All language subtitles for Marvels.Runaways.S02E04.WEB-DLRip.Rus.Eng.LostFilm

Previously on Marvel's
Runaways...

Karolina:
This place is
paid for by our parents?

We can't eat that soup.

ALEX:
Nico's right. That's Pride soup.

-(whoosh)
-(cries out)

Chase:
No, no, no! Hey, don't!

(Old Lace snarls)

You guys are into
some seriously weird shit.

How about a free ticket?

I'll even save you a dance.

We'll take five tickets,
you hateful bitch.

Gert:
Looks like Brandon
stole your life.

He can have it.

Keep it off the radar of the
cops, the media,

and, most importantly, Jonah.

I want to hurt him as much
as the rest of you do.

Not possible.

This serum...
that Jonah used on Victor.

-Mm-hmm?
-It's based on his DNA.

Jonah may have just given us
the very thing that we need...

to kill him.

If I'm gonna heal myself,
I need another box.

Catherine:
You're gonna do
one more thing for him.

-Yeah? What's that?
-Same as you did
for his father--

take the rap
for his murder charge.

Gert:
Tell me the truth now--
where were you?!

Young Man:
Ah, man , she wrecked
a pimp's car.

It was freakin' awesome!

Damn. This sure beats
staying in a hostel, huh?

I'm Topher.

-Not another step.
-(Topher chuckles)

I got you people tilted, huh?
Don't worry, amigos.

- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- ¿Quién eres tú? Do I know you?

No, muñeca. Not yet.
¿Cómo te llamas?

Did you follow her home? 'Cause
I'll kick your ass right now.

-Not quite fast enough, lindo.
-Let's ask some questions first.

Ah, the leader, eh?

I'd shake your hand, but

doesn't look like
we're there yet.

-Who are you?
-He's an undercover cop.

He's gonna bust us
and send us back
to our parents who'll murder us,

or he's just a cold-blooded
killer and he's gonna murder
us right here,

or he's a blackmailer
and he's gonna demand money,

which we don't have--
we will end up murdered.

Topher:
Everyone take a deep breath, OK?

If you saw a little girl
pick up a car,

you'd check it out, too.

Muñeca is a hero, for real.

This guy on the street was
messing with this lady,

and I tried to talk him
out of it... with my fists.

I had to protect her.

You didn't think
to mention this to anyone?

I'm mentioning it now.

When I heard them talk about
the girl with the yellow eyes,

I had to check it out.

Did I think it would lead me
to a... mansión arruinada?

He means "ruined mansion."
It's so poetic.

Topher:
But now that I'm here, give me
the name of your decorator,

'cause this place
is dope as shit!

Cone of Silence!

(whooshing)

He can't hear us now.

What do we do with him? Discuss.

-Let's get rid of him.
-I'm with Chase.

Isn't he just like us?
So what? We find safety,

then we just
abandon everybody else?

-We are Brentwood people.
-That's wrong. Let him stay.

The cops aren't even looking
for us anymore.

Who knows if we can
trust this kid?

Chase:
Yeah. I mean,
look at him. He's all--

Homeless?
Dirty? Hungry?

Uh, hello? Gert,
stand up for this guy.

In the 100-yard dash between
my anxiety and my idealism,

I'm ashamed to say
my anxiety is winning.

I'm a hypocrite. It's official.

Don't apologize. Why should we
risk letting a stranger in here?

(muffled voices)

You know, my parents
invented something

for this exact situation.

Do you remember the cartridge
we found at Graciela's house?

Inside is a serum that will
wipe your whole hard drive.

That 17-page term paper
you call your memory? Poof.

-Great. Let's do that, then.
-No. Let's not.

It's from our parents, remember?
They're bad people.

If we use it,
especially on a kid,

doesn't that make us
just like them?

You guys.

Chase:
What the...?

(loud boom)

No. You guys,
he's not going anywhere.

(low sniffs and snarls)

So... what is it?

-It's a "she."
-Nico: She's a rescue .

-So her breed is unclear.
-Pit mix, maybe?

(Old Lace growls)

So a girl with glowing eyes,
a witch with a magic stick,

and now a stray pup
who had Godzilla for a dad.

Feels like I'm
in the right place.

Yes.

See, maybe I had
to become a vigilante

in order to find
someone just like me.

To bring in the seventh member
of, you know, whatever we are.

-OK, Molly. Slow down.
-He's a stranger.

He's got powers just like me.

That can't just be
a coincidence.

Hey, let's not get
ahead of ourselves.

It's late, and everyone has
a lot of questions.

-You sleep there.
-She sleeps here.

-(growls)
-Alex: I'm going to bed.

My parents murdered
my friend and cost me

someone I really cared about,
so this guy?

Not that important to me.

Got room for two?
I got no secrets.

I think you do.

I saw what you did.

What I did?

And what'd I do?

I don't know exactly,

but you better believe
I'm gonna find out.

(theme music playing)

(birds chirping)

(quiet noises)

Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
I woke you up.

Did I wake you up? Was it
the nail biting? I'm sorry.

-My worrying woke you up?
-It does get a little
loud sometimes.

I'm sorry. It's the anxiety.

It's turning me into
a person who says

"I'm sorry" all the time.

Hey. It's okay. It's not like
time even matters anymore.

I mean, do you have somewhere
you gotta be today?

I don't know.

Let me check
my imaginary smartphone

for my imaginary calendar.

Nope. Just being
a runaway again.

Which means you got all day.

So... you wanna talk about it?

Do you ever think
about our old lives?

Like where we'd be right now
if we weren't here?

I try not to think
about my current life,

never mind my old one.

'Cause I've never thought
that I'd want to go

to an SAT prep class

or AP History.

I even miss Eiffel

and her patriarchy-supporting
dance routines.

It is starting to feel like
it's all just Tuesday now.

No, wait. Wednesday.
No, wait, it is Tuesday.

Think it's actually Thursday.

-(both chuckle softly)
-Whatever.

This...

is the new normal.

The new normal's not all bad.

Yeah.

It's got an upside, for sure.

But it does mean I have a pet
dinosaur to go check on, so...

Say hey to Molly's new bestie.

I'll go back to sleep. (grunts)

Good guard-dino!

You keepin' a monocular eye
on our mysterious stranger,

my little Lacey-wacey?

(Old Lace growls)

You know when I say "my,"
I don't mean

like I own you, right?

'Cause of course not.
You're like--

you're like a fully
sovereign being.

With us, not for us, right, boo?

Topher?

(Old Lace growls)

Guys?

Guess we're the first ones here.
You want some coffee?

(systems hum)

Coffee?

Cat, did you honestly
think you could

just act like this didn't happen
and I'd go along with it?

Well, since there's nothing
you can do about it, yeah.

What's the point
of making it a thing?

Because this is a thing.

You killin' a man I consider
my brother,

that's a goddamn thing.

It was necessary, Geoffrey.

I did it so you didn't have to.

And he wasn't your brother.

Darius had Alex.

He could have shot him,
thrown his body off a bridge,

but he didn't.

He kept our son safe
and brought him back to us.

Why? Because he was
loyal to me. Always.

He did it because
he wanted money.

What you remember about life
back in the day is a fantasy.

Bein' OG, runnin' a crew...

There was a code!

A sense of loyalty,
a brotherhood.

There was a bunch of
broke-ass punks slingin' dope,

tryin' to knock each other off.

(Catherine sighs)

Did I not meet you
because you killed your boss?

Was he your brother, too?

-That was different.
-It was business.

And so was this.

We had a plan to free our kids.

This was not our plan!

Tina:
Congratulations.

Our kids are no longer
wanted for murder.

We brought scones.

(systems hum)

(clearing throat)

(coughs)

This might get loud.
(chuckles)

(beeping)

-(beep)
-(machinery whirring)

(coughing)

(coughing)

(beeps)

Finally, our first solid lead.

I tracked the kids using data
from Alex's cell phone.

Which you got from Alex
during your failed mission

to extract him,
your rogue mission.

Turn down the volume
on the attitude, Leslie.

The information
about Alex came to us.

Yeah, and you kept it
for yourselves.

Your word means nothing,
Wilders.

OK, let's go easy
on the big fella, sweetie.

But, um, Stacey does
have a point.

We all agreed, no more secrets.

-We all just want our kids back.
-And you had them right there.

How could you just let them go?

You mean how could I stop them?

Why don't you ask Tina that?

The kids got away
because Nico had the Staff.

-Jog your memory?
-Yes. I gave Nico the Staff.

I've already lost one child.

I'm sure as hell
not gonna lose another.

If that meant giving Nico a way
to survive on the street...

deal with it.

You should be thanking us.

That Staff is protecting
your kids, too.

Tina:
Look, the pressure's
off our kids for the moment.

We should be focusing
on the bigger problem: Jonah.

Dale:
As some of you may recall,

Stacey and I have a serum
that we think will kill Jonah,

but we need to move fast
before he figures it out.

But we need to do a trial run
with the serum first.

You only get one shot
at a self-healing alien,

and it better be good.

Yeah. We need to send a drone
down into that hole,

so that we can biopsy
whatever's down there.

-Biopsy whatever's--
-But we need to access
the dig site.

-Yeah, I can make that happen.
-Dale: Good.

If the serum works,

then soon none of us will need
to see each other ever again.

Adios.

Guess that leaves us
to search for our kids.

Looks like they're
centered here.

East of La Brea, west of the 5.

East of La Brea?

What's even over there?

Why do I recognize that place?

Because it's a PRIDE
soup kitchen.

That's no help.
They operate anonymously.

Everything they do there
is confidential.

Not if we're the ones
asking the questions.

Molly:
(chuckling)
Where did you get all this?

Hold on. Don't answer that.

Maybe I don't wanna know where
any of this food came from.

¡Muñeca!
This is urban foraging, girl.

You think only rich people
know about farm-to-table?

Here. You gotta try this.

Just...

-This is so good.
-Ahh.

I got every orange, aguacate,

lemon, and pomegranate tree
around here on lockdown.

And I know when
the good bakeries

throw out the day-old stuff.

We be feastin', sis.
You gotta come through.

Oh, my God,
is that a banana nut muffin?

Ah-ah-ah. We wait for the whole
fam. Sharing is caring.

-Can I ask you something?
-Of course.

You're the first person I've
met, ever, who's had my eyes.

Ever.

(sighs) Same.

That's why I had to find you.

All this time,
I thought it was only me.

I felt so... alone.

I hear that.

How old were you
the first time it happened?

I was right about your age,
I guess. Yeah.

-I didn't know what
was going on.
-Me neither.

-It just kinda came
out of nowhere.
-Right?

I was always the outsider,
so for me to be that...

- Fuerte.
-Yes.

-I was stoked.
-I felt the same.

Do you think maybe
we're related?

I mean, we both speak Spanish,
we have the same eyes...

Let's see.

Es verdad. Nos parecemos.

I've never told
anyone this, but, um...

my parents were scientists,

and sometimes I think
they did an experiment on me,

and that's how
I ended up like this.

Like a chemistry experiment?

-Gert: Hey, Molly?
-No, they were geologists.

They worked with rocks.
Does that make any sense to you?

(footsteps)

Hey. Me and Molly
whipped up some chow.

Gert:
So this is why you left?

Explains the little
remodeling job upstairs.

We assumed
you were gone for good.

And by "assumed,"
I mean "hoped."

You showed me kindness,
amigo, and I'm showing it back.

(sighs) Had to get past
your "guard dog" first.

-What's this?
- My guard dog.

(Topher laughs)

You people are muy interesante.

Is there something going on here
that I need to know about?

I think you know
too much already.

Sorry... but he might be
my relative.

Isn't that nuts?

Where did your relative
get all this food?

-It's called urban foraging.
-Is that like artisanal
stealing?

Topher:
No, man. Stolen goods?

That ain't me.
I asked permission first.

Go ahead, make yourself a plate.

No?

Look, I can see you guys
aren't... sure about me.

You're right. We aren't.

So I'm gonna be honest.

I know who you are.

You been all over the news.

Pretty hard to miss, you ask me.

You should leave.

Oye. Cálmate, hombre.
Think about it.

You know why you can trust me?
Because I don't need you.

I've already got this whole
street-life thing wired.

You guys?

You need
all the help you can get.

We're doing fine, thanks.

(scoffs) Are you?

You can't even
say yes to good food.

That kind of pride
is just some rookie shit.

Us street kids,
we stick together.

We give and we take...

and that's how we survive.

I have skills,
knowledge you can use--

Oh, yeah?
Like where to dumpster dive?

Damn straight.
This ain't Brentwood, you fool.

OK, so what's in it for you?

Topher:
Claro!

I like sleeping indoors...
in a bed.

Thanks for the offer.
We'll think about it.

Topher:
Look, I'm just saying.

Rich kid runaways...
you gotta be extra careful.

You're like house cats
out in the wild.

I remember this one dude--
good-looking, deluxe family...

but when folks on the street
found out

that there was a reward on him,

they didn't hesitate to collect.

He just...

hadn't built that loyalty
out here, you know?

(sighs, laughs)

Not that I would do that,
you know?

It's just, not everyone
is as trustworthy as me.

Enough of all that, please.
Who wants quiche?

I think this one's gluten-free.

I saw him eat one of these.
It's not poison.

Yes. I knew they'd come around.
Come on.

Let me give you a tour
of your new home.

Topher:
Lead the way, muñeca.

Don't get lost.

Or do.

(plate clatters)

Chase:
You're not hungry either?

There's something about that guy
that makes me lose my appetite.

Maybe you're just jealous...
or threatened.

What? Why would I be jealous?

Because he's handsome,

and street-smart,
and a really good provider.

Chase is handsome.

This is so good.

We should all feel threatened.
He's hiding something.

Whatever he's done, it's nothing
compared to our parents.

Gert:
Guess someone
couldn't sleep last night.

You OK?

As long as Pride pays
for what they've done, I am.

-You put your hair back.
-I lost my focus.

But I'm back now, and we still
have an earthquake to stop.

Yeah, except now
we got a new distraction.

Molly thinks
he's her long-lost brother.

Leslie:
Jules, are you sure
that you didn't

see these kids
at the soup kitchen?

She's blonde, tall,
really pretty?

-Janet: Athletic.
Played lacrosse.
-Top knot, dark lipstick. Angry.

I really wish I could
tell you more.

A lot of kids fit those
descriptions.

But all of these kids
would be together.

All six of 'em, in a group.

Yeah, I really do serve hundreds
of people every day, so...

You're lying. You've seen 'em.

If this is your way
of keeping them anonymous...

Let us reassure you,
it's safe to tell us.

Especially if you like your job.

Yeah, I said it.

She's a volunteer, Catherine.

Jules:
I really am sorry I can't help.

Tell you what, though,

there is a client at the soup
kitchen who's very plugged in.

He knows everything
that happens on the streets.

I brought him with me
just in case.

Would you like to meet with him?

ALL: Yes!

Yeah, I've definitely seen 'em.

-Where?
-Did they seem healthy?

I'd be happy to tell you more,

but you know, I was a finance
major once upon a time,

before I realized the only true
freedom in this country

is off the grid
in the underground economy.

And according to my rather

conservative
asset-pricing model,

I'm gonna need
fifty bucks first.

You tryin' to shake a bitch down
over their kids?

Robert:
Here ya go. Fifty dollars.

Start talkin'.

So, I first saw 'em down
at the homeless encampment

near the L.A. River.

I mean, could you miss them?

I'm surprised they survived
the night down there.

But they are apparently way
more craftier than they look,

because the next thing I know,

they stole my electric
baseball gloves.

Electric baseball gloves?

The Fistigons.

Is that what you call 'em?

Because those mothers
are pretty bad-ass.

I was havin' some fun,
I was blowing shit up,

and then all of a sudden
your kids are chasin' after me.

And then--

What happened?

I want to say they
had a dinosaur.

But I'm gonna chalk that up
to a bonkers night of drinkin'.

All's I know is, the pretty boy
grabbed the gloves,

and I haven't seen
those kids since.

But I will assure you,

they ran real fast
and looked very healthy.

That's all I got.

Don't suppose you people care

to reimburse me for the
baseball gloves?

Mike...

you might want
to keep working on

that asset-pricing
model of yours,

because I would have given you
a hundred if you'd asked.

Hmm.

(phone line ringing)

Female Voice:
Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic
voice message system.

When you are finished recording,

you may hang up
or press pound for more options.

(beep)

Karolina...

I need to...

I'd like to, uh,
I'd like to see you.

(breathing heavily)

There's so many things
I need to...

(laughs) There's so many things
I want to--I want to tell you.

Um, but I'm afraid...

I'm afraid there's
not too much more time.

Nico:
Karolina?

Oh, here you are...

hiding from our uninvited guest.

I get it.

Molly loves him,
but I am not feeling it.

Well, maybe we should
give him a chance.

He obviously knows way more

about living out here
than we do.

Hey, are you OK?
What's going on?

What's that?

Someone needs to make money,

and I figured since Alex isn't
working with Darius anymore,

you know, I could get a job.

-Doing what?
-I was thinking

what could I do
that wouldn't blow my cover,

and I was like,

"I know, I'll go down
to Hollywood Boulevard

disguised as
a fairytale princess

and see if any tourists want--"

Wait. You're gonna take
Polaroids with little girls?

Thought it was a good idea.

I mean, you are basically
a real live Disney princess,

but Hollywood Boulevard is
crawling with cops and cameras.

Look, we aren't
fugitives anymore,

and I don't think our parents

are gonna be anywhere
near Hollywood Boulevard.

That's true.

We need money... and I want
to see what I can do to help.

Hmm?

Fine.

But if any dime store SpongeBob

gets a little handsy with you,

I'm turning his ass
into Plankton.

-OK. I gotta go.
-OK.

I'll be careful, I promise.

I don't trust him.

Well, if we can destroy
the dig site,

then we can get out of here
once and for all,

which means Topher
isn't a problem anymore.

Two birds, one motherboard.

By "get out of here"
you mean go home?

I didn't say that.
I mean get out of here.

Stop California from crackin'
off into the ocean.

-And we do that how?
-All I know is,

it starts with disabling
the security at the dig site.

-Using these guys?
-No. Using this thing.

I aced my Ethical Hacking
course last semester.

If we can mount
a directory traversal attack,

storm the HTTP and gain access
to the restricted directories,

we can set the whole thing in
self-destruct mode,

Stuxnet style.

More like sucks- net.

Sorry. It's a good plan,
but that was a great joke.

Unfortunately,
it remains just a plan.

One big problem. There is no way
that this old computer's

gonna be able to take down
the security at the site.

And that's on top
of another big problem--

a homeless kid with yellow eyes
is squatting in our house.

Right.

Maybe one big problem
can help us solve the other one.

All I need is an 18-core,
36-thread processor chip.

Oh, good.

We have so many of those
lying around here

in our ruined mansion.

I know exactly where
to find one.

-Where? And how much is it?
-It's free.

But you are not gonna like
what we have to do to get it.

We're goin' back to Atlas
Academy.

-What?
-Gert: Oh, my God.

And what do we do with him?

Topher? He's the one
that's gonna get us inside.

(bell ringing)

(coughing)

(footsteps approach)

-Um, hi.
-Thank you for meeting me.

You brought your school books?

I had to tell my friends
something,

so I told them I was
job hunting.

Oh.

(bell ringing)

You know you're my only
priority, right?

Is that enough?

No, I can't. That's not
why I'm here.

No, no, please, just take it
all.

I said no.

You said you had
something to tell me

and you didn't have much time.

Are you sick?

I only get one chance
to do this right,

and I don't want to mess it up.

Do what? I'm taking
a real risk being here,

and I want answers. Now.

I hear you. And I'm--

Don't hear me.

Tell me.

I can do better than that.

Why don't I show you.

Dale:
You don't think
we could have parked

maybe a little bit
closer, Stacey?

Hon, it is only 50 yards away.

You have lived
in California too long.

May I remind you that there's
an industrial grade razor blade

on this drone that
could puncture

a donut hole in my ribs.

Wow, hon, you're so
irritable lately.

Of course I am!

We've spent the last umpteen
years of our lives--

-Hey, how are you?
-We're with Pride.

--consorting with
morally ruined human beings

who won't stop lying to us,

and now the only chance
of getting our kids back

is to stick a drone
into a hole of unknown depth,

and take a biopsy
of whatever's down there

so that we can kill someone.

-Hey, buddy, how are you?
-Leslie cleared us.

In this case, I'd say irritation

is a context-appropriate
emotion.

-Breathe.
-I'm breathing!

-OK.
-I'm sorry.

-OK.
-It's just, I--

I'm scared.

You know, what if
this serum doesn't work?

Hey.

It's gonna work.

How do you know?

Because it has to.

Chase:
Where are we going?

Gert:
Are we jogging to Brentwood?

-Molly: Awesome!
-Wait. Three cars?

-We don't have
the money for this.
-You don't need any.

I got a gang of free
vouchers from

a Hollywood Hills
party I crashed.

Alex, you and Gert
get in the first car.

Chase, you go with Molly.

And Nico, you're with me.

Come on.
Your girlfriend isn't here
anyway.

I know you don't like me,
but I'm cool with it.

It's not that I don't like you.
I don't trust you.

I see that.
You're cold to me.

Don't flatter yourself.
I'm not warm to anyone.

-I like your honesty.
-I don't do it for you.

Maybe that's what I like
about you.

I don't really care
what you like.

What do you care about?

Wicca?

"Do what ye will, and ye harm
none."

What do you know about Wicca?

I know what a spell is.

When you take symbols
and action,

turn them into some... power.

Something like that.

Seriously, nobody gets that.

I do.

I think, um...

maybe... I misjudged you.

Tell me something, though.

What's in that vial
you carry around?

Come on, now.
I've seen what you guys can do.

Um... are all of you holding?

Holding?

You mean like with drugs?

(laughs) Oh, I get it.
Playing dumb.

OK, I got you. You want to keep
all your shit to yourself.

It's cool.

You want me to share with you,
don't ya?

Because us kids
need to stick together.

That's right.

So we're friends now?

(school bell ringing)

Alex:
OK.

We got 15 minutes

while everybody's in
all-school assembly.

I even miss all-school assembly.

Once you're inside,
straight down the hallway.

-Then go up to the second floor.
-Gert: Take the main staircase.

Shouldn't he take
the side stairs?

Then he'll run
into the Vape Team.

-The kids with vape pens.
-Molly: They're so annoying.

-"Sick clouds, brah."
-You guys, stop.

First door to your right
is the computer lab.

Back of the room
there's a wood cabinet.

Inside is a safe.

19-3-26, right, left--

Give me your phone,
I'll write it down.

(tapping smartphone)

Do not speak to anyone.

Not that anyone here
has anything to say.

-It's not that bad, Nico.
-It's not that good, either.

Got it?

I survived foster care, no?

I think I can handle
a bunch of fresas.

Fresas. It means
spoiled rich kids.

-Like us?
-Like we used to be.

-(beeping)
-OK, it's almost here.

Got the serum?

Dale:
Release the biopsy
from the cylinder...

inject it with the serum, and...

We can finally move on
with our lives.

If it works.

Careful.

Eww. What is that smell?

Dale:
It's malodorous,
yet not completely unfamiliar.

A very mature Stilton?

Maybe something from
the Limburger family? Ugh.

The body wall looks tessellated.
Calcite micro-crystals, maybe?

Definitely organic.

That smell is
the very essence of decay.

Which means whatever the serum
does to this thing,

it'll also do to Jonah.

Well... here goes.

Stacey:
It's turning black!

Necrosis! Yes!

-Sweetie!
-Oh, it's great!

-(rumbling)
-Hold on a second.

It's an earthquake!

Another earthquake?!
Is this it? Is this the one?

-I've got you. Stay calm.
-Nico: Nobody move.

-Topher's stuck in there!
-(rumbling stops)

-(alarm wailing)
-OK, that... wasn't too bad.

-You OK?
-Not even in theory.

-I loved it.
-That alarm means we got

about two seconds before
earthquake protocol kicks in.

P.A.:
All students proceed
to the parking lot...

-There's Topher!
- ...for a mandatory head count.

-We gotta get that computer.
-We gotta get Topher!

OK, come on, you guys,
we're going in.

Keep your heads down,
we'll disappear into the chaos.

Chase and I will head
to the lab.

Molly, we'll go
to the parking lot.

And Gert...

Gert?

-Gertrude Yorkes?
-Oh, my God!

Sorry! Wow!

You really startled me.
Whoa. Hang on a second.

Is this your first day back?

Yes. Yes!

And that earthquake...

really got me shook.

Sorry about the pun.

It just really shows
how emotionally fragile I am.

Which is why I actually came
to see if you have

any of my anxiety meds here?

There--There should be a big

bottle of them
with my name on it...

somewhere back there.

Usually I'm notified

when kids who've
been through something traumatic

return to school.

You-- Oh, you mean
the fugitive thing?

Hmm. Um, that probably

sounded a lot worse than
it actually was.

We were never actually
suspected of murder.

You know, fake news.

Can you check
on my medicine, though?

Just a moment.

(Gert muttering)

(dialing phone)

Hi, it's Nurse Wilson,
I've got Gertrude Yorkes here.

Tina:
They're reporting
the earthquake as a 5.1.

It's big, but not the Big One.

It's another one.
That's all I need to know.

We're running out of time.

Is the epicenter
near the dig site?

South of downtown.

-(all devices beeping)
-Someone's seen the kids.

Look where it's coming from.

It's locked.
There's no other way in.

I knew I should have
brought the Fistigons.

We agreed everybody's
going civilian for this one.

Even Nico.
It's Atlas Academy, remember?

I know someone
with a master key.

They stole it freshman year
and have had it ever since.

But everybody's
out in the parking lot.

Eh... not this person.

And I know right where
to find 'em. Come on.

No way am I doing in here
without consent.

It's gender neutral now,
thanks to Gert's petition.

Sorry. I love Gert, but only
girls use this bathroom.

Just guard the door.
I'm goin' in.

-(camera clicking)
-Hey.

Are you serious?

I thought you were, like,
a fugitive from justice.

-Not anymore.
-It's too bad.

Outlaw was a good look on you.

Why are you back here, anyway?
This place is so boring.

I have a new appreciation
for Atlas Academy.

And boring.

Hm. What do you think about
hashtag EarthquakeBitches?

-Is that too much?
-I think you're gonna throw
massive "likes"

up on the scoreboard.

I think so too!

-(camera clicking)
-Um, hey...

I need a favor.

Aiding and abetting
a former murder suspect?

Sure. But I'll need something
in return, obvi.

Name it.

Oh, my God, there you are.
Where have you been?

I tried to score some meds
out of the nurse's office.

Nurse Nightmare?
Why would you risk that?

-Did anyone see you?
-Uh... no.

No! I don't know.
Possibly. You never really know.

We should probably
hurry, though.

What are you doing outside
of the gender neutral bathroom?

Waiting for Chase.
He's in there getting

a key to the computer lab.

He should be out any second.

Can I just quickly note
how weird it is

that I just used to walk
up and down these halls

taking central heat and air
conditioning for granted?

-(raps on door)
-Dude, hurry!

-I'm gonna go in.
-You might not want to do that.

Ha ha ha!

Eiffel:
Bye, Chase!

Hi, Alvin. Other person.

Alex:
Come on, let's go.

Chase:
Come on.

Jonah:
The earthquake knocked out
the lights.

Traffic's all backed up.

(Jonah coughing)

-What's up?
-Move it!

Woman:
Let's give it a try!

We can walk from here.

Where are we going?

Look, the earthquake,
it didn't come out of nowhere.

Something's happened.

We need to get there.

Please.

I'm scared.

Karolina, you don't have
to come with me.

But there is a trade-off.

What I am... is what you are.

Without me, you...

you'll never know your whole
self.

Who you really are.

It's your choice.

(chatter)

Molly:
They're going to catch him.

Topher!

We'll never get to him
without being seen.

We can't just sit here
and do nothing.

I'm gonna go get him.

Wait, wait. Molly.

Nico:
Our parents.

What are they doing here?
We gotta get out of here.

Nico:
All right, let's go.

Molly:
Our parents are here!
They just rolled

into the parking lot
in their motorcade of evil.

This'll take one second.
Hold on.

-Too late.
-Chase: They're in the building.

-Molly: Run! Run!
-Alex: Shit.

Wait, Molly.
Over here. The secret stairs.

-It's locked.
-Chase: Alex .

Alex:
I got it.

The earthquake happened right
when we injected the serum.

-Do you think there's any
connection between the two?
-I do.

Oy! They saw us.
Do you think they saw us?

They definitely saw us.
They're looking right at us.

We gotta go!

That was Gert
and Molly's parents.

What are they doing here?

We should check and see
if Karolina's OK.

And she probably knows
how Gert and Molly are doing.

Dale:
That is not a chance
we can take.

Stacey:
Slow down, this is not safe!

I think we just found out
the cause of this earthquake.

-What if they tell my mom?
-Your mother can't hurt you.

Nobody can.
I protect you from now on.

Nico: Come on.

Topher:
Ay, dios.

Where were you, fam?
Mission accomplished.

I thought we weren't supposed
to say that anymore.

How did you get this?

I walked into the computer lab.

Dialed 19-26-3.

And here you go.
You're welcome.

Molly:
That's amazing.
You rock, cuz.

-Nice work, man.
-Not bad.

Molly:
Chase, you coming?

(birds singing)

The best thing was when
we finally get over the wall,

and there you were,
holding the computer.

It was all Alex. I was just
following his directions.

Chase:
Sorry I gave you such
a hard time.

-You totally came through.
-It's OK, I know how it is.

Who can you trust, right?

-How's the hotspot working?
-Game-changer.

I've already started flooding
the security at the dig site

with multiple spoofed addresses.

Keep the phone.
I can get another one.

No problema.
Consider it rent.

Thank you.

Seriously, we couldn't
have done this without you.

-I told you.
-That's how we roll,
right, hermanita?

(speaks Spanish)

Do you think we can
go back to Atlas Academy

and maybe this time we break
into the nurse's office?

Alex:
One thing I'm still
wondering about.

How come your eyes
turned yellow?

I think it maybe runs in my
family. I don't know.

Can I talk to you?

Alone?

Is this what you
were looking for?

So that's why you were
so friendly in the car.

-I'm just playing.
-I'm not.

This is why your eyes turn
yellow, isn't it?

Is that mine, or are you
finally ready to share?

I'm finally ready for the truth.

You're nothing like Molly.

You get high off this stuff,
don't you?

So what is this?

And where the hell
did you get it?

Jonah:
Here we are.

Karolina:
This is what you wanted
to show me?

As you know,
I've been here before.

I want to thank you, Karolina.

You are truly everything I could
ever dream of in a daughter.

This day has been an honor.

You are exactly who you need
to be for where we're going.

Where are we going?

I told you I'd show you
everything, and now I will.

(Jonah sighs)

Trust me.

I don't know if I can trust you.

But I'm going to trust myself.

(music playing)