01x04 - Outcast

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Motion detected.

Net g*n ready.

Target surfacing.

Steady.

Steady.

Fire!

Thanks, Nurse Ryan. I'll talk
to Tasha once I'm finished here.

Yes, Dr. Howson.

The procedure is almost complete.

What's your assessment?

She's different. It may not hold.

Why?

She's different.

If she remembers seeing Cassie,

it might cause unrest
amongst the others.

I have it under control, Miriam.

Ms. Price. How are you feeling?

Uh, fine.

Fine?

Uh, tired.

- Why am I here?
- You spent the night.

Just a precaution.

What do you remember about the lake?

Mm... I mean, nothing
much. It's a bit of a blur.

I... I went in the lake after Penn.

Choked on some water.
I remember coughing,

and then I think I cut
my leg on some rocks.

You insisted that
something pulled you down.

I... I mean, it's still a
bit foggy, like I said, so...

I did have a scary moment in
the ocean when I was a kid,

so, maybe that... was a trigger.

Maybe.

Anything else?

No. Nothing.

Why?

I'm glad to see that you've recovered.

We'll talk about that moment
in the ocean another time.

- So, can I go?
- Oh, of course.

Oh, um... Dr. Howson.

How's Penn?

Oh, she's fine. Bit groggy.

She won't be working today.

Ah, Gabbe.

You wanted to see me, Dr. Howson?

I've got a job for you.

The Prophecy said the
Outcast will return.

Has it been here,
dormant, the whole time?

It's the only possible explanation.
It couldn't have breach our defenses.

It had to be here from the start.

Long time to wait.

Lucinda activated it.

- If it wasn't for Daniel.
- Miriam...

- We're meant to protect them.
- No harm has come to her.

- And we've captured the Outcast.
- We've captured this one.

What if there are more within
the perimeter waiting to strike?

There's only one way to find out.

Hey.

Hey.

How you doing?

Discharged me this morning.

Yeah, same.

Do you remember what happened?

Do you?

Yeah.

It's weird, though. It was like...

Howson was in my head,

telling me another version of things.

Do you remember seeing
Cassie though, right?

She worked in so many little
ways to survive in here.

Small victories to
make it more bearable.

She gave me hope.

I can't help thinking that
if we'd stick to the plan,

- This wouldn't have happened.
- You don't know that.

She was always there for me.

Even on the outside.

She was my best friend.

If she didn't make it, I've
no idea what chance we have.

Fetch your sticks...

and get into your groups.

You think they k*lled her?

I don't know.

I just... I don't understand
how it all connects.

And that thing I saw...

I don't know how to describe it,

but thinking about it makes me feel...

hollow.

Mr. Jordan, your stick is not a toy.

If we can get those files,
we can destroy this place.

Not just for us, but for Cassie too.

Roland sent the files to Cassie.

She was decrypting them.

She might not have
sent them anywhere yet.

What if that data is
out there, lying around?

Then maybe we can get
it out some other way.

I'll ask Roland and find out.

Please be careful.

I don't want anything happening to you.

Yeah... Yeah, I don't want
anything happening to me either.

Grigori! Price! Get into
your assigned groups.

Less talking, more fighting!

The Outcast was holding this.

A star-shot.

The shards on this are similar
to the ones in Cassie's body.

If the Outcasts can't cross the Veil,

a different one must've k*lled Cassie.

If this one is an assassin,
we should eliminate it.

You need the unanimous
vote for an execution.

And you will not get mine.

We should cancel tonight's activity.

Cancel and there'll be


before supper.

The books will guide us.

Books didn't warn you about Cassie

or the attack on Lucinda.

The Prophecy is the Word of the Throne.

It's the word of a feverish lunatic.

What have your science
experiments brought us?

You are lost.

The books will show us the way.

The Prophecies have shown nothing.

Not for Cassie or my brother.

If we survive, it's because of
my initiative, not superstition.

I didn't think Cassie would
get out, so when she made it...

- I can't believe she's gone.
- But...

You were in contact with
her once she got out, right?

No. We knew they'd be following her.

Contact was only through Daniel
with an untraceable signal.

So how did you get the data to her?

Everything went through Marv.

- Marv? Who's Marv?
- He's a stoner.

He's a supplier.

So, if Cassie has the data,

then this Marv could
get it? Theoretically?

Yeah, if he's not staring
dead-eyed at a lava lamp.

He can't decrypt them.

The guy's useful as a courier,
but Cassie was the brains.

Just contact Marv. Tell him
to get that data to the media.

Mr. Jordan?

Yeah.

Over here.

Ok?

Sure.

Hey, Roland...

I seriously need that phone.

They searched my room.

No surprises who
ratted me out to Howson.

Luckily, I'd already stashed
it in the service area.

I'll reach out to Marv and
when things quieten down,

I will get you the phone.

Right, which loser wants to play?

Oh, I don't think
you're allowed out here.

They can bite me.

It's the anniversary of his death today.

Two years.

I shouldn't have pushed
you to jump yesterday.

Oh, it wasn't all your fault.

I was just trying to help,

but I was being a stupid,
stupid b*tch about it.

I just thought you
needed some encouragement.

Encouragement?

Yeah.

Ok.

- What are you thinking about?
- Just trying to remember.

Memories are all I've got now.

- Holidays were the best.
- Yeah.

Thanksgiving, Easter.

Stop it, Arianne,

it's not about you. Sorry.

What? No, no.

You'd be surprised how
little people tell me.

Please?

Well, um...

my mom used to go the
extra mile, like...

baking and stuff.
- Mm.

My brother's stealing cookies would...

drive her crazy.

My dad would crack
these awful corny jokes,

but we would just kind of laugh anyways.

The kitchen always smelled like vanilla.

It sounds perfect.

I was lucky.

You know, I read somewhere

that, uh, the people you
love are like your anchors.

And now that Dad's gone,

I, um...

feel like I'm floating.

And I can't find my way back home again.

Should I, like, um... hug you or...?

Um... Yeah. Yeah, Ok.

Um... I just need to
get through this day,

then I can get back to normal.

Can I?

Oh, yeah, sure. Here.

- He looks kind.
- Yeah.

He was.

Edward?

We recognize that this
is a difficult time.

A lot of strong emotions buzzing
around an anniversary like this,

but we thought

that to mark the event,

you might want us to light a candle.

Why?

Will lighting a candle
bring my daughter back?

It would give a physical structure,

a form for your loss.

One of the nurses could
bring some matches.

I could say a few words.

It would be nice.

Would you like that, Edward?

Sure. Light a candle.

That's the spirit.

Now, Cathy, what did we say about...?

I can see that you are agitated.

You can see that I'm agitated, can you?

He can see that I'm agitated.
What are you, a genius?

What is that? Some kind
of form of acknowledgment?

Why don't we just clip
through your stupid manual

and head straight for the
electroshock therapy, shall we?

Save us all some bloody time!

My office, please.

It's alright... Hands off.

I know where it is.

I need you there ASAP. See if
she got the data off the laptop.

- Ok, I'll head over there now.
- Thanks, Marv.

I'll call again in a few hours.

We can't allow that sort of behavior.

The way forward isn't really
through emotions as anger.

The way forward

is to speak calmly to your therapist,

me, about how you're feeling.

Open the tap,

release the pressure.

We only want what's best for you.

You can't help me because I
can't stop thinking of her.

I...

I...

I just want...

You want to go back to where she died.

Yes.

- Yes.
- That's understandable.

It's just not possible.

Why?

Sword & Cross isn't there anymore.

After the fire, it's in ruins.

And that's why you were
sent here. To recover.

- I never got to say goodbye.
- She's gone.

And behaving like that
won't bring her back.

You need to heal,

to get on your own path

past this trauma.

It's hard when you lose someone.

But acceptance is the
numero uno route to peace.

I'd bet my manual on it.

- Gotta stop letting you win.
- How's your luck?

- All aces.
- Uh-huh...

Looks like your luck's run out.

Where did you train?

Nowhere. My dad always
said I had good hand eye...

- Coordination.
- Yeah, sure.

Ok, we'll find you a stronger opponent.

Daniel, you're up.

I wonder whether it's wise
to have the residents outside.

Can't lock them up indefinitely.

Our day of decision is Luce's


We've doubled the guards and patrols,

added a new sweep of the perimeter.

The Veil and the layers of
electric fence protect us.

As long as the Veil holds strong,

nothing can get in or out
without our permission.

By His will.

By His will.

And if anything goes wrong,

there are other courses of
action that can end this.

Executions require a unanimous vote

and Dr. Howson has shown us
that he's on a different page.

Let's hope we don't
have to entertain that.

We shall see.

Ok.

Here's what I know about you.

You are from a hive

of low caste beings,

no individual identity.

All of you in service to the swarm.

Were you sent here to k*ll Lucinda?

Or were you just left behind?

The way I see it ,

you don't have any good options.

Your hive isn't coming to get
you. The Veil has cut you off.

You are nothing more than a specimen.

And my colleagues want you dead.

So, if you can communicate...

I could help you.

Ok, you two, break it
up. Hit the showers.

You felt that, right?

- As we were fighting.
- Yeah... Yeah, I did.

It's almost like we've done it before.

Have we?

Dunno, but... it felt pretty real.

It did.

There is no record of your
kind being able to shape shift.

When the disease came to us.
You could've helped so much more.

You sound just like him.

Then, after living
your life in his shadow.

Maybe your revenge was not
trying as hard as you could.

I've always wondered
if I could've done more.

It's extraordinary that you
can even... read those feelings.

A feeling of guilt every
time you look in the mirror.

The insidious regret,

the dreams.

The vision of your brother
begging for your help.

And the knowledge that if you had tried,

you don't have the talent to save him!

- Shut up!
- Shut up!

You are not my brother.

I can feel you... in my head.

How does it feel to
taste your own medicine?

You are an abomination.

And you are the brother
that should've died!

Did you move yet, Sylvia?

That's all right. I'll move for you.

What do you want?

To help you, Edward.

Well, I suppose if you want
to help me, Dr. Burrows,

tell me what happened with
the fire at Sword & Cross.

You remember. You were there.

I was there.

I remember

the fire.

But remember... the flames
blowing out the windows.

The rose bushes on fire in the garden.

Something about it, uh...

it doesn't... it doesn't
feel real in my mind.

That's the effect of trauma.

It's the effect of something.

Now, I was thinking...

what are my drugs doing
for me, exactly, Dr Burrows?

There's nothing you could've done

to save your daughter, Edward.

Who was there?

What?

Who was there when she died?

Let's step past this trauma, shall we?

Step by step.

Day by day.

This Outcast is different.

I mean, we knew about
the telepathy, but...

this one will dig into your mind

and change your perceptions.

What did it make you see?

Not important.

But I can still feel it.

It's still in there.

It seems that when
it makes a connection,

it creates

some kind of link.

Which could be useful.

Do you think it connected
with Lucinda in the lake?

I don't know.

Has it contacted anything
in the outside world?

When my brother designed the Veil,

part of its defense was
to block psychic signals.

I've been working on something,

After researching in the book.

Did you?

This device disrupts
theta wave functions.

It'll create enormous pain
for anything communicating

on a telepathic level.

Godspeed, Dr. Howson.

Hey. Penn!

Oh, hey.

Howson said you had the day off.

I went to my dad's grave.

I just... I just wish I knew
what happened to him, you know?

But I know if I say anything,
then Miss Sophia would just say

it was denial or
whatever stage of grief.

Maybe. But maybe it's worth a try.

Maybe I'm just overreacting.

Yeah. Or maybe something's not right.

I'm hoping we'll find out from the data.

I just, uh...

I can't get caught.

No, you won't... You won't.

Uh, I spoke to Arriane earlier.

- Was it bad?
- No, no!

No, no... Surprisingly, um...

she told me about her family back home,

like her mom

and her brothers, and...

It just sounded perfect.

Psst.

Roland?

She decrypted and printed it.

Great. Get it to the contact I sent you.

You're gonna want to see this.
I thought I was being punk'd.

- You thought you were punk'd?
- You have to see it.

What the hell is on it?

Get him to send it here.

You don't want to see it
before it goes to the media?

The plan was to get it out.

You want to take that risk?

Ok...

Well, depending what's on there,
we could end up like lab rats.

God knows where.

This place is bad, but...
things can always get worse.

Roland, are you there?

Yeah.

Send it here.

Ok. I send it tonight,
but brace yourself.

Marv got the files.

- They'll be here tonight.
- What? They're coming here?

Why? They should be blasted
on the Internet by now.

We should see what's on them first.

I wanted a smuggler, not an editor.

Don't you want to know
what you're dealing with?

Sure. How are we supposed to get
the info back out there again?

Marv made a copy. He's
still got the original.

Printouts will be under the
license plate of the bakery van

when it makes its drop.

They'll be here tonight.

Don't be late.

- Hey!
- Edward! No!

Burrows, what is it?

It's Ok. No one was expecting
you to be working today.

Um, were you there?

When they pulled my
father out of the lake?

When grieving, it's healthier
to focus on your time together.

But were you there?

I was not, dear.

But what I do know is
that he was a good man.

He always tried to do the right thing.

I don't understand how
he could've drowned.

Life is difficult to understand.

Especially when there's
no reasonable explanation.

People never really die when
we hold them in our hearts.

Their memory is everlasting life.

We should go to that campfire.

Hey! What the hell?

If you want privacy, lock the door.

No, I mean, what the hell about Penn?

I apologized.

You lied to her.

You fed her a bunch of crap
about some perfect family.

You don't know about my family.

The day I arrived, you said
you never knew your parents.

You're building a
friendship based on a lie.

It wasn't like that.

I think she just wanted a distraction.

I just kept talking and stuff came out.

The truth matters, Arriane.

I don't know what the truth is.

I can't find it.

I know I'm an orphan.

I remember some faces,
but it's all a blur.

Bottom line,

I have no idea who I am.

There's no me.

So, Howson got to you too.

Hey.

We'll find out what happened to you.

What happened to all of us.

Gabbe.

What have you got for me?

I heard Luce with Daniel.

They said something about the nurse

and Cassie in the med bay.

Ah, thank you, Gabbe.
That's most useful.

Dr. Howson?

Is Cassie back?

Cassie escaped.

Right. Of course.

Of course.

Wow.

Get settled around the fire.

Why are we doing this?

Why not?

Stargazing, campfire stories,
marshmallows, bonding...

Maybe you'd rather be
locked in your room?

No mosquitos in my room.

The files are going to
be here in 40 minutes.

- What?
- Yeah.

I've got to get to the delivery
area with all this Kumbaya crap.

Haven't had a chance to chat this shift.

- No.
- What's on your mind?

You need a joke to help turn
that frown upside down, huh?

You know, they say that frowning
uses more muscles than smiling.

What's the problem with that?

Give your face more of a workout.

That's good to see.

I hear you, uh, helped Penn yesterday.

Yeah.

I wasn't the only one.

Well, um... I'll let
you go early as a reward.

That's Ok. I'm already
going to be late, so...

Well, you can change out of your whites

in my luxurious office.

Save you from going back to your room.

You don't want to miss the food
or Miss Sophia's guitar playing.

I lied about that
second part, she's awful.

Uh, but the offer's there.

Thanks.

I made you something.

It's beautiful.

I love cameos.

I know.

Penn. I made up that story
about my perfect family.

I screwed up.

So...

Second apology of the day?

Why?

I wanted a family.

- Even a pretend one.
- I get it.

At least I had a family.

And some of those memories
are my most precious. So...

If you don't even know yours...

that's really hard.

Um, and, Arriane?

Um... C-Can I?

Would you tell me how you got here?

I was working at this cafe on Andrassy.

It was... a Thursday, I think.

Some of the guys from work asked
me to go to this guy's house.

I mean, it seemed casual.

A couple of expats
hanging out. No big deal.

When I got there,

the people who invited me
went to get booze and weed,

and they... they left me with this guy

who was, like...

completely wasted.

And I thought: That's fine, I'll wait.

It was cool at first.

But then, I got worried

because... I lit a cigarette for him

and he was just... staring
and smiling at me, you know...

Completely misreading the situation.

Yeah.

I remember feeling...
really uncomfortable.

They'd been gone ages, I thought:

Well, maybe it's some kind of set up.

I didn't even know the guys
from the cafe that well so...

What happened?

The shadows appeared.

And then I smelt smoke.

I don't know if it was them
that started it or me but...

You got the blame.

I tried to drag him out of there,

but he was too heavy
and I couldn't breathe.

There were flames everywhere.

I was scared...

so, I ran.

You tried to help him.

Don't blame yourself.

Argh!

Luce?

I felt something in my head.

Why did I hear it and no one else did?

You ready to talk?

- You Ok?
- Uh-huh.

Molly!

- You're late. Truth or dare?
- Dare you to ask me a question.

Ok... Moving on.

Gabbe...

Your choice.

Truth or dare?

- I'm going to check on her.
- Yeah.

- Your choice.
- Move up.

Hey.

- I'm just gonna go for a walk.
- Want some company?

Stay on duty, Tyler. Let
her have some alone time.

I just... want to get out of here, man.

What happened?

Is that a meteor shower?

What the hell?

The Veil has been destabilized.

All stations report.

The truck.

Whoa... Check it out!

We've got an intruder on the south side.

The Veil.

It's real! Ha! I knew it!

Edward!

I remember the Veil.

I remember what it does.

I remember the Veil and what it does.

That's why I see the burnt
ruins you told me about!

- You must come back.
- It's all a lie.

It's all a lie!

What have you done to my daughter?

Dad?

What happened to my daughter?

She died in the fire.

There was no fire!

No. No, please...

No, please. Argh!

Dad!

Penn! No!

Dad!

Dad!

Edward.

You told her I was dead.

We had to stop you
from telling the world.

You made me think she was.

Dad!

Penn?

Penn!

Edward!

Help me.

Dad!

Penn!

Penn!

It was behind the license
plate, like he said.

- Did anyone see you?
- Don't think so.

What?

Didn't expect me to leave it to chance.

Give me my files.

Just mine will do.

By His will.

Oh, God. Arriane's
been here over 20 years.

What the hell?

Daniel...

Hey.

I heard Roland got his
files. I want mine too.

Cheers.

Was he trying to reach out to me?

He's gone now.

It's just a sedative,
and then we can help you.

We can make all those thoughts,
all that stress, go away.

It'll be Ok.

I'll take it from here.