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My name is Molly Woods.
I'm an astronaut.

My husband John,
a robotics engineer,

created a lifelike
robot called a Humanich.

We adopted the prototype as our son.
His name is Ethan.

Everything changed when I went
to space on a 13-month solo mission.

I didn't come home alone.

- I'm pregnant.
- How is that even possible?

The child, part human, part alien,

was unlike anything
the world had ever seen.

How did you get so big so fast?

And he was dangerous.

- Eventually...
- Run!

I lost both of my sons.

- Ethan!
- Mom!

And my husband.

Some people say I've gone crazy.

This is a cover-up!
That's what this is!

Get your hands off of me!

I say there's more to the story.
It's up to me to find the truth

before it's too late.

Previously on Extant:

To your best knowledge,
no alien life-forms

have set foot on the planet Earth.

Are you sure he's dead?

- He was dangerous, Molly.
- Ethan!

The Humanich has been declared
the property of the U.S. Government

- for reasons of national security.
- He's not property, he's our son!

- When am I going home, Julie?
- This is your home now.

We think you're not
quite ready for re-entry.

You hear about that woman?
Her belly blown open?

I am really not a lunatic.

Says the lady that
broke out of Crazy Acres

and then trespassed
onto my crime scene.

I think I might know
what happened here.

That's a court order,

she's a material witness
in a homicide investigation.

I'll have her back in 72 hours,
no worse for the wear.

Wanna tell me what
the hell this is about?

This isn't a murder investigation.
It's an invasion.

How are we, Shayna?

SEAL team is in position,
awaiting your orders.

Put it up on the big screen.

- Bravo Team in position.
- Alpha Team ready to breach.

- Status?
- Target has been confirmed.

We've got him surrounded.

Sir, Alpha Team is ready to breach.
Awaiting your go.

Right.

- Send them in.
- That is a go. Alpha Team, go.

Go! Move! Move!

Northwest corridor is clear.

Enemy contact,
second floor southeast.

We've got eyes on the target.

That is a visual match.
You are clear to engage.

Let us see your hands!
Do not move! Put your hands up!

What are you doing? Unh!

- Wait! Stop! At your six!
- Put the gun down!

- They're turning on each other?
- Get them out of there.

Alpha Team, stand down.
Disengage and fall back.

If you can hear me,
Alpha Team, disengage and fall back.

Do not engage the target.

Abort mission. I repeat,
abort mission.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Reset.

- What's going on?
- It's Molly Woods.

She's out.

Where are we going?

- Back to the Recovery Center.
- Why?

I don't believe in little
green men with ray guns.

And neither do I.

The minute you start
talking about aliens,

we go back to the funny farm.

Okay, then what happens
to your case, Sherlock?

All right. It's time for your meds.
Maybe it'll make the Martians go away.

Nope. Not taking them.

Look, I signed you out
of Crazy Acres,

which makes me responsible
for your actions, all right?

I can't have you running around
like some kind of drooling maniac.

So take your damn pills.

Oh, come on.

If you signed a drooling
maniac out of Crazy Acres,

that's because I'm your only hope
to solve this case.

So if you want me to help you

and tell you how I know she
was pregnant, for example,

then I have to think clearly
and that means no pills.

- Start talking.
- Feed me first.

Ethan, breakfast!

So I know it's not the weekend

but I broke down and made
chocolate chip pancakes.

I'm having whipped cream
on mine, don’t judge me.

How's your new room?

I had to look on three different
websites to find that comforter.

It's not the same.

Well, it's not exactly the same
but it's pretty close, don't you think?

- Pancakes or cereal? Dealer's choice.
- I don't want any.

Come on,
they have chocolate chips in them.

- I hate chocolate chips.
- You do not. Come on.

- Before it gets cold.
- I said I don't want any.

- Fine. What do you want?
- I want my parents.

Ethan, we talked about this.
That isn't possible right now.

- Your dad is gone.
- But my mom's still alive.

She's not able
to take care of you right now.

But I can go home
when she's better, right?

We'll see.
But for now, in the meantime,

you're doing great here.

You have your room
and your games and your toys

and pretty soon,
it's gonna feel like home.

But it's not my home.

- It is for now.
- Well, I hate it.

All right, get dressed,
we're going to work.

- I'm not going.
- Ethan, get dressed!

You're not my mom!

Ripped By mstoll

Can I get you anything else?
Coffee? Tea?

- Rack of lamb?
- No, I'm good.

All right. Let's try this again, shall we?
How'd you know she was pregnant?

- I recognized the symptoms.
- From where?

- And please, don't tell me "aliens."
- An old friend.

An astronaut
who was impregnated in space.

Impregnated by who?

Well, you just told me not to say it.

You do know
that I was an astronaut, right?

Well, I've spent lots
of time in deep space,

doing experiments on organisms
and how they adapt and survive.

And when I was out there,
I came across this alien spore.

And somehow, it may have
made its way back to Earth.

Let me get this straight.

You're telling me
that my perp is a spore?

I can't put a spore in a lineup.

If that alien spore
infected a human being

- and then, that human being--
- Is impregnating women?

How would we know?

- Blood sample. From the victim.
- I can get that from evidence.

It's gotta be from
when she was pregnant.

- How'd you get a game on here?
- I reprogrammed him.

Ethan, you're not allowed
to reprogram the tutor-bots.

- His name is Richard.
- "Richard" is for learning.

I want you to put him
back the way he was.

- Ethan, I said please--
Hey. Julie.

What's the Black Widow doing here?

- Oh, can you?
- Yeah, I got him. Go.

Anna, what a pleasant surprise.

Richard, buddy,
you're gonna have to keep it down.

Oh, get that one! Oh!

I was expecting a build
verification two weeks ago.

- I know.
- I understand there's been

some growing pains
with the new staff?

It's not just the new staff.
It's all new concepts and processes.

Ethan had almost
a decade of programming

by experience of human interaction.

We're trying to give Lucy twice
that much in a fraction of the time.

We've skipped over every safety
protocol John would've taken.

No disrespect to your predecessor,
but we don't have the luxury

of doing things the old way, Julie.
I need to see a test. Today.

Heh. That's impossible.

We're still fine-tuning
the ethical adapter algorithms.

They didn't even exist
when Ethan was built.

He learned right and wrong from us,

this Humanich's learning
from an equation.

Okay, Julie,
I am sympathetic to your situation

but if I don't show my
superiors some progress,

they will find someone
else who can deliver.

You know that's the deal.
You have until tonight.

The 16th.

That was the first
and last time I saw her.

She'd done a home version of the
test but she wanted to know for sure.

Please don't touch that.

- Did you do a blood test?
- No, never got the chance.

She decided to terminate.

But she never showed
up for her appointment.

That was the last I heard
of her till I saw the news.

There was no mention
of the father at all?

She seemed determined
to deal with it alone.

I'd say there's a good chance
it was a casual acquaintance.

- A one-night stand.
- Okay.

Well, thank you for your time.

Did she mention anything
unusual about her pregnancy?

Legally, you're bound to tell
us anything that could be relevant

to our murder investigation.

There were, uh, complications.

The baby's growth was accelerated.

Yes.

And at first, I thought, well,
maybe she'd miscounted the weeks.

- But I was on Metro-MedNet...
- What's that?

A VR chat room for docs in the area.

There was a colleague
across town asking advice,

- she has a similar case.
- There's another one?

- When did you talk to her?
- This morning.

There's your next victim.

We need her to trust us, okay?

If her baby has the same father,
she can give us a description.

I know how to conduct
an investigation.

And, by the way, I'm the investigator,

you are the sidekick
that doesn't talk.

You have control issues.

- Are you Zoe Grant?
- Yes.

Detective Richter, Special Patrol.

What's this about?

I'm in the middle
of a homicide investigation.

We think the father of your child

may have some information
regarding the case.

Can I help you with something?

Once you fill out the online form,

they use a matchmaker algorithm
to pick your ideal mate.

And then you set up a coffee date

in the
Reverie Meet-and-Mingle lounge.

So you don't actually
meet face-to-face.

Not at first. Only your avatars.

We like to say it was
love at first byte. With a

Seven years and counting.

And now
you're gonna be parents.

And was, um, this pregnancy
planned or...

Complete accident.
But a happy one, of course.

We planned to wait

until genetic selection
procedures were more accurate.

Gen-Sel would have made
sure the baby had her eyes.

Oh, God.

- Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.
- No, it's fine.

No biggie. I'll get a towel.

Zoe, Mike's not the father
of this baby, is he?

- Molly!
- What?

You don't have to tell him
but you do have to tell us.

- You could be in real danger.
- All right, take it easy.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Zoe, the baby is growing
too fast, isn't it?

And you're starting
to see dead people

- from your past, aren't you?
- Who are you people?

If you don't terminate this pregnancy,
you are gonna die.

- Who's the cop?
- Richter, JD.

Took her out on some sort
of provisional court order.

Toby, we can't contain
this much longer,

not with her running
around out there.

People are beginning
to ask questions, internally.

I have a meeting with Taylor later,
to assess our options.

In the meantime, find out everything
you can about this Richter.

Will do.

Are you worried?

- About Taylor?
- About Molly.

You have a bit of a soft spot.

She's been through a lot
but that's not your concern.

If it compromises the objective,
then it is my concern.

Don't worry about my
relationship with Molly Woods,

just find her and the cop.

Yes, sir. Of course. Sir.

What part of
"sidekick that doesn't talk"

did you not understand?

You scared that woman
half to death.

Do you realize I could lose my
license after that little stunt?

- Welcome home, Molly.
- Hi, Gina.

You have 987 unanswered
emails. Would you like to sort?

- Yes.
- No.

We shouldn't even be here, all right?
This is just a pit stop.

I broke you out
of the funny farm--

So I could help you.
Which is exactly what I'm trying to do.

You know as well as I
that she was lying

about Mike being
the father of that baby,

so we have to figure out some
kind of way to get around this thing--

There is no "we," all right?

It's been a freak show since
the moment you jumped into my car.

Aliens, classified missions,
accelerated pregnancies.

My personal favorite?
Seeing dead people.

And look at you.
You're scratching your own skin off.

I'm done, I've had enough, all right?
And clearly you need your meds.

- We're gonna go back now.
- Oh, no, no.

You told me I could come home
and take a shower

and I'm gonna go
take a freaking shower.

- Five minutes.
- Ten.

Can we please clean this place up?
It looks like a dorm room!

We have two hours to get this done.
And turn that music down.

Everybody hates me, don't they?

Well, we've been
working around the clock.

There was a near mutiny
but you staved it off with Ramen.

- It's just for tonight.
- You didn't go promising

another dozen fully-finished
Humanichs over the weekend?

- What was I supposed to say?
- Uh, "no."

Oh, look.

- This is how mistakes get made.
- Mihalik, wake up.

Look, Julie,
I put a lot of TLC into Lucy.

I wanna flip that switch as much
as anyone but we're not ready.

We can handle a smoke test.

When can I play my game
on the big speaker?

- Not now, we're gonna run a test soon.
- Charlie promised.

Rabbit, I can't do this right now.
Go play your game.

Come on, Richard.

- Everything okay at home?
- He's been so difficult.

It's hard to get anything
done these past few weeks.

You can hardly blame him.
I mean, his father's dead,

- his mother's never coming back.
- He doesn't know that.

What?

I haven't told him
that Molly's not ever coming home.

I just think it's too much for him.
So I just keep saying "maybe."

Julie, you can't string
him along like that.

I'm trying to balance
a lot of things here, Charlie.

- And trying not to hurt him.
- He lost his parents, his friends,

his family, his home.

You can't put Pinocchio back
in the box

once you've turned him into a boy.

- You have to deal with this.
- Maybe in an hour or so,

hopefully, we'll have
another Humanich in the world.

Maybe having Lucy will help him
move on. He'll have a sister.

He doesn't need a sister.
He doesn't need Lucy.

He needs the truth
and you'd know that

if you'd pull your head out of Anna's
ass for one freaking second.

I'm sorry.

- That's the MSG talking.
- No, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for not being John.

Sorry for not living up
to your standards.

But I'm doing everything I can.

For you and for Ethan
and for this project.

So please stop second-guessing me.

So is that what you're gonna
wear back to the hospital?

Nope, but I am gonna
have a drink in it.

- Who's the kid?
- Ethan.

- He was my son.
- I didn't know you had a son.

Yeah, well, he was a Humanich.

- He was a what?
- A robot.

Oh, you're serious?

Never a dull moment with you,
is there?

Not if I can help it.

Don't make me drink alone.

Just one.

So tell me,
is there a robot husband as well?

Uh-uh.

- A real one.
- Divorced?

Dead.

I'm sorry.

You?

- Divorced.
- But she wishes you were dead.

Yeah, something like that.

What are you thinking?

I am thinking

that if even half of what
you're saying is true,

then it's no wonder that...

That I ended up in Crazy Acres.

That you-- That you need a rest.

All right.

Listen, I hate to be that guy but...

What the--?
What the hell did you do?

This is a glorified smoke test.

We're gonna see some
basic physical functions,

simple locomotive
movements and speech.

I promise you, she won't catch fire.

All the more advanced processes
take a little bit more time.

I understand. Show me.

She's beautiful.

John made her in the image
of his wife.

We've ported the most recent
program from her incubation server,

which means we get to see
Lucy experience the world

in a three-dimensional,
corporeal form for the first time.

All we have to do is to power her up.

So without further ado...

- Charlie?
- Yep.

Three, two, one.

Lucy.

- This is Julie.
- Hello, Julie.

You have a body now.

Can you sit up?

- Takes a little getting used to.
- That's great.

I'd love to see her stand.

- We weren't prepared to make that...
- Tell her to stand.

Can you stand?

You made it.

- Welcome to the world.
- Thank you, Julie.

- Charlie?
- Hey.

Uh, nice to meet you.

- But we know each other.
- Right, no.

I know.
It's just seeing you so mature.

Let go!

Zoe?

Leave me alone
or I swear I will scream!

I'm not here to hurt you.
I'm here to help.

I know what's happening to you.

That you're seeing things.
Things that you can't explain, right?

Strange patterns
on different parts of your body.

People that have died.

I know this because
it happened to me too.

Please, Zoe, talk to me.

I just wanted you
to know that Richter fellow,

Patrol Special, dishonorable
discharge from Second Kuwait.

Our trackers show they went
to her apartment together.

Nothing out of the ordinary.
He's due to bring her back

in the next 72 hours or so.

Maybe it was just a conjugal visit.

What's wrong?

I got the updated
assessment from Taylor.

I asked him what
to do about the target.

And?

He's recommended a drone strike.
It's the only way to take him out.

On American soil?
What about civilian casualties?

- Well, he's prepared to accept.
- Are you?

I can't send another team
to the slaughter.

The other programs aren't ready
so we're out of options.

Set up a control center
for the strike.

Yes, sir.

Shayna?

I shouldn't have snapped
at you about Molly. I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

To be honest, I am not sure
if it was your girlfriend asking

or your chief of staff.

Either way, the answer is the same.
It's not a soft spot. It's just history.

Good.

I started going back to Reverie,
the VR where we met.

I wasn't looking to cheat.
It seemed harmless enough.

Then I stared spending more time
in my fantasy relationships

than in my real one
and we split up for a while.

Mike doesn't know
he's not the father.

Who is the father?

There were a few one-night stands.
I'm not proud of it.

What's wrong with my baby?

It's like it's carrying a virus.
And it affects the fetus.

And the mother.

But it happened to you
and you're alive.

Yeah. But my baby was extracted
from me before it reached full term.

"Extracted"?

Did it survive?

I can't terminate this pregnancy.
I can't.

- It brought Mike and I back together.
- This baby won't be healthy.

You have to listen to me.

I'm sorry, it's Mike.
I'm sorry, I have to go.

Zoe, you are gonna die.

Hey, you didn't pay for those.

- Don't touch me.
- Ma'am, I swear I'll call the cops.

I said don't touch me.

Zoe, wait.

Hi.

Are you okay?
Do you need help?

Wake up. I said wake up!

Hey! Wake up. We got to go.

Well, what's going on?

If you don't get up right now, I will
carry your ass out of here myself.

Now, let's go.

- How come you handcuffed me?
- Because you roofied me, you lunatic.

And clearly you went on
some kind of midnight hike.

Where did you go, Molly?

I went to see Zoe.

I told you I was gonna help her but...
How did I get back home?

Are you really asking me that?
I don't know.

I woke up from my little nap
and here you were.

Did you take my car?

And my phone.

JD, you have two messages.

This is
Zoe Grant calling for Dr. Woods.

I can't stop thinking
about what you said. I lied.

I think I know who the father is,
and I can give you a description.

But, please, I need your help.
I don't wanna die.

We doubled up teams to finish
the ethical algorithms in time,

which means we skipped
over the physical calibration.

When she clamped down
on Charlie's hand,

there was no limit
to the force of her grip.

I take full responsibility
for that oversight.

- I'll turn it down for the next test.
- We don't want you to turn it down.

That kind of strength would be
very valuable to Lucy in the field.

My colleague had his hand crushed.

True. But it did open our
minds to new possibilities.

- I told you she would pass as human.
- And now I'm asking you for more.

We would like this new breed
of Humanichs to be

faster, stronger than we are.

That has potential consequences--

Okay. Julie,
this is the deal that you made.

Now, you get to continue
your work with Ethan

but only as long as you deliver
what we need to do ours.

I understand.

Speaking of Ethan, it seems his
behavior has become an issue.

He's been through a lot.
His father just died.

He's never gonna see
his mother again.

I think all things considered,
he seems pretty normal.

Normal or not,
if you cannot get him under control,

we will give him
to someone who can.

No. No, I promise you
he won't be a distraction.

Good. Julie, you're a brilliant woman.

But you've gotta get
your program under control.

There is no more room for error.
For either of us.

The target escaped five months ago.

Been on the run
and growing ever since,

evading every attempt we've made
to capture or kill him.

We thought he was dead until he
got up and walked out of the morgue.

We've used an
accelerated aging program

to create an image
of what he looks like now.

And this is an extraordinary threat
and it calls for extraordinary action.

Which is why I've received
authorization for a drone strike.

I need you to understand,
failure is not an option.

We have to eliminate
the target for good.

- Zoe! Zoe!
- Where would she go?

Try her again. Zoe!

- Straight to message.
- Let's try the clinic.

Maybe she went to see her doctor.

What the hell did you say
to her last night?

Same thing I said
to her in her living room.

One-one-nine-six-four,
passkey, buffalojump.

You have an incoming alert.
Fatality just reported.

Victim suffered
a stomach hemorrhage

that has similarities
to case 81-304.

- Has the victim been ID'd?
- Sending data on file.

The victim is Mrs. Zoe Grant.

Charlie, you can't quit.
This is good news, they're happy.

Oh, they're happy
she crushed my hand?

Congratulations on
a job well done, Dr. Frankenstein.

I'm sorry, I'm the boss,
I had to make the call.

The boss of what? Have you even
thought about what we're doing here?

Yes, this project could save lives,
a lot of them.

Well, I'm sure the people who split
the atom said the same thing.

Julie, Humanichs was
supposed to be a revolution.

Six months, all we've done
is turn it into a weapon.

I didn't sign up for this.

Well, what about Ethan?
Our work with him hasn't changed.

Everything has changed,
including you.

I can't be part of it anymore.

Ethan's core is overheating.

- Where is he?
- Ethan?

- Ethan!
- Julie!

Ethan. What's going on?
What are you doing?

Trying to die.

- Ethan, please don't do this.
- Talk to me, Rabbit, please.

I want my mom and dad.
You lied to me.

- You said I would see her again.
- I know.

I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you.

- We're here for you, buddy.
- No, you're not.

If I mess up again, that lady's
gonna take me away from Julie.

- I heard her say it.
- So that's what she's holding over you.

And Charlie said he's leaving.
So then I won't have anyone.

I'll never see my parents again
and I'll never see you again.

And I want to cry but I can't
because I'm not human.

Ethan, I'm so sorry
about your mom and dad.

I am.
I should have told you everything.

And I can't change what's happened.

I can promise you, though,

that I will never ever let
anyone take you away from me.

They'll have to kill me
to get near to you.

- I'm dangerous, even with one arm.
- But you're leaving.

I'm not going anywhere.
I just said that because I was angry.

We're family, Ethan.

Families get angry
with each other sometimes.

They argue

and they say things they don't mean.
And they make mistakes.

I am so, so sorry.

Please, Rabbit,
turn your warmers down.

Come on, buddy.

I love you.
I really, really, really, really do.

We can't just give up.

I'm not giving up, all right?
I've got another body.

Look, what I'm gonna do

is just some good old-fashioned
police work, all right?

Because if there's
a serial killer out there,

then I've wasted
too much time already.

Are you so small-minded that
you can't consider the possibility

that there is something
else out there?

No, I've considered it, all right?

But I'm a cop so I work with facts.
I work with evidence.

- I believe in what I see.
- Oh, God.

And, Molly, what I see
is someone who is distraught

because they've lost
their husband and their son

and who needs rest desperately.

- No, no, but--
- Molly--

- But, JD--
- Molly.

Please. Get your things.

Okay.

No funny business.

- Gina, connect me to Metro-MedNet.
- Welcome to Metro-MedNet.

I am not intended to be a substitute
for professional medical advice.

Okay, look, I am really sick here.

Something is happening to me
and I think I'm going crazy.

What are your symptoms?

Well, I started off
with severe migraines.

Mood swings, unusual appetite.
And now it's getting worse.

And my skin is burning
and it's itching like crazy.

I'm having voices in my head.
And I'm starting to black out.

And I'm ending up in places that
I have no idea how I got there.

- When did this begin?
- When I got home from space.

I'm an astronaut.

Do you think this could be,
I don't know, schizophrenia?

- Or cosmic radiation poisoning?
- Cosmic Radiation Syndrome

is a rare neurodegenerative
disease

brought on by prolonged exposure

to high-mass, high-charged particles
found only in space.

Symptoms can include
those you've described.

What's the prognosis?

The patient's mental
state may deteriorate,

resulting in aggression
and confusion.

In extreme cases, this can
lead to paranoid delusions,

psychosis and suicide.

If you're experiencing any
of these symptoms, please...

Cancel.

- I'm sorry I ruined the test.
- There will be other tests.

I don't know why
I keep doing these things.

Because you're hurting.

It's what humans do when we've
been through something sad,

we do things to try and stop the pain.

Well, if this is what pain
feels like for humans,

I don't wanna feel it anymore.

Ethan, what if...

What if I could take it away?

Do you trust me?

I'm gonna wake you
up in a few minutes.

You're gonna feel a lot better.

Molly?

Molly?

Damn it.

All right, Molly Woods.

Let's see what you're up to.

We've ran the composite

through a worldwide
recognition network.

Picked up a 99.9 percent hit here.

A bar called Hydrogen.

It's close to a
heavily-populated zone.

There will be civilian casualties.

This is a fight
we can't afford to lose.

Tell them we're set for launch.

Icarian-4 drone,
we are go for launch.

- Feel better?
- Yeah, much better.

- Night, Rabbit.
- Good night, Mom.

- Icarian-4, inbound two minutes.
- Give me eyes on the target.

- He's already been confirmed.
- Not by me, he hasn't!

If I'm gonna drop a bomb
on 52 American citizens,

I wanna see him
with my own two eyes.

Inbound 90 seconds.

Pulling up the bar security feed.

Move left.

- Switch views.
- Yes, sir.

Stop! There he is.
Get me a better angle.

Switching cameras.

Push in.

Sir? Target's in site,
waiting for your go.

Sir?

Sir.

What do we do?

Launch.

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