said enough ♪

♪ I went crazy for a while ♪
- Make a wish.

♪ Called you crazy for a while ♪

♪ Said some things I never meant ♪

♪ Would take them back ♪

♪ If I knew it would
lead to you and I again ♪

- [Harry] I make it every day.

♪ If I said I needed your ♪

(record player crackling)

(tense music)
(helicopters whirring)

(indistinct chatter)

(dramatic music)
- Estimated time of death?

- Sometime between 10 and 12.

- [Carter] DNA sweep?

- Clean.
- [Carter] Clean?

- Nothing, only established samples.

We're scanning the staff and patrons again

to make sure we didn't overlook anything.

- This is professional.

- [Coroner] Does this
remind you of something?

(tense music)

- Inspector Carter.

(police radio chatter)

(dramatic music)

(Harrison sighs)

(ominous music)

(Kate breathing)

(dramatic music)

(alien roar)

(Harrison panting)

(tense music)

- You wanna tell me what
happened last night?

The woman you questioned
last night is dead.

(Harrison sighs)

Her eye sockets were crushed in.

I've seen a few Dropas you
finished off look the same way.

- She was breathing when I left.

- Can you explain this?

(Harrison sighs)

Well?

- She must have removed it
when I was questioning her.

- And?

- She was trying to
manipulate the situation.

She was very, persuasive.

- I've got eyewitnesses
that put you at the Dry Dock

at the same time as the murder.

- What are you implying?
- Implying?

Nothing, except that I
just covered your ass.

Taft can't end up with a trail of bodies,

leading back to this Dropa.

- Yeah, that wouldn't
look good, now would it?

- We're on our own out here.

It's about survival now, ours!

We let these Dropas walk away.

Now they're back to finish us.

- Can you blame 'em?

- I've done some pretty
bad things, Harrison,

things that I can't take back.

- You did them to protect the cause,

like all of us.

- That's The Party's line.

We did it because we had no other choice.

You do what you're ordered to do

and don't ask questions.

- You chose the lesser of two evils.

Just learn to live with it.

I did.

- You're no saint in all of this.

- I know.

(Harrison sighs)

(traffic honking)

(bus rumbling)

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Warning,

two rounds of plasma ammunition loaded.

Restricted use due to potential
thermal burns to civilians.

(trolley whirring)

(door bell buzzing)

(Jin speaking in Mandarin)

- Coming, I'm coming.

(door thudding)

What do you want?

- [Harrison] (grunting)
Come on, Jin, play nice.

- I'll play nice up your fucking asshole!

You wrecked my place pretty bad last time.

- It was a long time ago.

- Come on, get out!

(tense music)

What gives you the right to barge in huh?

Just like that?

Geez.

You have no respect for
other people's property!

- You're my eyes down here, Jin.

(Jin scoffs)

You always have been.

The Legion needs your help.

- The Legion no more. (laughing)

Those days are gone.

Uh, I don't owe Legion
for nothing, no more.

- Well, consider it a favor then.

- No, your kind of favor,

bad news, bad news.

- I'm looking for the tenant in room 832.

- Don't know nothing.

What number?

- [Harrison] 832.

- Hm, nobody lives there.

(Jin coughing)

(Jin breathing)

- Catch your breath.

I just need a minute of your time.

- No, no minute for you.

(tense music)

- Make time.

(Jin breathing)

(Jin laughing)

- Ah, now I remember.

A big man, a big man, name Mikhail.

(Jin breathing)

What do you want with him?

- It's personal.

Gimme the key.

- (scoffs) Personal?

Everything's personal with you,

means big trouble.
- The key, Jin!

- Are you gonna bust
up my place again, huh?

Listen, he's a good tenant, model tenant.

Always pays the rent.

- Your model tenant is a Dropa.

- What?

- And I'm taking him out of
here with or without the key.

You understand?

(door squeaking)

(tense music)

(traffic rumbling)

(door creaking)

(water dripping)

(tense music)

(box clattering)
(ominous music)

(hand thudding)

(cockroach whirring)

(traffic rumbling)

(dramatic music)
(Harrison grunts)

- I believe you have something
that does not belong to you.

- Come and get it.

(gun firing)

(suspenseful music)

(horn honking)

(gun firing)

(Harrison panting)

(Hummer rumbling)

(serene music)
(waves crashing)

(train rumbling)

(Harrison groaning)

- You know a little known fact,

can become a well known fact.

And part of our job, Harry,

is to make sure that don't happen.

Now, how in the hell are we gonna do that

if you start trying to blow away Dropas

in front of a damn audience
in the Lower Quarter?

Well?

(Harrison panting)

- Got something for ya.

Found that in the Russian's
room at the Grand Hotel.

- Now, why in the hell are you showing me

half a damn cockroach?

This is cybernetic.

That's pretty advanced
technology for a Dropa.

Kinda like them bug bots we
used to use back in the day.

- Yeah, I thought it might
be a surveillance tool

or a weapon but it's not.

Took me a moment to figure it out.

- [Taft] Figure what out?

- It's a decoy, an elaborate decoy,

but decoy nonetheless.

- I'm not following this.

- The Dropas have a
different magnetic makeup

than anything else on this planet.

The magnetic field around them,

throws the compass cells in roaches crazy.

- All right, all right,
professor, please, plain English.

- They spin around, get lost.

350 million years of
navigating gone haywire.

Monroe knew this.

He tracked with bugs.

- Okay, so why cybernetic?

- Somehow this Dropa figured this out.

He knew Monroe's methods.

He found a way to throw
him off long enough

to let his guard down.

- So, this Dropa is hunting us?

- Monroe anyway.

And maybe all of us.

There's one other thing.

(Harrison clears throat)
(Harrison sniffles)

The Adamov girl,

said something odd to me last night.

She said the Russian had
a message for Monroe.

- Yeah?

- Said there was a
traitor among The Legion.

Any idea what it's talking about?

- Look, why don't you go home,

get some rest,

take some aspirin.

Hell, take a whole lotta aspirin.

This Dropa knows we're onto it.

(tense music)

(train whistle blaring)

(siren blaring)

(Harrison grunts)

- [Madison] Give up that easily?

You've become soft in your retirement.

(Madison landing)

- What are you doing here?

It's been five years, Madison.

- I came back because someone
killed a member of our team.

Judging by the looks
of you, I'm glad I did.

What happened?

- Retribution.

(ominous music)

(Mikhail groaning)

(Mikhail laughing)

(Mikhail panting)

(shirt ripping)

(Mikhail groaning)
(tense music)

(metal clinking)

(bullet clinking)

(torch whirring)

(flesh sizzling)

(Mikhail grunts)

(Mikhail panting)

(shower running)

(tense music)

(Harrison sighs)

- You look terrible.

(Harrison sighs)

- I thought you might have left.

- [Madison] Someone's
gotta keep an eye on you.

- (scoffs) I'm fine.

- [Madison] What's the next move?

(Harrison sighs)

- Heading out to the
country in the morning.

- [Madison] What's out there?

- (sighs) Hopefully answers.

(Harrison sniffles)

Wanna come along?

You could stay the night.

No strings.

- There never were with you.

- So tell me what you've been
up to the last five years.

- I'm gonna go.
- Look, I...

I just wanna talk.

I could really use that right now.

- You better dry off first.

(birds chirping)

- Eva?

(Mikhail sighs)

I wonder where she could be?

Oh, I must have spent too
long at the shipyards.

My beautiful little
girl must have grown up

and moved away.

What am I going to do?

(Mikhail grunts)

(Mikhail chuckles)

If only she had come to say goodbye.

(Eva giggling)

I miss her so much.

Oh! (laughs)

(Mikhail kisses)

You are hiding the whole time.

I knew it. (laughs)

(Harrison sighing)

- So, what happened?

- (sighs) Well,

after The Party disbanded The Legion,

what else was there?

You know we were nothing more
than an embarrassing secret

that just needed to go away.

(Madison chuckles)

Taft, Carter, Monroe stayed.

I was out, moving on and you were a wreck.

Guess if I was living in
your skin at the same time

I'd be the same way.
(Harrison sighs)

Arthur took off to the colony.

It was his time and he wanted
to leave everything behind.

- So what happened to Jackson out there?

- I guess she just
couldn't handle it anymore.

I don't know.

She was on cleanup with me.

It was either us or them
with the Dropa Resistance.

(explosion whooshing)

We understood that but the families,

that was different.

A few months later,

Monroe brought in Jackson

to head up the final sweep
of the containment camps.

The Party wanted it finished,

fast and clean.

They poisoned the Dropa water
supply with a DDT derivative.

(somber music)

It only killed the children.

(somber music)

(Mikhail screaming)
(alien roaring)

(fist thudding)

Two months later, I...

I found her dead in a
motel room outside of Waco,

gun still in her mouth.

- Jackson may have been the only one of us

with a conscience.

- Yeah.

And look where that got her.

(Harrison sighs)

Still not over her?

Out of all of us,

you had the most reason to
hate 'em after what she did.

- That's enough.

- She betrayed you.
- I said that's enough.

(Madison scoffs)
Kate's in the past.

- Do you really wanna
know what I've been doing

for the past five years?

Trying to find reasons to stay away.

I never lost faith in you, Harry.

- Faith is for the weak.

(tense music)

- [Mikhail] Thank you, mister-
- [Monroe] Monroe.

- [Mikhail] Monroe.

(birds chirping)
(mellow music)

(military snare drumming)

- [Kate] Come back to me.
(Harrison gasps)

(Harrison groaning)

(seagulls squawking)

- [Taft] Over seven million
hits on the CityCam network.

I thought you said it was cleared.

- We cut the feed as quick as we could.

I told you not to get Harrison involved.

He's dangerous.

- There's no one better for this job.

- Maybe, but he changed
since the accident.

I'm not sure where his
loyalties lie anymore.

- [Taft] Listen, Harry moves fast.

He'll find this Dropa.

- [Carter] He's unpredictable.

(engine revving)

(solemn music)

(waves crashing)

- You're not alone.

Death is not the end.

Death is just another road,

the road in life.

And your soul is the guide.

This is not over, Monroe.

(engine rumbling)

(insects buzzing)

(Harrison knocks)

(door creaking)

- Arthur?

(truck rumbling)

(pot boiling)

(truck rumbling)

(lid clanking)

(Harrison sighs)

(door thudding)

(spoons clattering)

(tense music)
- Want some?

(lid clanking)

(Arthur slurping)

(traffic rumbling)

(indistinct chatter)

(tense music)

- What made you come back?

- It's quieter here, less
distractions, you know.

- I don't know about that, Arthur.

You wanted outta here pretty bad

after your time in The Legion.

- That's what I thought, too.

But it's worse up there.

You know they're considering
complete isolationism.

No, the Colony's no place
for someone like me.

- Seems kinda isolated here.

- It's simpler.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- So, I take it this isn't a social visit.

- No.
- [Arthur] Good.

Let's keep it that way.

Business then?

- Dropa hunt.

(tense music)

(footsteps tapping)

- [Arthur] Who dragged you into this?

- [Harrison] Taft.

- [Arthur] You just can't
say no to that sumbitch.

- [Harrison] It could've
been any of us in that bar,

couple of nights ago.

- But it wasn't.

- [Harrison] Yeah, maybe so,
but that doesn't change things.

- Your loyalty's gonna
put you in a body bag.

(Harrison sighs)

- This Dropa is not like the others.

They're usually runners not killers.

- We knew this was gonna come back on us.

We should've finished 'em
off when we had the chance.

- [Harrison] There were other
options for dealing with them

but The Party chose the easiest way out.

- [Arthur] There's a lot
you still don't know.

- Maybe it's time you told me.

- Let's go out back.

(tense music)

(Taft sighs)

- Why did it come after you?

(Taft sighs)

(Taft scoffs)

We really did it, didn't we Monroe?

We took it all back from
those greedy bastards.

Everybody thought we were heroes then.

(tense music)

(chair clattering)

(Arthur sighs)

- Back in 2004,

we found a stone disc
washed ashore near Rockport

along with several cocoons.

The discs told the story of
the Dropas in hieroglyphics.

And then there was this one.

You see any pattern in all that?

- Not really.

- There are recognizable forms.

- Recognizable?
- Symbolic.

Very stylized.

This first one, the oval, is a cocoon.

And this?

- I suppose it's...

First phase Dropa metamorphosis?

- Yes.

And next a human form.

And then this.

- What's that?

- It's what your hunting.
(tense music)

(tense music)

(tentacles retracting)

(keyboard clacking)

- Who else knew?

- Other than the need-to-know
personnel in The Party,

only Taft, Carter, and me.

I suspect Monroe would've
found out sometime later.

It was tight-lipped.

You have no idea

how much worldwide hysteria
it would've caused.

Even more than the virus.

- What do you mean even
more than the virus?

- It was all a cover, Harry.

The virus was spread
through the atmosphere

in small, controlled amounts,

in geographically specific locations.

The same pattern as the Dropa migration.

The virus was nothing more

than a mutated strain of
a viral hemorrhagic fever.

There was nothing alien about it.

We manufactured the bug to
create just enough fear to-

- Just enough fear?

I knew people who died from that virus.

- We all did.

Calculated risk, unfortunately.

If one of those things got out-

- It would've killed over 20
million people like the virus?

That's controllable, measurable?

Who decides who lives and who dies?

- The Dropas were a potential threat.

We just had to disguise the reason why

and use it to create unity,

unity in The Party.

- We committed genocide.
- No.

Genocide is for humans.

I preferred...

Extinction.

It was them or us.

Now, I don't know about you,

but I prefer to be on the
us side of the equation.

- I was referring to humans.

- We're just pawns.

It's always been that way.

You've been around long
enough to know that.

- It's time things changed.

(punch thudding)
(Arthur grunting)

(Taft grunting)
(tense music)

(gun clattering)

(Taft breathing)

- It's not so easy when
the prey fights back,

is it, old man?

(punches thudding)

- How's that for easy?

(Harrison panting)

- What are you doing?

- Why did you come back?

(punches thudding)

(Harrison grunting)

Or maybe you didn't.

(wall crashing)

(gun firing)

(both fighting)

(Taft panting)

(tentacles extending)

(ominous music)

(tentacle thudding)

(machine clacking)
(machine beeping)

- Wakey, wakey.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, yes.

- Well, this is embarrassing.

- Where's Arthur?

- It's still me, Harry.

It's just a synth body, an android.

We're bio-linked.

I wasn't safe down there.

I'm better off in the Colony,

least for the time being.

I hope you understand.

- I don't know what to believe.

(chair clattering)

- You still don't realize what
we were dealing with here.

The longer it's out there,

the less chance you'll be able to stop it.

- How am I supposed to kill something

that constantly evolves?

- Taft picked you for a reason.

You understand the Dropas.

- If that's an off-handed
reference to Kate

then leave her out of this.

- Oh, I didn't mean it like that.

No one blames you.

She fooled all of us.

I've never seen a Dropa

with such complete
human genetic synthesis.

Kate was unique.

She had a great ass too.

(gun clanking)

- [Harry] Don't mention her again.

- A little levity is needed
here, don't you think?

Helps us keep a level head.

Besides, this thing is
much bigger than you or me.

- The girl I questioned about Monroe,

said the exact same thing.

- [Arthur] Sure she did.

- [Harrison] What are you telling me?

- Yelena Adamov.

The Party had me work an
angle on her for six months.

She didn't know what her
real role was anyway.

She just kept on fighting the good fight.

- She was a part of all this?

- Wakey, wakey.
(Harrison grumbles)

- And you set up Monroe!

- [Arthur] A miscalculation.

- Miscalculation?
- The Dropa was the target.

Just didn't go as planned.

Didn't know what we were dealing
with until it was too late.

Shame too.

I always liked Monroe.

- Yeah, I can tell you're
all broken up about it.

- More than you know.

It took us six months
to set this thing up.

You have no idea how to
make things so covert.

We had to keep quiet.

Even Taft was kept in the
dark about most of it.

- And you played both of us.

- [Arthur] I had no
intention of bringing you in.

That was Taft.

- And Yelena?

- I had to uh...

Quiet her.

- If the Dropas presented
this much of a threat,

why didn't we just finish them off?

- If it were up to me,

I would've finished what we started.

But, the females didn't pose a threat.

It was the two bull males.

We needed their genetic codes.

Stepwise Evolution.

That's what the scientists
back East called it.

- Stepwise Evolution?
- [Arthur] Well, something

about adding additional Dropa amino acids

to the human genetic code.

- Jesus.

- Dropas have incredible
regenerative qualities.

- [Harrison] Where is the other male?

- [Arthur] Tagged.
(Harrison scoffs)

He's dormant.
- Dormant?

Was this one dormant?
- Yes.

Until he figured out how
to remove his tracer.

But the other male is not a threat.

- Yet.

- Harry.

What do you remember after the accident?

What about all those months you spent

at the clinic with Kate?

(tense music)

(chair clattering)

(gun clicking)
- Leave Kate out of this.

(gun firing)

(mouse clicking)
(tense music)

[Harrison] What's that?

- [Arthur] It's what you're hunting.

(rain pattering)

(mellow music)

- I wish Mommy was still with us.

- Oh, my solnyshko.

We will be fine.

And I will never let
anything happen to you.

(Mikhail grunting)
(dramatic music)

(Mikhail panting)

- [Carter] Where have you been?

- [Harrison] Working a lead.

- Taft's dead.

This thing knows how to find us.

The coroner's report from Monroe's attack

found small traces of liquid dysprosium.

- Dysprosium?

- It's an element that was
used in fusion reactors,

prior to balthorium.

Outdated now and rarely used.

The data scan found one regional
location where it's stored.

It's a warehouse in the ship channel.

I'm gonna check it out.

- [Harrison] I'll go with you.

- [Carter] I'm on it.

- Just wait until I get there.

- [Carter] No time for that.

- You don't know what you're dealing with.

This could get ugly real fast.

- [Carter] I know what I'm
dealing with, Harrison.

The question is, do you?

(Harrison sighs)

(engine revving)

(tense music)

- [Madison] Oh.

(Harrison panting)

- You okay?

- What's wrong?

(Harrison sighs)

- Taft's dead.

I was worried.

C.O.N.T.A.G. tried to locate you on RFID.

- I know how to handle myself.

I removed the sensor years ago Harry.

- It's not safe here.

You need to get outta the city.

I have to find Carter.

She has a lead on this Dropa.

- I'm gonna go with you.
- Not this time.

Things are different.
- No!

You don't need to do this.

Okay, just walk away.

Let Carter deal with it.

- Taft brought me into this for a reason.

- You have no loyalty to him.

- He's the reason I'm still breathing.

- You're alive because you didn't give up.

- Not giving up didn't save me.

Between Taft and Kate,

I owe them.

- You owe them nothing.

You gave everything to The Legion

and Taft repaid you by what,

putting you back out there?

And Kate?

Really?
(Harrison sighs)

You need to understand who
really cares about you.

Open your eyes.

(Madison breathing)
(Harrison sighs)

What are you so afraid of?

- Nothing.

(somber music)

(Harrison sighing)

(door closes)

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] Harry, she's gone.

(tense music)

(gun clicking)

- C.O.N.T.A.G.,

give me a report on warehouses
in the ship channel,

reference dysprosium.

- [C.O.N.T.A.G.] One warehouse
matching export records

for dysprosium.

Location in Fallout Zone 12.

Potential for rad absorption levels,

200 to 300 units.

(tense music)

(air hissing)

(alien roars)

(tense music)

(electricity crackling)

(tense music)

(air hissing)

(Mikhail thudding)
(Harrison grunting)

(gun firing)

(both grunting)
(gun firing)

(both fighting)

(Mikhail grunts)
(Harrison groans)

- What kind of man are you?

(gun clicking)

- The killing kind.

(gun firing)

(both fighting)

(solemn music)

- Come back to me.

(Kate growling)

(Harrison gasping)

(Harrison grunting)

- [Mikhail] What scares you?

Perhaps, not knowing who you are.

- You don't know me.

(Mikhail laughs)

- You were trained for war.

Mankind's gift to the universe.

And you're fighting for what?

Nothing.

But you,

you might be different now.

- Different?

- Yes.

I am different.

Would you like to see?

(tentacles extending)

(Mikhail groaning)
(ominous music)

(Mikhail breathing)

Now, do you see?

The Legion has taken everything from me.

And now all that is left is this hate.

Just like a human.

- You're not human.

- (chuckles) No.

I am so much more.

Have you ever lost someone?

Then you know what it's like.

- [Harrison] What? Pain?

- No. (chuckles)

Pain is easy to control,

to hide.

Revenge, that is not so easy.

You are here to kill me
to avenge their deaths.

But part of you does not want to do it.

Why?

Perhaps it is because I am more like you

and you are more like...

(gun firing)

(tense music)

[Mikhail] That's it, little man.

Become that which you hunt.

- That's it.

Keep coming.

Come on.

(tense music)

- You cannot run away from who you are.

- Who's running?

(gun firing)

(body thudding)

(Harrison panting)

(somber music)

(ominous music)

(Harrison falling)
(Harrison yelping)

(Harrison struggling)
(tense music)

(Harrison groaning)

(Madison grunting)
(both panting)

- Told you someone's
gonna keep an eye on you.

(both grunting)

(calm music)

(transport ship rumbling)

- [Arthur] What do you
remember after the accident?

What about all those months you spent

at the clinic with Kate?

- [Dr. Glenka] When this is done,

whatever it is,

my advice is for you to leave the city.

- [Yelena] There's a
traitor in The Legion.

- [Mikhail] What scares you?

Perhaps, not knowing who you are.

(Harrison exhales)

- [Madison] Open your eyes.
(tense music)

(tense music)