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Previously on The Strain...

No! Stop it! Setrakian!

At least in here I can pretend things are normal.

Not for me, it isn't.

This is a Whiskey A-5 Mach 4 variable yield nuclear warhead.

It's missing the pit assembly.

The muncher convoy we saw

maybe that's what they were doing.

We've got to find that convoy.

- "Join The Partnership." - "New Horizons."

It was on the wall on the transportation office.

And the train schedule, too.

They've been shipping people out of the city.

- Where? - I don't know.

But I can tell you one thing, I bet it doesn't look exactly like this.

Come on.

Shit.

Well, there's a town just south of here.

Might be able to get a car or at least siphon off some gas.

Where is everyone?

Yeah, I guess we're both a little on edge.

Yeah.

What's so wrong about this place?

I don't know.

Doesn't look like anybody put up a fight.

No signal, but there's some juice in the battery.

Are you looking for something in particular or

just being a creep?

Maybe a clue to figure out what happened around here.

Hi, I'm Emily Stevenson. This is my vlog.

I have enough peanut butter and tuna for like a really long time.

I don't care if dad traded for a cool new suitcase.

I'm not going.

That was dated two weeks ago. Go to the one from the day prior.

I don 't get why mom and dad are so excited to go to New Horizons.

I just finished decorating my room.

They can do what they want

but I'm not going.

Fortunately

the workers never finished my closet.

Dad has no idea.

Maybe she's still here.

- Emily. - Yes?

It's almost curfew, come inside and pack.

But, dad, I don't want to go.

I promise you 're going to love the new place.

You're going to have a garden, you'll be able to play outside whenever you want.

- Doesn't that sound nice? - Not really.

This is her house.

Emily?

You're worried about strigoi?

I'm worried about a strigoi Emily.

Emily?

Must have gone with her parents.

You think?

I don't see any cool new suitcase around here.

You coming to bed?

I should probably hit the couch.

Didn't mean it like that.

Safest thing for us to do is to be together.

I promise I won't take advantage of you, Dr. Goodweather.

No, it's not like that. Normally I'd let you...

I’m-I’m just trying to be a different person.

Will you just shut up so we can go to sleep.

Every time we get to a silo these assholes beat us.

We're running out of silos to hit.

- [We can't win.

And they'll be out of here soon.

What the hell is that thing?

A mongrel.

The Master's mongrels were baked on low

and anointed with the worm exchange over two full moons.

Obviously.

A frontal assault at this point would decimate our ranks.

You might be right...

But these munchers, mongrels

and all those collaborators, hitting them now would be suicide.

Finally we agree on something.

We're going to have to take them on the move.

So they were clearly taking the pit south on route five.

But where?

Might be going to the salt mine down state to disposal.

If we want to turn our nuke into a functioning one

we're going to have to steal a pit.

From that convoy? I don't think so.

Come on, Ben.

- We could handle it. - The only thing we're getting

from the shitshow is our asses handed to us.

We all saw those mongrel monsters.

They even made Rob Zombie nervous.

Quinlan can take 'em.

Quinlan can't even take care of himself right now.

Miss Charlotte's spoon feeding him our blood.

You know, I think I've given enough.

If they don't want to help then I’ll do it myself.

Wait, wait, wait.

Hey.

We need those guys.

I need no one.

I've been hunting the Master on my own for over 1000 years.

Yeah. And how's that working out for you?

Don't test me.

Look... I get it, you don't like people.

And most of them don't want to share a beer with you.

But what you're doing right now is stupid.

All right? You're only doing it because you're rattled.

You almost died in that silo. I got you out.

So don't fight me, work with me. And we'll get this job done.

All right. The guys are in.

What changed their mind?

I did.

I told them they could have all the silver in the back of that truck.

- I didn't see any silver in... - Well, neither did l.

But they don't know that.

That's my girl!

- Come here. - Hey...

Hey.

All right.

Yes.

Your blood.

Thank you, Charlotte.

Hudai, has there been any word yet?

I have seen no one of the type you search for.

Not here, not ever.

Go, abandon your quest.

Unless you would like to come in. See for yourself.

Tell your brother I wish him

good fortune.

It is too late for that.

Clergyman's daughter, are you?

Take a walk with us.

- You bitch! - I will do worse.

You seek me?

- Why? - You are

an immortal.

No!

No!

No, stop. No. No!

Get off me!

You're wanted downstairs.

I thought you might be hungry.

Please, sit.

I had so hoped we could have a civilized conversation.

Go to hell, you sick piece of shit.

Wouldn't you like to survive this ordeal, Miss Velders?

Your blood type is incredibly

desirable.

But,

much like veal,

there's nothing better than infant B positive.

What's the point of this

charade?

I want you to enjoy your meal, you haven't eaten in days.

Not the meal, the makeup.

The suits.

The bullshit civility.

You've won.

Could be like your own kind now.

No.

I'm different.

I'm special.

Apart from all the others the Master blessed me

with free will.

He entrusted me

with implementing his vision of this world.

What do you want from me?

Abraham Setrakian.

Perhaps you can tell me his whereabouts while you enjoy your meal.

Or I can make a meal of you.

Then the Master will know everything.

Your

minions separated us when they brought us in.

I'm sure Setrakian has been drained and discarded by now.

The very

system that you created

has robbed you of your greatest victory.

You will never have the satisfaction of lording your big win over him.

Mr. Desai, check your records.

An old man between the ages of 70 and 100

had been processed the same day she was.

What happened to him?

Right away, Mr. Eichhorst.

All right. I have four of B positive men

in his age range that were processed that day.

Is one of them Setrakian?

Is he alive?

Okay. Two of them were drained, one of them died of pneumonia

- three weeks prior... - And the last one?

The last one's in a bone marrow experiment.

Where is he?

Research room seven.

Seven.

I'll check for myself.

Mr. Eichhorst.

What about her?

Hold her until I verify Setrakian,

then

drain her.

We're actually in the middle of an experiment

We're actually in the middle of an experiment

on geriatric patients to expand their viable blood production life span.

I'm not interested in your experiments!

I'm looking for this old man with a tattoo.

A23O385.

I know the exact person you're looking for.

- Where is he? - He's right

here.

Wake him.

Now.

Bone marrow extraction's incredibly painful.

He's been heavily sedated.

Regimen of amphetamines will be too stressful for his heart.

- It could kill him. - Either you wake him

right now or I will make sure

the next test subject will be Dr. Joseph Himoff.

Nurse Cohen, 600 milligrams of dextroamphetamine, please.

Quinlan?

You in position?

Yes.

The same position I was in 30 minutes ago.

We spotted the convoy, it's headed your way.

Do I sit here with a demon?

Were you not sent by one?

By the Master.

No.

My brother.

Your brother sends you looking for demons?

He seeks your gift.

Immortality.

He lies near death, beyond the help of medicine.

His curiosity about the dark arts revealed your secrets to him.

He begged me to find someone from your exotic order.

My order is not one I'd wish any soul to join.

If

money or property is of no allure to you...

You'd do this for your brother?

Please.

- He suffers so. - I am indeed a demon.

But my curse is my own, I have no gifts, dark or light to give.

I beseech you.

Visit my brother.

If only to confirm his belief in the fantastic.

Luisa darling?

Who is with you?

Someone

fantastic.

A strix?

The immortal race? The lore is true.

Oh, beautiful fiend, show me your teeth?

I want to know forever.

I want to know deliverance.

Syphilis...

The Great Pox.

For a time I covered the guilty rash

and became quite artful with stage makeup.

But now

now it has his mind.

Release him.

A draught of laudanum from Hudai.

I can't.

Losing my twin is like losing half my self.

I don't want to live without him.

Are there others of your kind who might...

There are no others in all of London town.

Of that I’m certain.

Mother.

Child, what is it?

I had a bad dream, mother.

I thought I saw a monster.

Welcome Mr...

Quinlan.

Welcome Mr. Quinlan to our home like a proper lady.

How long have you been up here?

Lie down. Look at this.

I haven't seen stars in nine months.

Couldn't sleep?

Yeah, me too.

Ever wonder what life would have been like

if this never happened?

I try not to.

I always thought I'd move out of Philly one day.

Get a house like this.

Live the American dream.

Yeah. I wasn't really cut out for a suburban place.

You know what I mean.

No matter how you would have felt about your old life.

It's better than this.

Slide me that weapon.

You want to lock the door, sweetheart?

What are you two doing here?

What are you two doing here?

Just taking shelter for the night.

You know they send strigoi enforcers through here every couple of days.

You better be careful.

Thanks for the advice. Do you mind lowering the rifle?

Sorry about that.

It's all right.

We understand you're...

- scared. - I’m running out of time.

We're still in this, if we work together,

- we can turn it around. - No. Me...

I’m done.

Look at me.

You're turning.

Goddamn monsters.

It's just my luck.

I escaped from that New Horizons,

- then this happens. - You escaped?

From New Horizons?

They sold us all a bill of goods.

Told us we won't have to worry about rations and curfew anymore.

We were going to start a farming community.

I got to that welcome center...

I just got a weird feeling.

Saw a delivery truck leaving, hid in the back.

Figured I had enough in cans to last a while.

I'd scavenge the rest.

So you didn't actually see the farming community?

I didn't want to.

That truck pulled out, I rolled out of the back.

Took the back roads to here.

Been hiding out ever since.

Could you find it again if you had to?

I guess, but I don't want to.

This is important, I need to understand what they're doing.

If I can, maybe we can beat them.

A23O385.

Welcome back.

Rather that imaginary snake attack me

than see your face, Eichhorst.

Where am I... exactly?

Don't you know?

This

is the end.

Of what?

Of everything.

Of our decades long conflict,

Of Abraham Setrakian.

Even on my death bed,

your pettiness is nothing more than an annoyance.

Oh, don't you worry,

you're not going to die.

Not yet.

First I need you to do something for me.

Then, and only then

will I allow you to pass.

I will do nothing

for you.

But what I ask is so simple

and will ensure your suffering is brief.

I just need you

to admit one thing.

That your God does not exist.

For your sake

you should hope that he does not.

Abraham, I know he doesn't.

I just need to hear you say it!

I'll see you

in hell,

Eichhorst.

Yes.

But you are already there.

You are the lucky ones.

The shaving is just the first step in a new radiation inoculation,

which will help with the potential side effects from the Illumination.

- What's this? - She's priority

per Mr. Desai.

Thank you. This batch is all being processed this morning.

You okay?

All right, curly, you're up.

Take a seat.

Eyes down. Be still.

- This is all a lie. - Hey! Shut up.

You're all about to be murdered!

Drained of your blood.

Just like the babies they're draining in here, our babies!

- Sit down. - That's what they're counting on.

That we will willingly go to the slaughter.

Restrain her, now!

- Get the others out of here. - What about you?

My friend might be alive. If he is, I have to help him.

All evacuate. Let's go.

Professor?

Professor.

Miss Velders.

How

are you?

A lot better now I found you.

How touching.

I'm sorry to say that your reunion will be short.

What can you possibly do with that?

Block her!

Run him over.

That guy you just ran over

he's on the trailer now.

Resist the temptation

to read anything into the fact that I saved you.

- Again. - I will.

We better hurry, reinforcements will be on the way.

Yeah. And I bet my bedroom

that there's a tracking device on this truck.

All right. Let's get that silver and get the hell out of here.

Yeah.

- About that... - I might have

stretched the truth about exactly

how much silver we saw being loaded into the truck.

How much did you see?

Approximately?

None.

Hold on.

You're telling me we risked our lives taking this convoy

so that you could get plutonium and we could get nothing?

Well, I wouldn't say nothing.

You have our undying gratitude.

I'm guessing The Partnership will do better.

In fact I’m fairly certain they'll pay a pretty penny

to get their plutonium back.

Along with you and hairless

dead or...

Wait. Guys?

Roman, come on.

- You want to go in that truck? - I got to get the pit.

Before the back up shows up. Come on.

No other munchers in here.

Oh, be careful. Be careful. This stuff is no joke.

I wasn't planning on being anything but careful.

You took your time.

Well, we got the pit.

It's all that matters.

Nothing matters until the Master's destroyed.

You just can't be happy, can you?

Bring me another

another... I want the curse, the life.

I'm not ready for... Luisa!

Please! Please!

Luisa!

Near death, yet still you cater to your brother's madness.

Because of compassion.

Do you have none?

I don't know. Never wondered.

I don't know how I’ll go on without my twin brother.

I would be shut away in Broadmoor forever if not for Lidia.

And you.

Me?

Syril would recount for me tales of history.

Bloody battles and palace intrigue.

You have lived them.

You are a strange creature.

Will you indulge me?

You're quite beautiful.

Please.

I want to feel it.

"Our Father, which art in heaven,

hallowed be thy Name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom

and the power, and the glory,

Forever."

Amen.

Sister Agnes, what's this?

Relic from overseas?

Sister, did you open it already?

Soil.

Francis?

Stay close to the shoulder.

If you hear a vehicle, hide.

How are you feeling?

Like I’m dying slowly.

You're doing the right thing taking us there.

What's the point?

I'll be one of those things soon.

No, you won't. When the time comes I’ll make sure of it.

Well, great. You're going to kill me first.

Thanks, doc. I appreciate it.

That beats the alternative.

I went that way to the welcome center.

But we should take the access route.

What we're looking for probably won't be at some welcome center anyway.

I've been thinking, the Master reverted our information society

to a technological society in a matter of weeks.

This New Horizons seems like another step backwards.

To agrarian society.

He wants us to be farmers?

Not a chance.

Oh, dear lord.

Is that...

Yeah.

You okay?

There's something evil down that road.

I don't want to see it.

I didn't want to see it before. And I definitely don't want to see it now.

This is my last day on this planet.

I... I can't.

No. I... I won't go.

Francis, if I don't release you, you'll turn into one of them.

"Release me"? You mean murder me?

No, doc. I don't want you to kill me.

I did what you asked.

Go.

It's her choice.

That smell.

- What is it? - Nothing good.

You're sure you want to keep going?

I don't want to...

I feel like I need to.

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

Goodweather.

I knew you'd surface.

Yeah, I’m back.

- You know where I am? - New Horizons.

You did not release this body when you had the chance.

Perhaps you hoped to hear from me about your son.

Zach's alive?

Yes.

He is an apt student. You would be astounded by his progress.

Had you not fled New York like a coward.

You okay?

Yeah.

Let's finish this.

Oh, my God.

This is the Master's final solution.

We're not the farmers

we are livestock.