01x08 - The Davis Report

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This little light
I've found

Take it in,
breathe it out

A little drum
that's beating loud

In my chest,
I hear the sound

I can feel

Feel you now

I can feel you now

I can feel

I can feel you now

I don't think you understand
how much trouble you're in.

Bodies are piling up

and you appear to be in the middle of it.

Our conversation will be recorded

and handed over to the civilian
police oversight commission.

So it's in your best interest

to answer my questions honestly
and to the best of your ability.

I can help you.

If you'll let me.

With all due respect, sir,
this is a waste of time.

Go read my case report.
Everything I know is in there.

The case report where you claimed the murders

of Senator Bannister and
Chief Grant were connected.

And that we should be looking for
a replicant called "Black Lotus."

The police oversight commission got
copies of your replicant theory.

I sent my report to everyone up the chain.

And no one wants to listen.

This is investigator Alan Chen,

interviewing subject
Officer Alani Davis, LAPD.

Let's begin.

Officer Davis, what do you know about
the one they're calling Black Lotus?

I was one of the first officers on scene

at the death of Senator Bannister.

The Senator and his pals were regulars
at underground replicant fights.

But this night, he was alone.

Confirmed. Personal bodyguard called it in.

That's when I saw her.

How did you know it was her?

She looked a certain kind of nervous.

But more than that.

I'm with the police. Stop.

Davis, where are you?

I said stop!

My instincts told me
something was wrong.

Her identifying mark is
a Black Lotus tattoo.

Davis, acknowledge.

According to his bodyguard,

the Senator had plenty of political
enemies that would want him dead.

But on that night,

the only thing the Senator was worried
about was his missing journalist friend.

The Senator's cause of death was
asphyxiation due to a crushed windpipe.

From the marks on his neck, the
k*ller had replicant strength.

Replicant strength?

I trust my intuition.

So what did your intuition lead to next?

Not a lot of replicants left in this city.

So I put my ear to the ground.

My intel led me to a street
g*ng in Silver Lake.

Drove, I want to talk with you.

You gotta be kidding.

What do you want, little piggy?
You ain't got nothing on me.

Whoa. Ow!

Heard you had a run-in with a young woman.

Bad attitude.
Tattoo of a Black Lotus.

Why would I help a pretty,
little piggy like you?

Aah, jeez!
Okay, okay. Ow!

Police business.
Now move along.

To hell with this.

She cut the boss up.

She's nuts. Carried a damn samurai sword.

You better give me more than that.

All right. All right. You win.

She had this tech.

We tried to take it from her.

We was just messing around.

Then she comes back to k*ll us.

Neuro-stims must've messed her brain up!

A few days earlier, a woman with a
Black Lotus tattoo and inhuman strength

beat the crap out of the same g*ng.

What the hell do you want?

Go to hell.

And she k*lled their leader.

Consider the source.

You can't take the testimony
of a street g*ng seriously.

Based on her behavior,

based on what we've seen,
and circumstantial evidence?

I am certain that both killings
were the work of a replicant.

Did you report this to Police Chief Grant?

He didn't believe me.

Davis. What can I do for you?

Chief, um, I finished my reports

from the boxing club with forensic data,

along with eyewitness accounts
of the female suspect.

But--

But what?

Davis?

Spit it out.

Senator Bannister's neck was already
broken before he hit the ground.

This is superhuman strength.
Not the work of just any woman.

I feel certain...

She's a replicant.

Well, well.

You have quite the imagination.

No, not really.
Sir, it adds up. I'll show you.

Chief Grant.

You didn't make it in the
Blade Runner program, did you?

There's no work for Blade Runners in this town.

There just aren't any replicants left.

But I saw the suspect myself, sir.

And she has this tattoo.

And you think it's a Replicant?
It's organized crime.

Senator must've had enemies.

But sir.

my intuition... says I'm on the right track.

Stop! That's enough.

Drop it already, rookie.

Yes, sir.

You can leave that here.

You were in the Blade Runner program?

Well, nothing to be ashamed of.

Even taking the test is an honor.

First day failure rate is
supposed to be around 95%

99.4, actually.

Why didn't you make it?

Same as everyone else.

My intuition.

So you talked to Chief Grant.

Then what happened?

I was taken off the case.

Then he mobilized the entire force to sweep
the city and flush Black Lotus out.

Hold it right there!

Give it a rest!

Black Lotus tattoo.
You seen her?

But there was no trace of her.

That was the night Chief Grant Died.

And you were there.

I arrived just after.

Even though you said yourself
you were off the case.

You were angry at him.

It was my investigation.

I did the legwork.
I identified the suspect.

I did everything right.

So why am I a suspect?

Black Lotus shows up somewhere, and so do you.

That doesn't seem like just a coincidence to me.

I think you're somehow involved
with Chief Grant's m*rder.

Your career is off to a promising start.

But there are a thousand ways it could end.

What do you want from me?

The truth about what you know.

And if I don't like the answers you give me

or I find out you're lying to me?
I throw the book at you.

You can't threaten me.
I've done nothing wrong.

Why don't you let me be the judge of that?

Please.

Tell me everything that happened that night.

Chief took over the
Black Lotus investigation.

That seemed suspicious to me.

Then I saw him leaving in a hurry

when we're supposed to
be hunting Black Lotus.

Hey, Chief.

And the longer I looked,
the more suspicious he seemed.

So I followed him back to his house.

Freeze!

That's when I finally ran into her.
Face-to-face.

Black Lotus.

Put the sword down.

Police!
Drop your weapon!

I'm a Blade Runner. She's mine.

Before he'd been k*lled,

records show Chief Grant had
called in a Blade Runner.

An ordinary replicant would have no
chance against a Blade Runner.

But Black Lotus is no ordinary replicant.

I saw it with my own eyes.

When I told Chief she was a
replicant, he re-assigned me.

No!

Then he went and brought in a Blade Runner?

Grant lied to you.

Or he was hiding something.

And now, I can't even ask him about it.

Let's say you're right.

Grant knew that Black Lotus is a replicant.

Why would he try to cover it up?

I don't know.

NEXUS 8 model replicants have learned
to stay alive by keeping a low profile.

But Black Lotus is making a lot of waves,

and wasn't afraid of a Blade Runner.

She can't be a NEXUS 8,
and replicant production was banned in 2023.

But what if--

what if someone's making new ones?

You almost had me going there.

Let me finish.

No.

This is entertaining,
but you have no evidence.

There's more.
What Black Lotus told me.

And what's that?

I'm done being hunted like an animal.

You don't want to be hunted,
maybe you shouldn't be k*lling people.

I'm not the one who started this.

What are you talking about?

These weren't random killings.

She targeted them for a reason.

And from the sound of her voice,
it was personal.

I went back to review the
whole case from the beginning

starting with the Senator's
journalist friend, Hooper.

Before Hooper disappeared,
he chartered a plane.

Not a trace of her...

The trip plans had been altered,

but I found the flight record coordinates

putting him in the Nevada desert.

Desert's off-limits.

Unless you have connections.

Chief Grant and his wife took their
vacation on the same day as Hooper.

I'll bet Senator Bannister
had the same time off.

Okay.

If you know where to look,
maybe I can help you find some answers.

What the hell happened out here?

I called in a dig team.

They'll pull the bodies.

Try to ID them.

Wouldn't be surprised if
they find Hooper out there.

This isn't about finding a
k*ller replicant anymore.

You believe me now?

You've uncovered something big here, Davis.

I'll report this to my superiors.

This is going to be a big deal for you.

Officer Davis,

based on the recommendations of the
investigation, you have been diagnosed

with delusional tendencies that interfere
with your duties as a police officer.

As of this moment, you are on leave
for no less than three months.

Go home and come to terms
with your condition.

Tyrell Corporation proprietary intellectual
rights rumored to be available

for an undisclosed sum by
the Wallace Corporation.

I'd trust a silent robber

More than I would trust
you coming through my door

It's all connected.

I only listen to my intuition

She's the only one who tells me the truth

I'm gonna find Black Lotus.

I only listen to my intuition

And she tells me that she doesn't like you

No, she doesn't like you

Yeah, she tells me that she doesn't like you

She doesn't like you

And she tells me that she doesn't like you

If she's going down, it's all alone

I won't be around to see the swoop

Your words fall to the ground

That's just the truth

You're the only one laughing, oh

I only listen to my intuition

And she tells me that she doesn't like you

No, she doesn't like you

And she tells me that she doesn't like you

No, she doesn't like you

And she tells me that she doesn't like you