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Feena.

Bad dream?

Bad memory.

Here.

I brought you some
warm water and weeds.

Not sure if that makes
it a soup or a tea,

but it's packed with
nutrients either way.

Thank you, Abram.

Anything else I can get you?

Another blanket?

A listening ear?

The virus left me
rattled is all.

Bit of a scare, you know?

I'm glad you didn't die
so soon after being reborn.

I'll drink to that.

It's awful.

I know.

I think the weeds are
even worse in a soup.

It's fine.

Thank you.

I'll work on it.

Nice shot!

I wasn't aiming for that one.

You make the bow?

Found it.

Not great, but I've got to give
the settlers credit for trying.

Soup.

No offense to your
cooking, Abram,

but I think the Sparks
gave us these plants

to amuse themselves.

Or they remade us
with faulty taste buds.

Well, with any luck,

I'll find some game and
get us some real food.

You think it's safe to hunt
outside the force field?

I wasn't vegetarian
in my last life.

Not about to start now.

Are there any spices or
anything we could put in here

so it doesn't taste like a...

Wet dog hair?

Maybe the settlers grew
and dried herbs somewhere.

If they have,
I haven't found any,

but I'll keep looking.

Please do.

So, Sparks can make
a human being,

but they can't make a plant
that tastes good?

Apparently.

Come on.

You've been at this place
for a year.

Nothing here that can help?

This facility is vast.

Let's go see.

What's this?

A door.

Why'd the settlers seal it up?

You should open it and find out.

Yeah.

I should.

Duncan, if you can hear me,
please answer.

Please.

Miss Abbington.

Special Agent James Duncan.

I was told that,
that you wanted to see me.

Is that my file?

It's a copy of it, yeah.

Then you know why I'm here.

Actually, no.

See, Correction said that they
released you only an hour ago,

which means that you came
straight here to see me

after six years in prison.

Six years, five months,
fourteen days.

I didn't work your case,
Miss Abbington,

so if you have some sort of
grudge against the Bureau...

Gregory Palmer.

Your accomplice.

We both want to find him.

Maybe I can find him
without your help,

but you sure can't find him
without mine.

I'm not in Cybercrimes,
I'm in Missing Persons.

Well, then, here's a name
you'll remember:

Malcolm Burns.

Went missing seven years ago.

You found his body
and his suicide note.

Yeah.

Yeah, I remember.

He lost his business,
and his pension.

Because of me and
Gregory Palmer.

Your fraud scheme wrecked
Malcolm Burns' life.

Probably the lives of hundreds
of other people as well.

And now you want to catch the
other guy responsible and what,

send me to visit the
victim's family,

give them some sort of closure?

Is that about right?

I'm not proud of what I've done,
Agent Duncan.

I can't set it right.

But maybe I can help.

No, Miss Abbington, you can't.

Whatever fairytale endings
you thought up in prison...

That's exactly what they are.

Fairy tales.

Destroyed lives stay destroyed.

And if you need some sort of
help stomaching your guilt,

I'd suggest you see a therapist.

Hey, Feena.

Ezra, you want to knock, please?

I'm sorry, I didn't see a
"do not disturb" sign anywhere.

So, any progress?

I thought I had it,
and now it won't even turn on.

What's that?

Picked it up in the courtyard.

A glyph from the rings.

That Skin Rider knew
what these symbols mean.

I think the previous
settlers did too.

If they put it on jewelry,

it must have meant
something to them.

I've seen it before.

During the invasion.

Where?

On a box at my parents' cabin.

Did you ask them what it meant?

Never got the chance.

Hey.

I need to show you something.

What's in there?

No idea.

But all three of us should
be here when I open it.

Why?

I don't know.

I just know that's what
we're supposed to do.

Maybe you shouldn't
have uncovered

what the settlers
clearly sealed up.

Maybe we should.

Maybe it'll tell us
what happened to them.

Maybe it's a threat.

It isn't.

How do you know?

I can't explain it.

It's like a calm certainty.

Like something is
pulling us inside.

You don't feel that?

No.

Well, I do.

Wait!

I don't think the
settlers made this.

I think someone
tried to break it.

Hey, don't!

Your parents ever taught you,
"look, but don't touch"?

It's not going to hurt us.

You know what this is?

It's called the Obelisk.

What's it for?

Ask Abram.

Don't look at me.

I don't know what it is.

What is it doing?

Speaking.

He's a brother, Jax,
not an enemy.

He's a deserter.

His companion is sick.

Should we blame him for that?

Give us a moment.

Want some jerky?

Go on, eat.

The humans call our companions
parasites because they believe

that the companion controls us,

that it robs us
of our free will.

Doesn't it?

Were you a perfect person
in your first life?

Of course not.

So you made mistakes.

Decisions you regret.

Everyone makes mistakes.

Were you ever hurt
by those mistakes?

Or hurt by the mistakes
of others?

That's what you get

when you make all your
decisions by yourself.

Pain.

Shame.

Sorrow.

And no one to blame
but yourself.

But with a companion,
you don't have to decide.

It stops us from making
stupid mistakes.

It saves us from
sorrow and pain.

That's freedom, Duncan.

A friend who understands us
and keeps us in perfect harmony.

Why would you want to
run away from that?

Because that isn't freedom.

It's the opposite.

I'm sorry to hear you say that.

What are you going
to do with me?

Heal your companion so
you're no longer confused.

These are the symbols
from the rings.

This is the one you showed me.

If only I knew what it meant.

It means "knowledge."

You knew all along
what those symbols mean

and you didn't say anything?

I don't know what they mean.

I didn't know what that meant
until now.

You guys didn't
feel that either?

What, exactly?

When the glyph appeared
on the surface,

the explanation came into my
head with absolute clarity.

Neither of you experienced that?

Maybe you had to
have touched it.

The Obelisk knows
who's ready to hear it.

So you're saying it chose him?

I don't like this.

Me neither.

Wait, wait.

This might mean something.

Well, whatever it means,
the settlers didn't like it

and I'm guessing we
won't like it either.

The settlers didn't
see this message.

How do you know?

Because it's directed to us.

You're reading this?

Not reading.

I'm not sure if this is an
alphabet or an ideograph

or what.

I don't know where one word ends
and another begins.

I just know it's for us.

You only think you know.

It's teaching me,
telling me what it means.

Please...

Just give me a minute.

It's getting in his head
like a Skin Rider.

Stop touching it!

Feena, please.

You want to back me up?

We need to know whatever the
Obelisk is trying to tell us.

I don't trust this thing.

Me neither.

But I trust Abram.

Abram?

I'm all right.

Just tired all of a sudden.

You see?

I told you this was a bad idea.

I'm fine.

Just give me a sec.

You said it had
a message for us?

It's a contract.

If we do what they ask,
they'll give us more people.

Who's "they"?

Whoever's on the other
end of the Obelisk.

They didn't say.

"Give us more people," like who?

The drones carry
multiple brain states,

not just ours.

Dozens, and their genomes.

So if the drones have
a person's data,

the Sparks can bring them back?

Apparently.

What do they want us to do?

There's a weapon
buried east of here.

They want us to recover it.

Why?

If they told me,
I didn't understand them.

Who do we get to bring back?

Not our choice.

If the Sparks and drones
restore someone,

it'll be because that person has
skills the community needs.

We have to find that weapon.

You're going along
with this now?

Well, that's why
we're here, isn't it?

To restore the human race?

How else are we going to do it?

I'm not starting a family
with either of you.

Usually,

women wait until
I ask before they say,

"Not if you're the
last man on Earth."

Hey, the Skin Riders
are still out there.

If we go outside
that force field,

we endanger ourselves.

And we stay here and do nothing?

What do we accomplish?

We don't have enough food
to feed ourselves,

much less more people.

The Sparks can make
more plants to eat.

More people can hunt.

Do you want a community or not?

And how do we know
that this Obelisk

can keep its side of
the bargain?

It doesn't reconstitute people;
The drones and the Sparks do.

We obey the Obelisk.

So the Obelisk is the boss.

No wonder they
locked it in a room.

It's not our enemy.

You said so yourself, Ezra.

If we're going to restart
the human race,

we need genetic diversity.

That means more people.

So, where exactly
is this weapon?

Yellow has the
weapon's location.

If you don't find it
by nightfall...

We'll head back.

Good luck.

You led Abram to the Obelisk.

You knew it was there.

I didn't make him open the door.

What is that thing?

Is it alive?

It's a communication
device and a shield generator.

So it creates the force field.

It was installed here to
help protect reborn humans.

Then why did the previous
settlers seal it off?

And try to destroy it?

Are you certain
that's what happened?

If it's a communication device,
who are we communicating with?

And if you can speak
in our own language,

why doesn't the Obelisk?

That's a question
for the Obelisk.

Just when I think
you're on our side.

I'm not your drone, Ezra.

It's up to you to decide
if you are on our side.

Whose side?

The Sparks?

The Obelisk?

Those who made the Obelisk and
me and brought the Sparks here.

And who are they?

And where are they?

Less talk, more walk.

Come with me.

Space for one more?

I'm not sparring
with a deserter.

Duncan didn't desert.

His companion is sick.

He's more human than anything.

I'm always happy
to strike a human.

He'll kill you if you
give him the chance.

Perhaps this is why you
went extinct, human.

Poor reflexes.

Down on all fours like
the animal that you are.

There's no sport in this.

If you're going to bleed,

you might as well be
holding a weapon.

Is this what your
first life was like?

Falling?

Losing?

That's enough!

My enhancements to Duncan
were better than I thought.

Otherwise, he couldn't
have beaten you.

Enhancements?

I'll show you how it's done.

I lied to spare you
embarrassment

in front of your men.

There are no enhancements.

I was testing a theory.

How many times has
Duncan beaten you?

Before today, never.

Because you were both equally
united with your companions.

He's a better fighter
because his companion is ill?

Not better, faster.

Our companions bring
many benefits, but...

the price is braintobody
communication

requires a few more steps.

Synapses must pass through
two brains instead of one.

A fraction of a second
difference.

In battle, all the
difference in the world.

So humans will always
have an advantage?

Unless we remove neural
pathways from our human brain

without damaging cognition
or motor function...

We'd remove the delay.

And give greater control
to our companions.

What you're talking about...
It's brain surgery.

On a cellular level.

Beyond our capabilities, yes.

But not beyond a drone's.

Am I wrong, Duncan?

You have more experience
with drones than we do.

They gave us our brain state,
activated our minds.

If anyone can manipulate
our neural pathways,

it's a drone.

Theoretically.

There.

You see?

Yeah.

A theory that we can't pursue.

We don't have a drone.

No.

But I know a few humans who do.

This is the contract?

Yep.

What does this one mean?

No idea.

I'm learning this bit by bit.

Maybe these three together
are one syllable.

Maybe that's how
you write "baa".

How do you know what it means
if you can't read it?

I don't know.

Well, it's a stupid
communication system.

Why show us glyphs at all

if it's going to give you
the meaning anyway?

Because I don't know the
meaning until I see the glyph.

That's reading.

It's not.

Reading is understanding the
mechanics of a language.

How words are formed,
sentences, syntax, structure.

I look at this and
I don't get any of that.

Well, how'd you know
this is for us

and not the previous settlers?

I just know.

That's not good enough.

What if it gives this
feeling to everyone,

even though the message
is hundreds of years old,

so you only think
that it's for us?

Some experiences
can't be explained.

That's a copout.

It's true.

I can't give you an
understanding of my experience.

You have to discover it
for yourself.

So you're saying the Obelisk
will speak with me?

I don't know.

You haven't tried.

I'm getting something.

You are?

It says, "Abram is..."

"Abram is a moron."

Yeah.

Ha.

Don't you have a
drone to repair?

Yeah.

"Abram is a moron."

You.

Hello, Feena.

Red Drone's projecting
holograms again.

I'm not a hologram.

I'm a manifestation of light.

Yeah, yeah, I heard the spiel.

Can the red drone
project Duncan?

Who?

Duncan.

He appeared to me.

He's one of the brain states
in the drone.

The drone is telling me
it's best if I help you.

Help me do what?

Repair the drone.

You and I already tried.

It didn't work.

Red says we should try again.

Look, no offense to you,

but I would work
better with Duncan.

Red thinks that would
be a distraction.

I'm afraid you're stuck with me.

Looking for someone?

You're a hard person to find.

I prefer not to be found.

I...

I wanted to apologize
for the other day.

I was out of line.

You were trying to do right

and I had no business
discouraging you.

You met the people I stole from.

I wouldn't trust me either.

I also read the rest
of your file.

Said you turned yourself in.

You helped the FBI track down
most of the money.

That's why I only
served six years.

But then why come to me?

Why not go to the agents
assigned to the case?

'Cause you're eager,
smarter than you look...

A departure from the stuffy,
cleanshaven type.

And you're the only person
that would meet with me.

How many agents had
you asked before me?

Nine.

Plus you have access to
the databases I need.

Could hack them,
but trying to stay clean.

You can't hack the FBI.

Have you hacked the FBI?

I like to think of myself
as a different person now.

All right.

But just don't think
that I'm doing this

to help you feel better
about yourself.

I wouldn't want your help
if you were.

I'll contact you.

This is it.

You sure?

Here.

How deep am I going?

Four feet.

Seriously?

This thing couldn't be hidden
in a tree trunk or something?

Don't infect him.

Because he's your brother?

Because we need a human
as a test subject.

And the drone?

As little damage as possible.

You need to fuse
those cells together.

Well, if I do, it's permanent.

He'll lose functionality
on this line.

It's not a critical system.

He says it's okay.

You sure?

Yes.

'Cause it looks like this
line goes to the core,

and if we fire the core,

we're going to lose
brain states.

He says it's fine.

All right.

Your funeral.

Now, that's promising.

He did that before,
and then he lost power again.

He says this time's different.

You know, it would be easier if
I could speak to him directly.

Sorry.

I'm not trying to be annoying.

I'm Lynn, by the way.

Did I tell you that last time?

I didn't ask last time
or this time.

What about you?

Your name, Feena...

Is that short for something?

Sarafeena.

Pretty.

So this man you asked about...
Duncan.

Is he a friend of yours?

No, he's a random stranger.

Yes, he's a friend.

More than that, really.

I hope you find him.

Well, I won't if I can't
fix this piece of junk.

Red can hear you, you know.

Well, I'm not worried

about hurting his little
machine feelings.

What did you say
your name was again?

Lynn.

You married?

Yes.

To Ezra.

Do you know him?

Hello, Duncan.

Did you know that
when a human body

detects a foreign substance,
it rejects it?

A virus, an infection.

Parasite.

Yes.

A parasite.

The body's natural defenses

attack these invaders
relentlessly,

and the body would
attack our companion too,

but the companion tells
the body biochemically,

"You need not hurt me.

"I belong here.

I am one with you."

And the body believes it
because it's true.

But sometimes the body
doesn't listen

and it attacks the companion.

The companion grows ill.

But if the companion dies,
the human dies.

It's better to be dead
than be a slave.

Wrong.

Better to heal the companion
with a drink.

Why would Sparks
heal a parasite?

Because the Sparks
heal all life.

That is their nature.

When an organism
is fully formed,

the Sparks will heal it.

We only have a few left,
but here.

Heal your companion, Duncan.

I would rather die.

I'm afraid that's not an option.

I've got a miracle of
technological engineering

hovering beside me,

and I'm digging a hole
with a glorified spoon.

I would help, but...

Yeah, you don't want to
get your fingernails dirty.

Can't you blast a ray at
the ground or something?

Break up this dirt at least?

You misjudge my capabilities.

A man can dream.

What is this weapon, anyway?

I'm risking my neck for it.

I deserve to know what it is.

I'm not sure of the best
translation... incinerator?

Sounds like nitroglycerin
or something.

Is it?

If I hit it with a shovel,

I'm not going to go up
in a mushroom cloud, am I?

It's not explosive.

It can only be used against
one target on this planet.

That's a relief.

So, what's the target?

It eradicates the Skin Riders.

You didn't say anything
about killing Skin Riders.

Your purpose cannot be achieved

while the Skin Riders
remain a threat.

My brother's a Skin Rider.

I'm not going to keep
digging this weapon up

if you're going to
use it to kill him.

I'm not going to use it.

You are.

And it only affects the Rider...
The parasite.

If we kill the parasite,
will Silas die?

If the only way
to free your brother

is for his human body to die,

what would he want you to do?

If Silas dies, can you and
the Sparks remake him?

That's something that neither
you nor Silas nor I can decide.

Well, who decides?

The deciders.

This hole won't dig itself.

The cheap answer
is his sense of humor.

He has one?

I mean, that's what you say
at dinner parties.

The real reason I love him...

He thinks about other people.

What they need and
what might hurt them.

And then he does all he can
to make them safe.

So he's the only completely
altruistic human who ever lived?

Well, he expects
loyalty and love.

Everyone expects that.

Most don't get it.

We always had his loyalty.

And his love.

So tell me what's
wrong with him.

Nothing.

So, recorded brain states
can lie.

He hates to lose.

He can't stand having
idiots tell him what to do.

And you always have to explain

why you need him
to do something,

and when he loves somebody,
he's terrified of losing them.

Well, I like his weaknesses
better than his virtues.

Thank you, Feena.

You're welcome.

Who has this many aliases?

A man with 14 million
dollars to protect.

Yeah, well,

if I have to look at one more
flight record tonight,

my eyes will melt.

You do know that there are
several people on staff

looking for this guy, right?

I mean, not to mention
the dozen or so agents

from when the case was hot?

He's not a priority.

He gets a cursory look
every now and then.

Come on, the Bureau's not
that inattentive.

Didn't you read the case file?

Yeah.

I stand corrected.

The Bureau is a bunch
of sleeping pandas.

I'm done.

You should take a break too.

There's this new thing
called sleep.

A lot of doctors recommend it.

You know, the one thing
I can't figure is

what did you see in this guy?

I mean, technically,
he's still your fiance.

He was kind to me.

I wasn't used to that.

Just...

You deserve better.

Hello?

Are you still there?

The contract is gone.

And that means something?

Knowledge.

Duty.

Labor.

Creation.

Selfmastery.

Peace.

Community.

Mercy.

Justice.

The glyphs from the rings.

Why are you showing me this?

What are you trying to say?

They're virtues.

Are they important to you?

Is this your religion?

I can feel that you
want me to understand.

But I don't.

Quickly.

What is that?

This?

It's just something I dug up.

Move left.

Tranquilizer.

Considering his size
and body mass,

I estimate we have two minutes
before he regains consciousness.

Grab the weapon.

What did it do to him?

It's technical.

Then be technical.

Pulsed microwaves at
a specific frequency

change the concentration
of neurotransmitters

in the parasite brain
to lethal levels.

So it kills on contact?

That's the defensive
mechanism on the housing.

The weapon inside has
a much larger purpose.

What purpose?

He's starting to move.

I suggest we get going.

It won't harm humans.

Are those the graves of
the previous settlers?

You lied to us.

You said we'd find people here.

I brought you here
believing that was true.

You had to have known that
there was something wrong.

We didn't know why we had
lost contact with the settlers.

So you brought us here
knowing there might be trouble.

I brought you here because
I was ordered to do so.

Because the human race
must thrive.

Why are you so
committed to that?

You and the Obelisk
and the Sparks?

Do you not support the effort?

Ezra believes you withheld
some of our memories.

That true?

Why do you ask?

Because if it's true,

I want to know why I
have the memories I do.

Memories you wish
you didn't have.

All memories, and the lessons
you gain from them,

are critical in shaping
who you are, Feena.

Will you bring back Duncan?

That is not for me to decide.

Will he remember
what I did to him?

If he doesn't remember,

I'm quite sure
you will tell him.

Singapore.

You sure?

I have a colleague there.

He followed Palmer
and took pictures.

It's him.

It's going to be a beast
trying to extradite him.

There's a contact on this drive.

A top field agent at the SID.

He'll help.

Is he a friend of yours?

He owes me a favor.

You know, the FBI has
hired felons before.

I could put in a
good word for you.

Just see that the money
goes where it belongs.

No, wait.

Come on.

No goodbye?

No celebratory moo goo gai pan?

No thanks for the help?

That being said,

you did, you know,
80% of the work.

Eightyfiveish.

Thanks for the help.

I hope that's not poison ivy.

You shouldn't be
outside the barrier.

I'm 40 yards away,
and when I put this in the soup,

it will be worth it.

Is that the weapon?

Come with me to the Obelisk.

Now what?

No idea.

They can send us messages.

Can we send one to them?

I don't know how.

I've asked it

dozens of questions,
but it never answers.

It just keeps showing me
the same ten virtues

over and over again.

What message did
you want to send?

That weapon was designed
to kill Skin Riders.

And I don't want any part of it.

We can't just
defy the Obelisk, Ezra.

We need their help.

We don't even know who they are.

No, but we do know...

They have an agenda, Abram.

Yeah.

One that includes
restoring the human race.

So they say.

We're alive, aren't we?

Three people isn't enough.

Not if we want
genetic diversity.

Not if we want to
increase our chances.

We are an endangered species.

This is the key
to changing that.

He's right, Ezra.

Lynn?

Lynn?

That's a hologram.

Lynn's brain state is
stored in Red Drone.

You knew this?

Feena told me
while you were gone.

They can remake her.

If we comply.

What about my daughter, Kylie?

Do you have her brain state
and DNA too?

Yes.

So you're holding my family
hostage until I do what you say.

Your family is not hostage,
Ezra, if they do not exist.

Ezra doesn't decide for me.

I choose to help the human race,
whatever that takes.

You don't know what
you're promising, Abram.

Here's what I know:

We were dead.

Now we're not.

You're a hard person to find.

He's being extradited
this afternoon.

Direct flight to JFK.

I just, thought you
might want to know.

Four months.

Took you long enough.

We're the government.

The wheels turn
slowly sometimes.

An email would've sufficed.

Not for me.

Can I walk with you?

You don't know where I'm going.

I'll find out when we get there.

If you can keep up.

Brain state recorded.