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Why don't they make trains
like this anymore?

Our generation's not allowed
to have nice things.

Time for another.

Never thought I'd say this,
but these make me miss the heroin.

- God, I miss...
- ...this.

Me, too.

Life on beta blockers...
is no life at all.

What?

- We're not alone.
- From last night?

Aye, from last night.

Though what drove me
to such recklessness, I can't say.

- I'm Riley and this is Will.
- Oh, nice try.

But you can just call me...
the Old Man of Hoy.

What's his name?

He doesn't trust us.

Of course I don't trust you.

I barely escaped with my frontal lobes
from your wee disco.

So did we.

It seems like you took your blockers
at the same time we took ours.

Aye, maybe it's true that you got out

like me by the hair
on your chinny-chin.

Or maybe, just maybe,
you were supposed to get out.

He thinks the concert was a BPO trap.

I've seen more than my fair share
of snares.

You do not remain free

for 30 years by being
the trusting kind.

Now, whether I'm right
or wrong about you,

I suspect we'll be seeing
each other again soon enough.

He's gone.

I have to go.

I know.

I prepared this.

Food, some clothes, money.

I do not know how to thank you.

Nothing I have done in my life exceeds

the honor to have been your teacher.

Sometimes, I find her
staring at the gate.

I know she's waiting for you.

I promise I will come back.

We will be here.

- I'm starving, but...
- But what?

You were out all day,
you slept on the couch...

Are you mad at me?

No.

Or me?

I've been mad at many
things these days.

Mostly myself.

No, it's my fault. It's...
I push too much.

- I get too excited about things.
- No, no, no. No, this is on me.

I shouldn't have made an issue
out of the letter.

No one needs to apologize.
Please, Dani, sit.

Thank God!
It smells so freaking good!

I did it again, didn't I?

We love how excited you get.

We do.

Family, I have something
very important to say.

This is my mother's special omelet.

She would cook this for my father
whenever he was missing Spain.

You both know me well enough to know
that when I am upset,

I cannot listen to anyone or anything.

Oh, yeah.

But last night, I heard a voice...

and that voice was speaking to me
as clear as a bell.

What did it say?

It said, "Pack your bags, family.

Because we're going to São Paulo!"

Yes!

- You.
- What do you mean?

Hello.

- Hello.
- I'm... looking for some courage.

I heard I had a visitor at the office
the other day.

- I shouldn't have come.
- No. The guys you met are assholes.

They're sons of the rich
who play at journalism

because it makes for
a good chat-up line.

Believe me,
your left thumb has more value

- than the three of them all together.
- Thanks.

They told me that when you were
at college... you...

Yes, I loved a woman.

It's true. I've also loved men.

I fall in love with the person,
not their genitals.

Which may sound weird to you.

No.

Not at all.

Look, I'm not someone who usually
talks like a greeting card, but...

lately, I've come to see
that luck is something

that reminds you
how beautiful the world can be.

Which is the part
where I may need some courage.

I've not felt so lucky since I met you.

What are you doing?

Trying to be brave.

I've never dated anyone
who owned so many books.

I've never dated anyone
who drove a matatu.

We do live in different worlds.

Not tonight we don't.

When I'm with you...

all the rules...

and the logic of everyday life...

things that were so important to me...

all go away.

And all I feel...

is how fast my heart beats...

whenever I'm with you.

Are you sure?

Not too bad for a machine, huh?

What?

You just push a button and... this?

This is a miracle.

Good morning.

Thank you.

I love our coffee.

It's one of the few things
Kenya does really well.

In England, I missed it.

Yes, but they have really good tea.

You've been to England?

I've seen many movies.

- You hungry?
- Yes.

Good morning, my love.

I have to get to work.

Last night was a dream come true.

See you later.

So they came to my house, they talked
to me about it, and they left.

Wait, you're telling me the DRP
actually came to your door

- and asked you to run on their ticket?
- Yeah.

Crazy, right?

And you haven't met with them again?

I'm sorry, I thought
you would find the story funny.

I've interviewed Koman Nyagah. He's

a serious and very intelligent man.

Why wouldn't you meet with him?

Zakia, I'm a matatu driver.

Which is exactly why you should run

and why people would vote for you.

I was at the protest.
I saw the look on their faces.

They trusted you, Capheus.

It's ridiculous.

I pay a fraction of what it costs you
or everyone who lives in Kibera

for running water or electricity.

We say there's nothing as
expensive as being poor.

Why? Because our government,
like every other government,

doesn't care about poor people
or places like Kibera.

But you do.

- Zakia, I'm...
- At the very least,

you can agree to meet with them.

Hear them out.

Lito!

- That's a big welcome.
- Hello.

Lito Rodriguez!

- Hello.
- Hello.

Oh, my God. How are you?

Hello.

- Thank you!
- My God! I'm one of your biggest fans!

- Thank you very much.
- Oh, where... Oh, yes.

- I love you so much!
- Thank you.

There is a schedule of events
in your packet.

Okay.

The parade kicks off
after your address.

My address?

Only if you want. It
is for you to decide.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Lito!
- Lito Rodriguez!

- Hello.
- Hello.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

- Can you take a selfie?
- Yes.

- Thank you!
- It's our pleasure.

Hey, Van Damn.

Hey, your son is here.

Hey, I saw you on YouTube.

You are amazing, just amazing.

But be careful, Van Damn,
people are noticing.

Well, uh...

Hello, Mom.

Hello, son.

Hmm... I see the dinner I prepared
for you is still there.

It would appear neither of us
spent the night at home, again.

- Should I be worried?
- No.

Should I?

I'm surprised.

You don't think your mother
can turn a head anymore?

- My mother is as beautiful as ever.
- Then why?

Kenyan men... we both know
they're not very open-minded.

That's true.

So... a little surprising.

Not as much as you think.

Did you ever wonder why Silas had such

easy access to the drugs that I needed?

We both have the virus.

And what's more, he told me
that very soon, they may have a cure.

Now why are you crying?

Because I sometimes forget that...

life's not just full of surprises.

It's also full of gifts.

Yes.

Oh, man.

What?

It's amazing.

Whole underground world
of abandoned places

people use like their hotel rooms.

It's more like camping.

The same rules, you try to leave
it better than how you found it.

If I had a good show, I'd always try

and leave a little gift somewhere.

- Like what?
- Mm...

Money. Drugs. Music.

Where did you get those?

Train station.

Thought we could use them
to cover the windows.

Confuse anyone dropping in.

Have I mentioned
how in love with you I am?

It really isn't the same, is it?

Well... it's not bad.

It could be the way that older couples

who've been together a
long time feel like

when they kiss.

Yeah, I like the idea of a
long life spent kissing you.

Mm-hm.

Eh... this is some
stomach-churning domesticity.

Seriously. This is factory-farming shit.

Oh, no. Another visitor?

Did the blockers wear off early?

Take your complaint to the FDA, mate.

- It's Puck.
- From the lab?

Oh, sharp as a bowling ball.

I don't understand. If you're a
sensate, why didn't we connect?

- Three guesses.
- Must've been on blockers when we met.

Ding. Bowling ball continues to impress.

Hey, ask him how he avoids BPO.

Oh! Ask him if you and I can
have just a quick fuck.

What did he say?

- He's not being very helpful.
- Why, am I supposed to be?

At Vincent's, you knew what blockers
were and you didn't tell me.

- Oh, I told you enough.
- Tell him that we need help.

If nothing changes,
if no one figures out how to stop BPO,

then one day he's gonna need
the same kind of help.

Over here, hero.

Free advice:

if you bump into one of our kind,

assume that they are BPO collaborators.

Be particularly suspicious

if you hear about their daring
escape from The Rock in Iceland,

while also appearing live on stage
at an underground EDM concert.

He doesn't trust us either.

- Can you blame me?
- Why come to the concert?

What can I say?
The dick wants what the dick wants.

Sex... can be such a good trust-builder.

I don't think so.

Oh...

Hard To Get dot com.

That is my domain.

Give me a call when you get bored
of you-know-who.

Can you tell me
where you get your blockers?

I make them myself, puttanella.

Listen, the hardest part
is getting the samples

without a leash around my neck.

But lucky you seem to
already have yours,

the latest ones with less side effects.

Seems like somebody
might have a friend at BPO.

Wait.

Blockers aren't gonna keep you safe

forever, Riley Blue. Not from BPO.

And not from me.

What did he say?

I think I just picked up the
equivalent of a sensate STD.

Whoo!

Let them gloat.

Hey, Monsieur Gorilla,
where's the ball?

Where did the ball go?
Oh, it's in your goal!

Come on, Felix, stop trash-talking.
Let's play!

Wolfie! Here!

Where are you? Here!

Ah!

- Hey, you all right?
- I'm fine.

- That's what I'm talking about!
- You all right?

- You all right?
- Everybody, calm down!

Come on! Stand up!

That's what I'm talking about!
That was fucking real!

Do you have to do
everything so intensely?

No.

Just the things that matter.

Oh...

These are the last year reports
from the controller general.

Yeah, you can just put them there.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Um...

About last night...

I... needed you and you
were there for me.

But it was wrong.

Why?

You know why.

You weren't in my bed any more
than I'm sitting on this desk here.

It's in our heads, like a fantasy.

Last night was not a fantasy.

What's true is that married women
like to fantasize.

- It's what keeps marriages together.
- No.

I don't. I...

I must not.

Okay, you're in Bombay, I'm in Berlin.
I think you're safe.

Please. Last night made me realize that

I can't be trusted with my thoughts.

Come on, Wolfie!
Let's finish Fuchs' Fucks!

I need help and you have to help me.

I'm trying to make a life.

Hmm.

Pretending isn't a life.

- Wolfie!
- Yeah! Coming!

So... big day tomorrow.

Do you know what you're gonna say?

What... Do you think
I should say something?

You don't have to do it
if you don't feel comfortable.

Yes. Absolutely.

But... you're so good
when you speak from your heart.

Baby, the interview you did
at the premiere was incredible.

I think it had a lot to do
with these people inviting you.

Of course.
I mean, it has over a million views.

- Really?
- You haven't watched it?

I'm banned from social media.

You just love to look at the bad stuff.

- Yeah, that is true.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Look! Look!

Now... a man who needs no introduction,

but I'll introduce to you anyhow.

I give you the Grand Marshall
of this year's Pride Parade...

Lito Rodriguez!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, São Paulo!

Thank you.

I wanted to say
that I am very honored to be here.

That isn't the truth.

To be honest with you, I...

I have never been as scared
as I am right now.

All of my life, I've had to pretend
to be something I wasn't.

And to become what I wanted to become...

I couldn't be what I am.

I am a gay man.

I've never said those words
in public before.

I am a gay man!

I am a gay man! I am a gay man!

Oh.

Why did I have to be so afraid
to say that?

Because I know that people are afraid

of people that are different from them.

And admitting that I am different

and refusing to pretend
to be something I am not,

may cost me a career of pretending
to be things that I am not,

which is kind of crazy
when you think about it.

But I did.

I did.

For years, I was living
inside the fake world of a movie set,

never daring to imagine that one day...

I might be brave enough
to do something like this.

Come with me.

Hi.

This is Hernando.

He is the love of my life.

I am a better and braver person
because of him.

And whatever it costs
for me to be able to do this...

I know in my heart that it is worth it.

And now, let's party!

That was fun.

It was.

- Last time we were here...
- ...we both felt trapped.

You were afraid of going to prison.

Now I miss it.

You wanted so badly to see your father.

And you felt like you were making
a terrible mistake.

We've switched places.

Which means, in a way,
we're in the same place.

Is there a way out of this?

Or is this just how life always feels?

So you've had no other issues
with that brain syndrome thing?

Oh, no, not any health issues.
Everything has been fine.

That is such a relief.

I told Tom I am so happy
that you're gonna

be there after what happened last year.

Me, too. Even though I know Mom and

Dad must be giving you hell for this.

No. They're okay.

Come on, T, don't lie.

What did Dad say?

He said I would regret it.

But why?

I can take it.

Because he said that your
narcissism is a black hole

and that you would do something
to make my wedding all about you.

But I told him he was wrong,
and more importantly,

I couldn't imagine getting married
without my sister being there.

Come here.

Oh, I love you.

Thank you for sticking up for me.

I won't let you down,
and if you need anything...

Actually, there is one thing
I could really use some help on...

Nom!

It's the cabin!

- What?
- I emailed Abrasax Electronics.

They found an old shipping
report and, oh, my God!

- What?
- It's up near Dancing Water.

- That's weird.
- What's Dancing Water?

Um, that's the commune
where Neets grew up.

- Um...
- Mom is gonna freak!

- Okay, we gotta get up there.
- I'm sure she'll want to come.

- I'm gonna text her. Bye, sweetie.
- Bye.

I'm... I love you. But I gotta...
I gotta go. Okay, just call me.

Come on, sleepy.

The world isn't going to save itself.

Daddy, look what I made!

Now this line describing the flank,
that is sublime.

Come, let Daddy get dressed.

Good morning, Milton.

Good morning, Mr. Secretary.

The Chairman is very excited.
It's a very big day for us.

- It is.
- We are counting on you.

How are you feeling?

Are you all right?

Something's about to happen.

Something bad.

Ah!

What the fuck?

I was bored.

Don't bother on my account.

Where have you been?

Did you miss me?

I know you want to tell her to fuck off,
but we need information.

You use blockers.

Everyone does.

- Where do you get them from?
- My contact.

- Does he have a name?
- Yeah. "My Business."

I thought you said
we could help each other.

Not that. Ask something else.

Show her the picture.

Do you know who this guy is?

- Walk away, Lila.
- Hmm?

You do know him.

Walk away now.

Love to talk, but my date's arrived.

I wouldn't.

- Why?
- Two of the goons were rentals.

They'll go in, sweep the room,
then head back out here.

Ah... Ms. Facchini.

Mr. Bohm.

I was hoping it'd be you.

Why?

Fuchs doesn't see what you are.

He doesn't know.

But I do.

You are just like me.

You're in luck...

Was he right about you?

If you're trying to find a difference

between us, you're wasting your time.

I'm not the one with a
leash around my neck.

Lila, why are you still talking to him?

I know what I'm doing.

You said we needed each other,

but as soon as I ask you for
something, you walk away.

Be smart.

- How long has he been after you?
- A year.

- A year?
- That has to be a lie.

- Maybe the Cannibal is getting slow.
- The Cannibal?

Clustercide. Story is he ate his own.

- Do you know his real name?
- No one does.

Someone must.

This cluster is dead.

Is this one of yours?

Yeah. He thought you
were as hot as I do.

But right now, all he thinks
is that you're lying.

What do you think?

We'll see.

You know, you never think about
how ubiquitous immigrant food

like General Tso's chicken
and pepperoni pizza has become...

Until you realize you're
a different human species on the run

from an evil organization
trying to lobotomize you?

Exactly.

Did we make a mistake doing the concert?

No. It just proved
there's a whole bunch

more of us out there than we thought,

and that there must be some kind
of an intelligence network

because they all seemed
to know who you were.

We just have to try and figure out
a way to get them to trust us.

Aye, that's the rub, laddie.

Mr. Hoy is back.

What a charming little empty
box you've chosen here.

All the modern amenities
of a prison cell.

Where are you visiting from?

I call it my speakeasy
'cause you can speak easy in here.

Soundproofing. Eighteen inches thick.

All the modern amenities of a coffin.

Aye.

So, Miss Blue, if you and your laddie
are not a pair of headhunters,

putting on your show
was a terrible risk.

Care to explain what possessed you?

Well, Mr. Hoy,
if you're not a BPO headhunter,

then leaving your coffin
to come to my show was a terrible risk.

- What possessed you?
- Huh...

Maybe... after 30 years of surviving...

not living, mind you, but surviving...

maybe after 30 years of blockers,
and coffins, and boxes...

maybe I realized...
I'm slowly dying of survival.

I'm sick of this.

- I'm done playing by the rules.
- What are you doing?

- What's going on?
- Mr. Hoy needs a reason to trust us.

There you are, Mr. Hoy.

Aye, well, you do not need
to be Sherlock Holmes.

If you're a headhunter
or looking to make a deal with BPO,

you know where to find me.

Ach!

You've gone and done it now, Miss Blue.

You've done it now.

I'm not about to be out-trusted
by a DJ from Iceland.

With hair the color of a Smurf!

Come on now, Miss Blue.
Let's get out of here.

Come on, Miss Blue! My library.

And this is my laboratory.

This way.

Welcome to the Highlands of Scotland,
Miss Blue.

It's beautiful.

Reminds me of home.

Dinner's ready.

Aye, just a moment.

Has another of your invisible friends
dropped by?

Aye, Kirsty. This is Miss Blue.
She's from Iceland.

A lady invisible friend, is it?

Well, now, there's a
turn-up for the book.

Invite her in.

There's stovies and mushy peas,

and fried Mars bar for dessert.

She's lovely.

She's a sweet old bird, all right.

- Is she family?
- More than most.

She was the wife of one of my cluster.

I was with him when he died.
He asked me to take care of her.

But the funny thing is,
I think I'm looking after her,

and she thinks she's looking after me.

But who's to know who's right, eh?

This is
where the dads said it should be.

I really love your dads.

Just the fact that they all wanted
to take care of you

and be a part of your life.

People used to give me shit

when I used to use all three
of their names on my school forms.

But I think I knew I was pretty
lucky in the dad department.

Do you think what my dad said
about me to Teagan is true?

That you're a black hole of narcissism?

Look, most of us either have our heads

stuck in the sand or
stuck up our own ass.

It's human nature to think our
problems are the only problems.

Neets... God, I'm sorry.

I've been... let's be generous and say

not entirely myself
and focused on many other things.

You mean besides your
amazing girlfriend?

Who's been beyond amazing.
Like, approaching saint status.

I would look good as a statue.

I'm serious.

I know I could not survive
any of this crazy shit without you.

What?

It's her.

Angelica?

Spring of '52.

A very, very covert
conference was convened

at the British airbase on Cyprus.

Authorities from NATO, the Warsaw Pact,
China, and the Arab League

sat locked in a room debating reality.

After weeks of haggling,
walk-outs, and bullying,

the Biologic Preservation
Organization was born.

How do you know all of this?

I was there.

I assisted Ruth El-Saadawi
in drafting the initial charter

and guidelines
for research into sensacity.

Signatories guaranteed
human rights to sensoriums

and agreed not to deploy
them for military needs.

That's Ruth there.

Is that you?

Handsome bugger, eh?

Where did it all go?

This is crazy cool.

It's exactly what I read in that book
by the woman who started BPO.

- Ruth El-Saadawi.
- Yes.

She talked about psycellium
as a morphogenic field

and how it made connections
like the synapses in our brain,

storing them the way
memories are stored.

She's the mother of this claid.

- What's a claid?
- A cluster.

Sequoias are like us, polypliotic.

- Can you still see her?
- Yeah.

She lived here.

The cabin is beautiful.

- She looks so different.
- How do you mean?

She looks happy.

Why didn't the charter just announce

to the world that Homo
sensoriums exist?

Look, we all know sapiens.

I mean, some of my best
friends are sapiens.

When sapiens feel safe, they're
the nicest people you could meet.

However, feed their inner
demons, frighten them,

find reasons for them
to divide themselves from otherness,

and then watch those selfsame
sapiens drop bombs on whole cities,

drive planes into buildings

and happily herd millions
of their own kind

into gas chambers.

And that's just what they
would do to each other.

What wouldn't they do
to a totally different species?

That's why Ruth herself
advocated total secrecy.

Was Ms. El-Saadawi a sensate?

No, but her twin sister was.

They came from a village in Egypt.

Not long after her
sister's cluster birth,

she was stoned to death
for immorality and witchcraft.

Ruth went from being a doctor
one day to a crusader the next,

and did everything she
could to prevent it

from happening to someone else's sister.

If she was alive today...

she'd look at what BPO has become

and she would weep.

Wait.

- What?
- Something's wrong.

The research might be helpful.

That's what the Nazis said!

You fucking hide out in Walden

while they herd the rest
of us into cattle cars.

Do you think they might be right?

I'll go to Iceland.

She's fighting with her cluster.

Be careful.

Can I ask you
about one of the BPO hunters?

Do you know him?

If he's the one that's after you,

I must say, I underestimated either

your recklessness or your courage.

What's his real name?

I don't know myself.
Not sure I want to know.

When our kind have nightmares about
BPO, they're usually about him.

- Where do I find him?
- Huh!

I do not ken where you get
your brass goolies from,

but maybe I'll be able
to give you what you want.

But fair warning,
it comes with a price, like as not.

I'll pay it.

There's a network of us,
strung out about the world.

The Archipelago, we're called.

Isolated above, but connected below.

I ask someone I know,
who asks someone they know, who asks...

Well, you get the gist.

Sapiens invented Google in the 1990s.

We've had it since the Neolithic.

How long does it take?

I'm looking for Cannibal.

Get him on the phone now!

I don't know what he thinks he's doing.

This is my research,
this is my project.

Tell him I'm gonna straighten him out!

I've got the answer, but I don't
think you're going to like it.

I was getting nervous.

I'm all right.

I learned a lot.

About BPO and how it
changed over the years.

There's someone on the inside
who knows Whispers.

Did you get a name?

- Not yet.
- Why not?

Mr. Hoy said I have to go to Chicago.

But I have to go alone.

Nom!

Dr. Metzger.

I don't know what they
taught you in med school,

but the word "helping" doesn't mean

handcuff people and
chop up their brains.

Prep her for surgery.

Nomi, what have you done?

Is he in there?

What is he doing?

I told you, he's trying
to destroy my work.

I love you.

You really believe
that neurografting is possible?

God save us from this idiot.

All that work lost.

- What will we do now?
- I'll start over.

What happened?

I don't know. But everything
started to go wrong when Angelica...

...went to Chicago.

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