All language subtitles for Marvels.Runaways.S02E13.WEB-DLRip.Rus.Eng.LostFilm

Karolina:
Previously on Marvel's
Runaways...

-What's going on with PRIDE?
-They're declaring war. On you.

New weapons, the whole shebang.

These weapons
were designed specifically
for our kids' powers.

Need we remind you
of the mind-wipe drug we created

for just such an occasion?

You came for me?

The Radiance.

After what happened
to her at the crater,
she can't be alone.

-OK, well then you can both go.
-I'm pregnant.

Nico:
She's a runaway now--
just like us.

You still got that piece I gave
you? Hold it right.

You don't know what's been done
with it, but I do.

-Why do you want it?
-Because I promised Livvie

I would get justice for
Darius's murder,

and that's exactly what I'm
gonna do.

-I was actually scared
of that Staff.
-Maybe your darkness is you--

your power--
like how my light is for me.

-Victor: Son.
-Dad.

Can you come home?

-Alex: What's going on?
-You're leaving?

(crying) Chase, you can't
do this.

Chase:
I'm goin' home.

Stacey:
You can be the hero.

All you have to do is step
inside and join us.

-Promise me none of 'em
get hurt.
-I promise, son.

I'm Xavin. I've been looking
for you.

I don't want to scare you.

Gert, did you stop taking your
meds?

I'm not Gert.

I'm your betrothed.

Xavin:
No one knows the origins
of this story.

It passed down
through the generations

until it was just a thing
that is known.

A truth. A prophecy.

And at some point,

the story is heard by someone
who comes to believe

that the story is about them.

Are they crazy to believe?

Or would it be crazy not to?

Because this story
is a love story.

A love story that
unites two worlds

and brings peace
to the universe.

And so a believer
stowed away on a ship

that carried a family
of exiled Royal Magistrates

at the center of the prophecy.

But the stowaway
did not remain secret for long.

Once exposed, the stowaway
became a help to them,

and soon they had mastered
every skill needed
to run the ship.

But peace was not to last.

All seemed lost.

Perhaps the stowaway
was not the one
spoken of in the prophecy.

Maybe the prophecy was
not even true.

Death would have been a relief

from the uncertainty
the stowaway suffered.

Until there was
a light from above.

And it occurred to the stowaway

that this had always been
a part of the prophecy,

that they had crashed
in exactly the right place,

because the light they saw
was their beloved.

My beloved.

My intended.

My betrothed.

Whoa.

That was a trip.

Are you OK?

I've never done that before
to someone... like you.

I think so.

A little invasive,
but... beautiful.

I used familiar concepts
to help you understand...

and so we may find a common
language and bond.

I don't want you
to be frightened of me.

I'm not scared.

But I sense hesitation
in your response.

It's not that
I don't believe you.

I believe that you believe.

It's just a lot to take in.

Our destinies are woven together
by prophecy.

Is-- Is there maybe a hard copy
of this prophecy

that I could look at?

Preferably written in English
and not projected into my brain.

Wait. What are you doing?

My savior. My soulmate.

I've known you for like
five minutes.

The love of my life.
Will you be my--

Nico:
Sorry.

Am I interrupting?

Who the hell is this?

Chase:
I understand what you're saying,

but there is no way
the other kids

are gonna come back
without a fight.

Well, there is one way.

-If you convince them.
-Chase: Me?

(laughs) No, I am the last guy
they'd listen to right now.

They were mad when I left.

Gert loves you.
I saw it with my own eyes.

And heard it. From you.
A lot of love, Chase, so much.

-Too much?
-Chase: Gert called me a coward.

To someone like her, that is
the worst thing you can be.

If an emotional plea
won't work, try logic.

There's no longer any need
to stay away.

Jonah's gone,
the past is in the past.

We're asking
for a second chance,

and we are offering
everything we have.

Doesn't change the fact
that you're still murderers.

Your hands aren't exactly
clean anymore.

-Cat, we're trying the nice
thing here.
-Chase: Which I appreciate.

But I woke up with a sore neck,
and I'm pretty sure

it's because Nico stuck pins

in a voodoo doll
with my name on it.

Guys, I'm sorry, but I'm not
the right guy for this mission.

I'm afraid you're the only guy.

Son, you have got to give this
your best shot.

Or what?
This whole conversation started

with you saying that
none of 'em will get hurt.

None of 'em will get hurt...
if you succeed.

Robert:
We have the weapons
necessary to achieve our goal.

We don't want to use them.
But...

This is our last act of
diplomacy.

Stacey:
If they turn you down,

there's no other choice.
It's war.

And you know what
happens in war.

(theme music playing)

How many kingdoms...

how many lives were given
in pursuit of this treasure?

"High-fructose corn syrup."

Uh, many. Many lives.

(laughs)
But for future reference,

we don't really talk
with our mouths full.

Apologies.

Shapeshifter. Still getting
used to having a mouth.

(Leslie chuckles)

Gert:
They're not staying, right?

Please tell me
they're just passing through.

Karolina:
I don't know what
Xavin's plan is,

but it's definitely not leaving.

Nico:
I think it's more like a quickie
courthouse wedding,

followed by eternal happiness
and wandering the universe.

-Molly: Creepy.
-I didn't invite her.

But she did stay on the ship,

and she survived
our parents' attack.

We have a responsibility.

As for my mom, I don't know.
We haven't talked about it.

Well, this can't be a halfway
house for pregnant PRIDE members

and aliens with fairy tale
fixations.

Yeah, I agree. It's too risky.

We don't have any idea
what Xavin's motives are,

and your mom is untrustworthy,
to say the least.

No more roommates who aren't
one hundred percent in.

One is enough.
I don't need to say his name.

-(phone ringing)
-It's Chase.

What did I just say?!

Do not pick up that phone,
Alex Wilder!

-(ringing continues)
-Why not?

OK, I get why not,

but he wouldn't be calling
if it weren't important.

What's important to us
is not important to him.

Can you just decide? The sound
of the phone is really annoying.

-(ringing)
-Alex.

-Alex: Hey.
-Hey. Thanks for answering.

I know Gert's gotta be standing
here making that face.

-Um, no, not really.
- Listen,

I need you guys to meet me.

Yeah dude,
that's not happening.

I know you don't trust me,
and I get it,

but if I were gonna rat you out
to our parents,

they'd be in the middle
of your business already.

Fair point. But still,

- you're persona non grata
right now.
-I understand.

You hate me. But Alex,
I'm trying to keep something...

bad from happening.

- Something really bad.
-Go on.

I need to lay it out in person

so everyone can make the
decision that's best for them.

He wants to meet up.

-They're interested. Continue.
-OK.

Pick the time
and pick the place.

Anywhere that you guys feel
safe, I'll be there.

-I don't know...
- Alex. Alex,

please listen to me.
They have customized weapons.

Serious firepower that
they're gonna use on you guys.

I'm trying to keep
that from happening.

Alex:
OK.

-(phone beeps)
-Victor: Chase?

Hey. Uh, just called Alex.

It's happening.
They agreed to meet.

-Dad, you OK?
-Yeah. Yeah.

What's going on?
Why are these specs up?

Uh, I don't know.

They were like that
when I came down here.

I just thought you
left 'em running.

I'm sure I didn't.

Did you adjust these?

Who made these changes?

Not me.

Dad, are you all right?

These have been tuned

to make them considerably
more dangerous.

Who's doing this?

What is happening to me?

Chase:
It's getting worse.

-The illness.
-Ohh!

Chase:
Whatever it is,
it's progressing.

Victor:
I have these, um, spaces

where I feel like I'm drowning.

Dad.

We will beat this.

I promise.

But for now, please
change the specs back.

If I fail, I don't want
anyone getting hurt...

more than they have to.

I can change the specs back
on the computer, but...

the weapons have already
been produced.

I'm afraid it's too late.

When you were little,
still in a crib,

we used to hear you in the
morning, calling out to us.

"Somebody get the baby!"
(laughs)

I'd come in your room and you'd
hold your arms out to me,

and I'd pick you up and...

for just a few minutes,
it was me and you.

And I just wanted that
to go on and on.

But it couldn't, could it?

It's too late for us, Mom.

You have to go,

and be a better mom to that baby
than you were to me.

So you won't forgive me, ever?

Forgiveness is earned.

Over time. With deeds,
not words.

Isn't that a fundamental
Gibb teaching?

Yes.

Which is a whole other
thing to consider.

After what happened
in the crater...

I'm certain you are
the new head of the church.

What are you talking about?

When you took to the sky
and spread your wings,

you confirmed everything
in The Book of Gibborim.

They're gonna be
searching for you,

desperate for another encounter.

You're the messiah now Karolina.
Are you prepared for that?

No. Definitely not.

I can help you navigate
all of that,

but not if you push me away.

Nico:
You're not coming
because you're not invited!

Chase doesn't even
know you exist.

Xavin:
I don't require an invitation.

It should be assumed that I'd go
along to protect my betrothed.

Nico:
She protects herself.

And if she needs backup,
I've got it.

-Guys--
-If that's the case,

wouldn't it be better...

if there were twice the backup?

-(others gasp)
-Nico: Holy shit.

Am I-- Am I really this small?

Exact duplicate.

Karolina:
Xavin, please change back.

That creeps people out.

-I agree.
-And I don't need your
protection--

or anyone's.

I'm not so sure.

Is it a bad idea
to bring all the help you can?

Well, great.
Your mom gets a vote now?

I must go on this mission.

It is my destiny
to protect my betrothed.

Stop it. I am no one's
betrothed.

Or their messiah.

I decide where I go
and who I go with.

And for today,
I'm sticking with my friends--

my old friends.

Sorry, Xavin.

Then where does this leave me?

For now, it leaves you here...

to protect my mom and the house
until we get back.

It is a noble endeavor
to guard the Holy Mother

and the Haven. I accept.

And one more thing.

Would you stop calling me
your "betrothed"?

-It's a weird word.
-As you wish.

Chase:
Looks good on you.

Safety precaution.
No offense.

Gert:
I would just like it noted

that I am here under duress
and anything that I agree to

should be considered as such.

-Molly: She's really
pissed at you.
-Totally aware.

-We all are.
-If you can put aside
your hurt feelings

for one second, there are more
important things to discuss.

Gert:
More important than the complete
betrayal of your friends?

I'm here with an offer
from our parents.

-Nico: Oh, my God,
you're one of them.
-No I'm not.

Makes total sense.
You always wanted to go home.

Will you please listen?

They're coming for you
with everything they've got.

I've seen their weapons,
and you can't win.

We've heard that before,
yet here we are.

But this time it's different.

If they have to
hurt you, they will,

and believe me, they can.

But they'd prefer you to come
home without a fight,

and if you're willing to do
that, then PRIDE is ours.

Why would we want
a totally corrupt organization

and the hypocritical life
that comes with that?

Chase:
Because they would step back.

They would let us run it
however we choose.

We'd have resources for,

I don't know,
feminist empowerment projects,

feeding the poor,
educating the marginalized.

The stuff you're always
talking about,

we'd actually be able to do.

You really think they would just
disappear and leave us alone?

They're our parents. No way.

Guys, you don't understand.

This is your last chance.

Take it or leave it?

-I'll pass.
-Nico: Me too.

They're gonna use
the mind-wipe drug.

All the connections,

all the memories, everything
that binds us together,

will be erased forever.

That might not be
such a bad thing.

-What?
-Some of us didn't even
need a drug

to destroy our connection.

If you ask me...

getting rid of my memories
sounds kind of good.

Then I--I guess we're done here.

I'm certain of it.

(phone ringing)

Great.

-Hello.
-Tina: Well?

Chase:
They turned me down.

I'm not surprised.

If I can get Alex alone, then
maybe I can still convince him.

-If I can do that--
-Too late.

-Thank you for trying.
We're moving on.
-Wait. Tina--

-Tina: I'm assuming you all
heard that.
-Geoffrey: We did.

Everyone ready to roll out?

Dale:
Ahem! I'm starting to feel
a little... hyperventilating.

Do you mind if we
reconvene tomorrow?

Stacey can drive
if you can't handle it.

-Robert?
-Robert: Ready.

-Tina: Victor?
-I've got everything I need.

Let's do this. And Tina,
remember, make every shot count.

We can't reload.

Engaging now.

(computer beeps)

-Molly: What's that noise?
-I don't hear anything.

Karolina: Listen.

(faint whirring)

(whirring louder)

Whoa.

Chase was followed!

(drone firing rounds)

(dronefire continues)

-Nico!
-Ahh-- I'm having... tomatoes--

-What?
-(drones firing)

I mean--trouble--I--

I can't fry a--a bubble!
I'm scrambled.

Karolina:
This drone is doing
something to her!

It's covered in solar protection
of some kind.

They're jamming the
electronics, too!

-They thought of everything!
-(drone firing)

We gotta split up!
We gotta try and lose 'em!

-Everybody, go!
-Come on.

(dronefire continues)

(drone buzzing)

(whirring)

OK, it's out of ammo.

-What do we do now?
-Nico: We--

be--bird flappers.

That thing has totally
scrambled your brain.

Victor. Robert.
I ran out of darts.

Victor:
I knew you couldn't
control yourself.

Karolina:
We gotta get out of here.

I'm sure our parents are
on their way.

There's only one drone and two
of us, so if we split up,

one of us definitely escapes--
but hopefully both.

I-- I don't want--

to leave... you.

There's no leaving each other.
Not anymore.

No matter where we go,
what the distance is between us,

I will always come back to you.

OK? Everything's gonna be
all right, I promise.

I lamp you.

I lump you.

See you back at the hostel
in an hour.

(drone whirring)

OK, your mom is definitely
driving this thing.

I'm gonna lead it away.

Wait!

I love you.

Enough.

Tina:
I've locked onto Karolina.

Lost Nico.

Pulling up the CCTV feeds
in the park.

See if I can pick her up.

Molly and Gert are exiting
the park toward Franklin.

Stacey:
OK, we're on our way.

Molly, these boots were made

to support my self-image,
not my ankles!

-But they're gonna catch us!
-Just go without me!

-Oh!
-(drones buzzing)

Wait a minute.

Gert:
No, Molly, we cannot
steal a scooter!

It's not stealing when it's
borrowing it.

-(whooshing)
-Hah!

(computer beeps)

Ha! I'm two for two!

I understand drones
are annoying,

but that was totally
uncalled for.

Sorry, dude. Do you have
insurance
or something?

Insurance is a corporate swindle

invented to capitalize
on our inner fears.

You're totally speaking
my language.

What was your name again?

Hey, it's you!

-Molly: Gert!
-From the Wizard gala.

I was hoping I'd run
into you again.

-Earl.
-Oh, my God. Mothra guy?

Gert! They're here!

Quick, swap meet!
Sorry, gotta go!

Catherine:
Tina.

- You still got Alex?
-Tina: Yes.

He's a block away
from your current location.

Geoffrey:
We're on it.

Hey. Here ya go.

Thank you. Hot today, huh?

-(starts car)
-(wheels squeal)

Male Rapper:
♪ I ain't got much
in the bank ♪

♪ But I got a lot I could say ♪

♪ Tied up with goddesses, hey ♪

Let's "Baby Driver" this bitch.

(turns up music)

♪ Ride around with a renegade ♪

♪ You should take a seat,
save your energy ♪

♪ I try to heal the gods
with a band-aid ♪

Catherine:
We got eyes on Alex.

♪ I landed in Ibiza... ♪

-Shit!
-(revving engine)

♪ Need a Hottie Tottie
with a body, yeah... ♪

-Catherine: Geoffrey!
-Geoffrey: I got him.

Just get the tranq guns ready.

Gotta lose that thing.

(horn honking)

What is he doing?
He's gonna kill himself!

I shoulda never let him
play Grand Theft Auto.

-The drone is making it worse!
-Tina, enough with the drone!

You already wasted all the ammo!

We can see him just fine!

-What is you lose him?
-Geoffrey: We won't!

He's our son, Tina.
It's our call.

-If you insist.
- ♪ Watch me do this ♪

♪ It's always been more than
the music ♪

♪ You riding waves
on the back of my cruise ship ♪

♪Look, watch me, watch me ♪

♪ Watch me do this ♪

♪ Since 2012 I've been the
coolest,

♪ if you do not get it,
you foolish ♪

(tires screeching)

Karolina, you made it back.

Oh.

What happened?
What did Chase have to say?

I do not know this Chase you
speak of.

(scoffs) You--You can't do that.
That's a violation.

I don't understand.
You love Karolina.

I'm trying to make you more
comfortable by taking her form.

-Well, that's not the way.
-What way is it?

I was hoping Karolina
would have responded

to my courtship by now,
but nothing seems to work.

You're moving pretty fast
here, Xavin.

She hardly knows you.

And human attraction is

complicated
under any circumstance.

-What would you do?
-To be perfectly honest,

we have not had very good luck
with aliens around here.

I actually think you just
need to leave us alone.

-I can't.
-You could!

Karolina's so young, and in some
ways you're even younger.

I think you need to go out
and create a life of your own,

and come back
and see what happens.

You're gonna want my help
when they come for the baby.

-What?
-I read your biomarkers
immediately.

The baby you're carrying
is of royal lineage.

The Magistrate and his family
will not allow you to remain

in sole possession
of one of their own.

It isn't done.

OK, wait.

Wait, wait.

The Magistrate.

-Do you mean Jonah?
-That is what Karolina
called him, yes.

And his family-- What family?
We saw that ship explode.

The others escaped when I did.
They are Gibborim.

Unlike me. Xartan.

But in their light form,

I believe they simply
took on new hosts.

A vessel that was nearby.

-So he is still out there.
-Gathering his family, no doubt.

And they are...

to put it mildly, problematic.

Wait.

Do you think this meeting
with Chase, this...

Do you think this is part
of Jonah's plan

to lure Karolina back?

Very possible.

She's come back out
into the open.

Frogtown. Warehouse district.

Where the hell are you, Victor?

The last person to talk
to me like that

works in a
Malaysian toy factory

for fifteen cents an hour.

Last person who
talked to me like that

doesn't talk anymore.

(drone buzzing)

-(clank)
-Yes!

(panting)

I lost her!

Victor:
It's all right. I'm here.

Though she has
locked herself inside.

(birds chirping)

What are you doin' out here?

Just waiting for Dad
to come back.

-Are you worried?
-Shouldn't I be?

Look, I know you love
your friends.

But they made their choice...
and you made yours.

It's time to move on.

Aren't you ready for a new life?

A new life where I'll
remember my friends,

but they won't remember me?

What kind of life is that?

And don't offer to mind-wipe me.

If you have to keep a secret...

so that your friends can
survive, isn't it worth it?

This is exactly the type of
thinking that got you in--

got us into this mess!

No more secrets.

Dad's sick.
Sicker than he's ever been.

Yeah, I've noticed some things.
But he's been through a lot.

I think the tumor's coming back.

And now, weirdly,
his skin's flaking.

Flaking how?

White. Scaly.

-Holy shit.
-What?

It's not like dry skin's
worse than a brain tumor.

Maybe he just needs
a good moisturizer.

No, I--

I don't know how
to explain it, but...

he was in that healing algorithm
for a long time.

And injected with Jonah's DNA.

What if it's transforming
your dad into--

-Into an alien.
-Yeah.

No, no, no.
We can't let that happen.

We gotta save him.

Maybe Dad already
gave us what we need.

Come on.

Victor:
Karolina.

Sweetheart.

Come on out, now.

There's more at stake here than
just... parents and children.

And anything you might
be feeling--

resentment, anger--

it can all be overcome if we...

just sit down together...
and talk.

There's no need
to make this difficult.

-(rustling)
-Whoa.

(coughs)

(chuckling)
That was a good one.

Why are you even after me?

You already have Chase.
Why do I matter?

Because you're more important.

Stay down. I don't want
to have to do that again.

I'm not getting up.
I'm getting into position.

-For this.
-(object clatters)

(Karolina groans)

(sighs)

-(clatter)
-(groans)

-(clatter)
-(groans)

(panting)

Victor:
So strong.

You make me proud.

Hey! Don't touch that!

Have no fear, my betrothed.
These are simple toys.

Apologies, Karolina. I'll try
harder not to use that word.

Xavin.

Thought you died
in the explosion.

Wishful thinking, I guess.

Nothing will keep me from my
destiny, Magistrate.

Oh, not this shit again.

-Wait. You guys know each other?
-Victor: We did.

But since we no longer
have a ship,

we no longer have need of you.

You have a nasty habit

of inserting yourself
where you're not welcome.

Let me help you with that.

(Xavin cries out)

(Victor exhales)

You have no idea how much
that one can talk.

Especially on a long trip.

Karolina:
Wait. Dad?

Why are you doing this?
And how is it possible?

I--I don't understand.
I watched you die.

And I'm so sorry about that.

Believe me, it was painful
for both of us.

(sighs) But remember...

I warned you
I was gonna take everything.

That includes you.

Well, that's gonna be a problem.

-We have to get out of here.
-Do we?

What if they're still out there?

We can't just spend the rest
of our lives

in a kiosk that sells
men's socks.

-I'll go first.
-No--

How did you get to be
the strong one?

I'm supposed to be
the big sister.

Where do you think
I learned it from? Come on.

Molly:
There they are.

-Wait. What?
-Go.

Trust me.
Sisters forever, right?

I'm on Molly.

Gert:
Everyone thinks
that you're the nice one.

The levelheaded, concerned mom.
Another lie.

Stacey:
Honey, I understand
your disappointment.

Every kid that learns
the truth about their parents

thinks that they've discovered
something really big,

but honestly, it's like finding
out the stove is hot.

It hurts for a while,
and then you get a scar.

-Honey, look! Our special hats!
-Not anymore.

(Stacey groans)

Damnit.

-Mija, ponte en la línea.
- Ayuadame .

Ese hombre me está
persiguiendo.

Dale:
OK, OK.

Sorry. She's got some
boundary issues. You know kids.

But we've got a great therapist

we're workin' with
out in the Palisades.

Don't we, sweetie?

El no es mi papa.
No dejes que me toque.

-What'd you just say?
-I thought you
spoke Spanish, Dale.

I do. Food, mostly.

And some basic friendly
salutation,

which, judging by the looks
of these two,

I could probably use about now.
(laughs nervously)

Why don't we go home, sweetie,
OK?

Pedofilio! Pedofilio!

That one I understood.

Pedophile?
I'm a concerned parent!

Amigos,

comida? Tengo...

Stacey:
Hi. How much is this?

Twenty bucks, two for
thirty-five.

Excellent. I'll take both.
Can you break a hundred?

Ahh. I guess, maybe.

Let me see if Chuck at the
incense stand has change.

-Great.
-Chuck?

What's happened to you?
This isn't the Stacey I know.

No, it isn't.
It's a better version.

Who doesn't need glasses?

You know, between the poisoning
and the kidnapping,

when did you have time
to get Lasik?

We'll talk about that
when you're awake.

Stacey!

What did you do?

Stacey:
I did what was necessary
to restrain the youngling.

Now help me with her extraction.

Was my language
improperly understood?

(engine roaring)

(Alex panting)

Man:
Hey!

Catherine:
I don't see him.

-Shit, we lost him.
-That's impossible.

You saw him come
down here, right?

Yeah, I did. Damn.

-Catherine: Is it locked?
-Geoffrey: Yeah, it's locked.

Catherine:
Try it again!
Try the other door!

Geoffrey:
Over there.

Catherine:
Where'd he go?

Nico:
Mom?

Come out!

I know you're behind all this!

(waves pulsating)

Oh...
you didn't think the drones

were the only thing with
a subsonic wave generator...

did you?

We have plans inside of plans.

-Flip you.
-I love what it does

to your language center.

It's really kind of funny.

I don't mangle wander
in order to... glue this!

Good thing we sent the employees
home early.

Seriously, Nico, what do you
think this will accomplish?

Don't make me fight you.

Fly me.

Cry ski--

(grunts)

Yahh!

(Nico groans)

Last time I just had to stand by
and watch. This time I can't.

Nico, this is the last chance.
Please come home.

(Nico cries out)

(all grunting, yelling)

Now I can tell you
what I really think of you.

Don't waste your breath.

So sorry, sweetheart.

(waves pulsating)

(Nico roars)

(Nico groaning)

(roars, grunts)

(crackling)

Tina, what did you do?

This isn't me.
But I've seen this before.

Smash!!!

Robert?

Are you... OK?

Did you see her, Tina?

What's happened to Nico?

There may have been some things
about the Staff

I didn't tell you.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Don't worry. Don't worry.
Don't worry.

-(gunshot)
-Catherine: Was that a gunshot?

Geoffrey:
Yeah. Come on.

Geoffrey:
Is he on the phone?

Wow. You guys really think
you're untouchable, huh?

It would just be easier
if you got in the car.

Oh, I'm not getting in that car.

And if I were you guys,
I'd put those weapons down.

LAPD has a little thing about
black folks waving guns around.

We don't want to do this, Alex.
Don't make us.

I never made you do anything.

And let's be clear. Everything
that you guys have done

has been your choice.

Nobody forced you to kill those
kids.

Or to pull that trigger
on Darius.

You did that 'cause
you wanted to.

And now I get it.

It kinda feels good
to take somebody's life away.

Because with a little
help from Tamar

and an anonymous note
to a cold case detective--

(siren wails)

It's dominoes, bitch. Wash 'em!

Alex!

Cop:
Hold it right there!

Don't move.
Hands on your heads.

-Just wait a minute, OK?
Just wait!
-What's this all about?

We got a call about shots fired.

-And you just assumed it was us?
-There's a lawsuit waiting to
happen.

It was on the seat.
Still warm from being fired.

Got a tip about one of these.
If the bullets match,

someone's getting a promotion.

This your vehicle?

As his lawyer,
I'm advising him not to answer.

They're just gonna run the
plates, Cat.

Yeah. It's mine.

-Both of you turn around.
-Slowly.

Chase:
Wait. Did you kill her?

Why would I do that?

She's my daughter.

What?

That prototype is of no use.

-Chase, just throw it.
-(Victor sighs)

I'm really disappointed.

Both of you should be
quicker on the uptake.

If I wanted to use these
on Karolina,

I'd need to protect myself.

This suit is lined
for that specific reason.

But the inhibitors are for...
aliens. That should have worked.

But that's not any alien
in there.

That's Jonah.

What have you done with my dad?

(groans)

-(Old Lace growling)
-Old Lace! Hey!

I'm getting us out of here,
don't worry.

-(knocking)
-Dale: Sweetie?

All clear. All good!

When we get out of here,
I'm gonna have you eat him.

(roars)

Dale:
Hey, sweetie.
I do apologize for the pit stop.

That place was not clean.
(laughs)

You know your dad--
tiny bladder.

Where are we?

I know I haven't exactly been
the Father of the Year lately,

but I think in time
you will realize

that what I'm doing is actually

-for your own...
-For my own good.

benefit.

That's not possible
if it involves being kidnapped

and forced to run away
with you and Mom.

-I agree with you on that.
-Where is Mom?

Well, honey, that's kind of who
we're running away from.

What?!

Your mom's been acting
a little strange lately.

Erratic. Violent.

Actually, some might say
bloodthirsty.

-You don't say.
-And your sister,

thankfully, she got away safely,

so I thought the best
thing for us to do

would be go on the road.

Off the grid. Just until your
mom works through her issues.

-So let me get this straight.
-OK.

My murderous father
is taking me on the lam

because he's afraid of
my even more murderous mother.

Pretty much nailed it.

Wha-- Dale!

You know me--
they call me Mr. Bright Side.

You and I, we have not gone
on a road trip in a long time.

We're gonna have fun,
listen to some tunes,

play the game
with the license plates.

And before you say anything,

Phish Live From the Gorge, '99.

Are you the Wolfman's Brother?

Beautiful sound,
from the soundboard,

Trey's solos are delectably
tasty. So good.

You ready to float down the sea
like Prince Caspian?

Let's do it.

(Old Lace growls)

(sighs)

I don't know why
it took you so long to get here.

I left messages everywhere.

Stacey:
I had to transfer Gert
to her father.

Tina:
I had a medical emergency
with Robert.

Plus it's hard to keep these
host personalities in check.

This particular vessel
is a control freak.

Victor:
We're still missing one.

-Anyone heard anything?
-Unfortunately, no.

He's our son. And you know
how unpredictable he is. Wild.

Perhaps he's struggling
with his host as well.

That still doesn't
answer the question

of Brother's whereabouts.

Who's the host?

If it was one of the parents
we would know by now.

There is one thing
we haven't considered.

Stacey:
It could be...

one of the kids.

Male Vocalist:
♪ All the beauty
in your face... ♪

-Nico, you made it!
-Oh. Yeah.

I'm not sure how, though.
It's a little fuzzy.

Alex:
Hey! Everybody OK?

Molly:
Yeah, but where's Gert?

-I thought she was with you.
-We got split up.

I was sure she'd make it.

Nico:
Same with me and Karolina.

Oh, God.

No, no, I-- God, I knew
we should have stayed together.

-She'll be back. They both will.
-Nico: No, Molly.

Chase was right about this!

Our parents, they won,
and they won't stop!

Let's not jump to conclusions.

What if they already
mind-wiped Gert?

What if I never get to see
her again?

I can't lost Karolina like I
lost Amy. I just...

I can't! I ca--

-(footsteps approach)
-Wait. There she-- she isn't.

-Molly: Xavin.
-Leslie: What's happened?

Where is Karolina?

I failed.
The Magistrate has her.

The one you call Jonah.

Wait. No. Jonah's dead.
I-- I killed him.

You killed his host.
The body his energy inhabited.

So he can't be killed?

The Magistrate will be difficult
to destroy, but not impossible.

Unfortunately, he's not the
only one we'll need to kill

to get Karolina back.

It's his family as well.

So it's not just our parents
we're up against.

But a family of aliens as well.

And we're all that's left?!

Hey. It's OK.
We're gonna figure it out.

We have each other.

(crying)

Sorry, dear, I'm not sure
what we're looking at here.

Well, building a new ship
will be complicated.

Could take a generation.
Maybe two.

Which makes survival
challenging.

It's clear these hosts
are fragile.

Incapable of containing us
without... complications.

Exactly.

Humans use refrigeration

to keep their food fresh
before they feast.

These healing tubes
provide that service.

We're going... to eat them?

So to speak.

We select a human to sacrifice

in an energy conversion pod
of my design.

Thus taking their life force
to fuel our own.

So...

which one... looks the tastiest?

(music playing)