02x11 - Getting Closer

[bunniefuu]

ECHO: Previously on Dollhouse...

Sorry, sister. I stay, we both get nabbed.

Don't leave me.

I was her best friend.
This is what I got for it.

This is my gift from Caroline.

And you said this time he took

- all of Caroline's imprints.
- Yeah.

PAUL: Where's her original self?

- BOYD: We have a backup?
- This was the backup.

Alpha mapped his entire brain.
I'll try and piece it back together.

You made me a doll?

- Then why do I feel like myself?
- You are, but it's an imprint.

There is only one place for a doll
as irreparably damaged as you.

The Attic.

ADELLE: They say
it's whatever hell you imagine.

This is your worst nightmare?

CLYDE: This is the shape of things to come.

We got it.
The information we were looking for.

I know how to get at the heart of Rossum.

We're ready.

It's time for me to meet Caroline.

(GIGGLING)

Hey, hey. Not this one.

Come on. You said you'd give me the tour.

Okay. Well, here it is, all right?
It's just like any other office.

Can I have my key card, please?
I want to take you to the roof.

Why so nervous?
Whose office is it anyway?

It's nobody's.

(GASPS) Look. Nobody's got a bar!

Hey, come on.
Do you want to get me fired?

No. I want to get you fired up.

(MOANING)

No. We really shouldn't be doing this.

Come on.

But I mean just in here.

You said you dummied up
the security feeds.

No, I know. It's just that I... You know...

I just don't want to leave any DNA.

Then don't make me bleed you.

Hey.

What are you doing?

What I came here to do.

Oh, God! You're a thief?
I let a thief into the building?

Relax. I'm not a thief. I'm a t*rror1st.

Oh, I am so screwed.

The woman who works here,
what do you know about her?

Nothing. I don't know anything.

I work for a security company.
I'm practically a temp.

Rossum's not gonna give a temp
full access to one of their buildings.

Hello, Carrie at the prom.
Off-the-charts smart.

Bet you could k*ll me with your brain.

What makes you a priority?
"Full scholarship."

- What's in Tucson?
- I don't know.

Please, just put all the stuff back.

What the hell is this?

I have no idea.

But that can't be in this building.

Then let's bring down the building.
See what's underneath.

Who are you?

ADELLE: Caroline?

Yes.

We need to know what she knows.

Clyde said there was one person
who had seen his partner face-to-face,

- and that was Caroline.
- She can ID the man in charge.

- Or the woman.
- (CHUCKLES) Or hermaphrodite.

Say, can we get back to the part

where the chairless imprinting tech
that I designed,

which you handed over to Harding
in order to get this swank office back,

how that leads to the apocalypse?

'Cause I thought that was
kind of an interesting detail.

It doesn't matter
where the tech comes from.

We have to do more
than disrupt production.

As long as Clyde's partner is still
out there, Rossum will go on.

We have to cut the head off the snake.

And Caroline's the only one
who's ever met that snake.

She's been behind the curtain.
Now we need for her to take us there.

Well, what if she won't?

I mean, you're impressive. You are.

You're carrying multiple constructs,

and something in you has allowed you
to fuse them into a kind of superego,

but Caroline isn't just
one more personality build

you'd be adding to the mix. She's real.

- Echo's real.
- You're damn right she is.

Ivy's right.

We actually don't know what dumping
Caroline into Echo's brain will do.

Your original self comes home
to find the house party

that's going on inside your head,

- she might fight back.
- She'd lose.

All right.

Pull Caroline from the vault.
Put Echo in the chair.

- Is that really necessary?
- Just a precaution.

And not an unwise one.

Unlike the rest of you,
I've actually met Caroline.

You okay?

I'm good.

We haven't really talked since you d*ed.

I guess we've both d*ed since then.

Yeah. Weird week.

So are you finally ready to meet the girl
who started all the trouble in your life?

What? Jenny Strauss from
my fourth-grade math class is here?

Okay. We're all set. All we need now is...

Caroline.

- Where's the wedge?
- Gone.

- What?
- Caroline's missing.

GIRL 1: Obviously clueless. (LAUGHS)

Well, she is clueless. She's at my party,

the biatch comes up to my boyfriend...

And you looked so hot.

- I mean amazing.
- I looked so good.

- You looked really good, too.
- Thank you.

Excuse me. Are you finished?

Huh?

Oh, yeah. You can take those.

So I was like,
"You've got to be kidding me."

- Yeah?
- And she was like, "No, I'm not."

- Okay, biatch.
- Yeah, big biatch.

- I am not a waitress.
- GIRL 1: What?

GIRL 2: Huh?

Not a waitress.

I'm just another person
standing here with a tray.

So I was like,
"You go anywhere near him..."

It's very crowded.

- And you ladies are taking up four spaces.
- She's not getting it. (GIGGLES)

Also, you appear to be finished.

Yeah, well, we're not finished.
I mean, does it look like we're finished?

- Yes. I just said that.
- GIRL 2: This is so awkward.

Oh, God. Was that the bisque?

Did you have the bisque?
'Cause I had the bisque. And...

(RETCHES) It's coming up again.

Oh, God! Love your bag.

- GIRL 1: Take the table.
- GIRL 2: Let's get out of here.

- That's so gross.
- GIRL 1: That's nasty.

Care to join me?

- You're not ill.
- No.

See, the mistake you made
was trying to reason with them.

But I find that even rude people
don't like to be barfed on.

I imagine that's true.

- Caroline Farrell.
- Bennett Halverson.

So, I'm just gonna guess.

Neuroscience major.

How did you know that?

Fish. Brain food.

Also, brain books.

- (CHUCKLING) Of course. I'm an idiot.
- And a genius probably.

Well, technically. And you?

Not a huge genius.

- I meant what are you studying?
- I'm still trying to pin it down.

I see all the things they have to offer,

and I figure, once I settle on one thing,
I've excluded everything else.

And there are a lot of things I'd like to be.

No, no, no, no,
get that thing out of my face.

MAN: It's for the video yearbook.

Okay. Hi, Mom. Are we done?

MAN: Is there someone you'd
like to say goodbye to?

Ditra and Meg...

And the girls of Sigma Tau, sisters forever.

Let's hope those venereal diseases
make you...

ADELLE: She seems so innocent in a way,
doesn't she?

- Unspoiled.
- Yes.

She wasn't, you know.

CAROLINE: Yeah. I probably...

Caroline Farrell left quite
a trail of unhappiness in her wake

and not a few bodies.

- Are you saying she's evil?
- Worse.

An idealist.

I shouldn't be at all surprised

if it turned out her wedge had got up
and walked out of here on its own.

I was glad when I heard it was missing.

- That's only natural.
- But I didn't take it.

I only considered it briefly.

What can I say? I want to do everything.

Is that too much to ask?

Okay. Why would Echo
steal her own imprint?

- (TYPING)
- Because she's become a real girl,

and if Caroline were to come back,
she might cease to exist

or wind up nuts or very confused.

Okay. But it doesn't track.

Echo went to the Attic for the cause.

Whatever that does to your brain
is worse than getting a roomie.

Now this is just Rossum being five steps
ahead of us again.

- We're there.
- Harding was running this place

for months. His people were everywhere.

Rossum could've had them
grab the wedge at any time.

We have ignition.
Ghost chair's just been engaged.

Let's do this.

(MACHINERY BUZZING)

After Apollo is accomplished,
bring Cassandra down for a full diagnostic.

- She's been complaining about...
- (BEEPING)

That's wrong. Something's happening.
Something unintended.

Not... Not unintended. Intentional.

Cancel this imprint.
This imprint's been corrupted.

Corrupted from the outside.

School pranks. This reeks of Topher Brink.

(GRUNTS)

We're in. She's here. We got her.

Is she okay? Is she still cute?
Don't you hurt her.

Gingersnap.

- What is this? What are you doing?
- I'm taking you to see an old friend.

Paul!

We're not leaving yet.

And the flight, not too exhausting, I trust?

You used the company jet to abduct
the programmer of a rival house.

I'm certain I'll be kicking myself
come holiday bonus time.

I'm sure you'll be dead by then.

It's a very open space. Quite a lot of beige.

You let them roam.
They roam like free-range chickens.

We keep ours more like veal.

Bennett? Hi.

Welcome.

You routed through an I-09 to seize
control of my chair. Impressive.

Topher here is going to explain
why we've gone to such lengths

to procure your services.

You won't be getting my services.

But you don't even know
what we need yet.

I don't care.

This man assaulted me.
Struck me in my own lab.

I'd like to file a formal complaint.

Miss Halverson, as you correctly noted,
you have been abducted.

Now you can be treated as a prisoner
or as a guest. It's entirely...

Can I get you anything?

- A diet soda.
- I have some!

(SIGHS) I mean, in my fridge.

Come on. Well, lab's in here.

You showed me yours.
Let me show you mine.

I can... I'll be all right.

How long you think
before they track her back here?

Sooner than I'd hoped, I'm afraid.

Damn romantic fools.
I'm surrounded by them.

- He couldn't just leave her there.
- No, I suppose not.

But I had hoped for
an outward appearance of normalcy

while we marshaled our forces.

However, any good battle plan
must be fluid.

We'll be going into full lockdown mode.

You did a good thing.

PAUL: Did I?
She walked away from me and I let her.

I never looked to see if she was okay.

She was a person,
and now she's nothing again.

We'll fix it. We'll make her right.

Once they've done this to you,
can you ever be right again?

- Imprint wedge.
- It's an original personality.

- What happened to it?
- It got damaged last year.

I only kept this around to see if,
as an exercise, I could restore it.

You know?
Like you did with the Hamilton wedge.

- You heard about that?
- That was legend.

The thing is, I still have no idea

which decompression algorithms
you used to recover the imprint.

Well, the Hamilton wedge
was only missing half its data.

That's a 1-to-2 compression ratio.

- This is only 1-to-4.
- An exponential increase.

(EXHALES) Failed test pins,

micro cracks in the spindle,
mag comp corruption.

Why do you need this one restored?

Would it sound OTT if I said this could help

prevent the end of civilization
as we know it?

I would need to understand the context.

You could use perceptual coding

to reassemble the autonomic functions,
I suppose.

How much data loss would we suffer?

One generation? No loss.
Every memory will be intact.

Awesome.

Then maybe we could work on
the one memory I'd like to erase.

Bennett, I'm so sorry I hit you.
I didn't want to.

God, how I didn't want to.

I was trying to k*ll your Active at the time.

You had your reasons.

Still, that face, slugging it,

not my first instinct.

No, I didn't think it was.

Some form of contact. But not...

Who's on that wedge?

Huh?

Who are you trying to resurrect?

(STAMMERS) This person.

(LAUGHS)

- Stupid. Does it... Does it matter?
- It might.

It's not like it's Stalin or somebody.

I didn't suppose that
it would be a historical figure.

Who is it?

(SWALLOWS)

Ready for your treatment?

I think I changed my mind.

No mind-changing.
Come on. Back in the chair.

- Is it so bad right now?
- No, it's not bad. It's just dull.

We're gonna make you pop!

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
I'm not sure I wish to pop.

You're gonna pop. And like it.

(CHUCKLES) In the chair. Lay back.

All right.
You're starting a big new job tomorrow.

You want to turn heads.

I'll mostly be studying them,
and they'll be rat heads.

Well, you want to look nice
for your vermin.

They're largely colorblind,
though they can detect some ultraviolet.

Then they'll love this.

The purple's really gonna
bring out your eyes.

(LAUGHS) Close them. I'm kidding.

This is your color.
What your color should be.

It'll still be you, just more you.

I've often thought I'd like to be less me
and more like...

- Well, you, actually.
- Me?

- I'm still undeclared.
- You know who you are. You're so fearless.

I'd love to get a look at your amygdala.

You have to buy me dinner first.

No one's ever done this for me before.

- Washed your hair?
- Taken an interest.

Hey. It's me.

I'd have called.
I don't trust the landlines right now.

DeWitt's ordered the house
into full lockdown.

I think it's time we brought you in.

Do we get to have one drink first?

Are you scared?

Not anymore.

(GROANING)

What did you do?

Her left arm may be dead but she's got
a terrific right cross, if anyone asks.

Actually, if anyone asks,
don't say I got b*at up by a one-armed girl.

- What did you do to him?
- Him? Him who?

Paul.

I gave him his life back.

- You made him a doll.
- (SIGHS)

I had to reconstruct his neural
landscape based on the brain scans

Alpha made when he damaged it,
but he's still Paul.

Same taciturn, self-regarding guy.

No, he's not the same. He's different.

Half his brain tissue was scarred.

I had to do major re-wiring,
which required healthy brain tissue.

There were two pieces of
real estate big enough for the job,

the motor cortex or the cingulate gyrus.

So either he could live his life
trapped in a paralyzed body

or I could take away something else.

Me, wasn't it?

Not his memories of you.
He's still got those.

Our connection.

I think so.

The freshest, brightest paths,
those are the ones I needed.

I think that was you. Yeah.

You're still bleeding.

Why don't you let me do that?

Dr. Saunders?

Hop up.

Tilt your head back.

How did you... What... You mean...

You two?

(STAMMERS) Wait, wait...

Less talking would mean less bleeding.
And I mean that in so many ways.

So you're the reason Boyd's been all
tardy and sleepy the last two months.

Glad you're back. You might not be.

Topher, that troublesome
one-armed creature, where is she?

I had to lock her up.
Couldn't leave her in the lab unattended.

- And your charm offensive?
- Mostly just offensive.

When Dr. Saunders is finished with you,
come and see me, please.

TOPHER: Right-o.

Dr. Saunders.

I try to be my best.

Of course you do, my dear.

Try and have her back on rotation
as soon as is practicably possible.

She is, after all, our number one.

Ma'am? A word.

Three months ago, someone deleted
a substantial portion of security footage

from the system.

- Three months ago?
- Not our system. The main building.

- I only learned of it recently.
- And?

I spoke to the security officer on duty
that night. He admitted to it.

- Freely?
- Loudly, and with some pleading.

Turns out he let a young woman into
the building. Your office, to be exact.

- I'll ask Judith to inventory my files.
- I already did. Two are missing.

One of them was Caroline Farrell's.

The security officer identified her
as the woman he let in.

Thorn in my side, that girl.
I thought we'd finished with her.

She dropped off the radar.

- You said there were two files missing?
- The other one was Bennett Halverson's.

Damn.

Halverson is one of Rossum's rising stars.

Rumor has it the man at the top
selected her himself.

Guess who's rooming
with Bennett Halverson at Tucson Tech?

- Who else knows about this?
- Just us.

Keep it that way.
We need to get to Tucson.

(DOOR OPENS)

Benster? You're home early.

They were doing routine maintenance
at the lab.

Oh.

You broke out the Tasty Couture.
Good choice.

You said it was okay for me to borrow it.

Yeah, totally. Rock on.
I kind of got it for you.

- Is something wrong?
- I wasn't snooping.

I just went into your closet
to find the outfit.

- Who are you?
- Bennie...

Who are you?

- I'm Caroline. You know me.
- No. I don't think I do.

Where did that file come from?

LA. A Rossum office in LA.

- Why do you have it?
- Because I took it.

And it led you to me?

I saw you were valuable to them,
which made you valuable to me. Yeah.

You wanted to get close to them?
To hurt them?

A lot.

Bennett, Rossum is out of control.

They're doing things, experiments,
not just on animals...

If you'd seen what I'd seen.

- I thought you were my friend.
- I am.

Then why won't you let me help you?

You're not pissed because I used you?

I'm hurt that you won't.

Do you want to blow up a building?

(DOOR OPENS)

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- Hey, stud.

Mother always wanted me
to date a doctor.

Yeah. I wonder what mine wanted.

Guess we'll find out.

It's scary, isn't it?

- We need Caroline.
- We need you.

I keep thinking there is a me, that I'm real.

But every time I talk to someone,
they act like I'm doing tricks.

Paul never believed Echo was a person,
even when he cared.

Now he's just waiting for Caroline
to kick me out.

That's never gonna happen.
Look, I never met Caroline Farrell.

I know she drives DeWitt
about as crazy as you do,

so I figure she can't be all bad.

But I know you. I've watched you grow.

I've watched you build yourself
from scratch, against all odds, against us.

You're stronger than everyone here, Echo.
Even Caroline.

If she gets in there,
I think she'll be proud to know you.

Okay.

I have to put the house on lockdown.

- You gotta do that now?
- Yeah. Orders.

Give me three minutes.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

VICTOR: I'm glad you found
something for us.

We were starting to
feel like a couple of fifth wheels.

SIERRA: What do you need us to do?

ECHO: I need you to get the hell out of here.

There's time.
Probably not much, but some.

And I don't want you spending it here.

- I don't understand.
- Look at her.

Understand?

We're about to go to w*r.

You never know
what you're gonna lose in a w*r.

You never know
what you're gonna lose anyway.

Go. Be with each other.
Even if it's just for the night.

Thank you.

Guys.

If you somehow forget the way
back here, that's okay, too.

(GROANING)

Clyde's dead. Rossum's on to you.
They're coming.

He said they're on to us,
probably headed this way.

This could alter our plans considerably.

Okay. Am I the only one thinking

we're getting maybe a little too much
of our intel from The Matrix?

Or possibly TRON, given the outfits?

We'll assume the information is good.
We'll begin evacuation procedures at once.

Every Active to be brought to imprint,

their original personality restored,
then released.

We can dispense with the niceties.

I'm not leaving behind a house
full of helpless creatures.

"Behind"? Where are we going?

Tucson, obviously.

- These are the labs with restricted access.
- Then these are the targets.

You sure you're up for this?

- We're in it together, right?
- Until the end.

Go. I'll do my work from here.

You should be above the first lab by now.

Copy.

(OVER RADIO) First charge is in place.

Ten minutes on the clock.

(BEEPING)

First charge is hot. No backing down now.

Caroline?

I'm above a lab just past the L junction.

It's not in the schematic.

Set the last charge and move on.

The only reason you build a room that's
not in the plans is to hide something.

- I'm going in.
- You don't have time.

Caroline.

When you get curious, you get dead.

Caroline, do you read?

(EX CLAIMS IN SURPRISE)

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

Caroline!

(MUTTERING)

Bennett, we have to abort.

- What?
- There are people in here!

You can't. The timers are set.

I'll try to pull the detonator caps.
You have to run!

- MAN: Help me!
- (EX CLAIMS)

- Run!
- I won't!

CAROLINE: Run! Go!

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

(expl*si*n)

SAUNDERS: He was in there too long.
He's going into shock.

- We need to get him to a hospital.
- That's not possible.

My entire support staff are engaged
in the evacuation.

Evacuate him. He risked everything
to get his message to us.

Put him back in the Attic.
It's his best hope.

No. No, you bitch. I'd rather die.

Well, I'd rather you didn't.

See that it's done.

- Let me take him.
- It's done, Mr. Ballard.

She's right.
His best chance is back in the Attic,

and we could use someone on the inside
when we hit the mainframe.

- I don't know you anymore.
- I know.

Mr. Ballard, do you recall
your former neighbor, Mellie?

Paul?

You insisted she come along.

I insist she be someone
who trusts you entirely.

We shan't have time
for any Senate subcommittees.

Paul.

What's happening?

- Is this place what I think it is?
- Yeah.

Are you taking it down?

We're taking it down.

And you found her. You're Caroline.

He never gave up, you know.
He never stopped looking.

- I know.
- (WHISPERING)

Mr. Ambrose.
What a lovely late-night surprise.

- Are you surprised, Adelle?
- Surprised and delighted.

- He doesn't look surprised.
- He's paid not to look surprised.

What can I do for you?

You can go with these gentlemen.
They'll escort you to your debriefing.

As of this moment, I'm taking over
this house and liquidating the inventory.

I beg your pardon?

AMBROSE: Let's not play games.

Nobody comes out of the Attic, Adelle.
There have been multiple breaches.

- You're done. Take her.
- BOYD: I don't think so.

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALES)

Well, I guess we can agree
this carpet's done for.

(BOYD GROANS)

Mr. Langton!

(SIRENS WAILING)

Bennett!

- Bennie!
- I can't move.

My arm's stuck.

(GROANS)

What are you doing?

You were working late.
The building was att*cked.

They'll find you. You'll be fine.

No. You can't leave me. I'm with you.

No, you're not.

Don't leave me.

Sorry, sister. I stay, we both get nabbed.
And I'm gonna make sure it's just me.

Don't leave me!

Caroline!

(DOOR OPENS)

- You're gonna bring her back.
- (SCOFFS) Don't think so.

- No. You're going to.
- Or what? You'll hit me?

I considered that.
I also considered letting you go.

I don't want her back
any more than you do,

but the fact is, I need her.
I need what's in her head,

and I need you to get it.

I'll make you an offer.

You resurrect Caroline Farrell long enough
for me to save my friends

and I'll let you do anything
you want to her.

I will hold the bitch down.

Deal?

- BOYD: Are you out of your mind?
- No.

But Ambrose is.

You think a ranking Rossum board member

would confine his consciousness
to a single body?

When he finds out you've k*lled him,
you'll be a target.

- How is he gonna find out?
- I'm going to tell him.

- Which is why you're going to run.
- To draw their fire.

- It is a w*r.
- Yes, it is.

(TYPING)

Claire?

She should stay with the group.
She'll be marginally safer.

- Thank you.
- Thank me later.

Gary Walden.

Hey, Gare. What do you know?
Term's up. You're done!

Has it been five years?

Uh... Sure. Sure.

Sanderson here is going to see
you make it back into the real world okay.

Five years, huh? (CHUCKLES)

- Wow.
- Yeah. It's gone so fast.

Wow. Seems like I just got here yesterday.

You got a cigarette?

(SIGHS) Last Tuesday, actually.

- Okay. That all of them?
- One more.

You changed your mind?

It turns out Echo and I
share some common interests.

Give me a hand?

I'll give you both.

That wasn't a reference.

I'm going for a walk.

(TOPHER SIGHS)

Thanks for grabbing these.

- Where will you go?
- I don't know yet.

I'll have to figure that out on the move.
Somewhere they can't pinpoint me.

- Where's that?
- I don't know!

And I wouldn't tell you if I did.

Echo's already in danger.
I don't want you to be.

It's an understatement to say
they have ways of making you talk.

Maybe I'll just keep moving.
I'll be okay... (GROANS)

You won't be able to go to the hospital
if you need to.

- Some extra bandages to re-wrap it.
- I'm healing fine, Claire.

And you will need these to
fight off infection. Fever is the first sign...

Claire, it's a through-and-through.
I'll be okay.

- (WHIMPERING) I wish we had more time.
- I know.

(SOBS)

- I'll come back for you. You understand?
- Yeah.

I'll come back for you.

IVY: We are now officially evacuated.

Topher, I'm gonna go in the back
and deal with the burn racks.

Take a message.

You're using non-linear transformation
for all the cognitive controllers.

Yes, I am.

If you had a Dewey pin,
this might go a little faster.

Sure.

(BOTH LAUGHING AWKWARDLY)

Ow!

I'm sorry.

- Ow. Ow. Ow.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Ow, ow, ow.
- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

More of that
if we prevent the end of the world?

- Yes.
- Yeah?

You know, I always had a crush on you.
Even when I thought you were a dude.

This is better.

- He's in love with you.
- I'm sorry?

Claire. Claire Saunders.
I was the house doctor.

I used to be number one.

Oh.

I see. Yes.
Topher mentioned there'd been...

It's nice to meet you.

- Is that Caroline?
- Mmm-hmm.

Do you really think
you're gonna be able to get her back?

I'm confident of it.

- Do you really think he likes me?
- I didn't say "likes."

He's remarkable.

I honestly didn't think he was capable

of admitting the existence
of another human being,

let alone loving one.

I think you're the remarkable one.

I couldn't find a Dewey pin, but maybe...

(ALARM SOUNDING)

- (COCKS g*n)
- Do not move.

You have much to answer for,
young woman.

I do?

You forced me to come to Arizona.
I loathe Arizona.

We're taking her back to the house?

I don't think she's left us with
much alternative, Mr. Dominic.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Yes? Of course, sir.

I wouldn't dream of keeping her from you.

There's someone upstairs
wants to meet you.

Who?

The head of the company
you just tried to blow up.

- You weren't invited.
- No hard feelings, darling.

Trips to see our director are
generally one-way. Enjoy the ride.

ADELLE: Topher?

Topher?

Topher, I need you to focus.

- Topher?
- ECHO: Saunders did this.

Rossum got to her.

Probably months ago,
right after she left this place.

- A sleeper?
- Yeah.

- Boyd loves her.
- He'll have to adjust.

ECHO: I'm going after her.

(LIGHTS HUMMING)

Or not.

- Topher?
- (STAMMERS) We can bring her back.

We can bring Bennett back.
We can bring... We can map...

There's nothing left to map.

The person you need to bring back now
is Caroline. Can you do it?

Good.

TOPHER: All right.

I can do this. I can do this.

I got it from here.
You get your chance, you slip out.

In the real world, you can write
your ticket anyplace you land.

I really do want to help you.

Then live. You have a remarkable brain.
I think it should stay in your head.

Ivy, don't become me.

Go! Go!

(EXPLOSIONS)

- We're breached!
- That's one word for it.

MAN: Fan out! Fan out!

This won't do it.

I was loading the weapons reserves cache
up in the Handlers' quarters.

Go!

(DOOR OPENS)

ECHO: How long?

This is going to take just as long as it's...

Done.

- Where the hell is security?
- Assume they're dead. Let's do this.

(g*nsh*t)

Damn. I just had that replaced.

- Don't be ridiculous.
- You're our general. We can't lose you.

- (COCKS g*n)
- Good luck. All of you.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

TOPHER: Stay back!

I've imprinted myself
with many useful skills.

You don't even want to know.

(GRUNTS)

BOYD: Hang in there.

There's someone upstairs
wants to meet you.

They mistakenly let a woman in.

Caroline's the only one
who's ever met that snake.

Enjoy the ride.

Hello. Hi.

Hey, thanks for coming up. It's terrific.

- Can I get you something? Tea?
- I hate tea.

Okay. So not tea, then.

Wow. I mean, look at you. Caroline Farrell.

So you're Rossum?

Um...

Rossum is just a name, actually,
from a play.

Although technically
you're not robots, it seemed to fit.

Sorry, Clyde.

Clyde Randolph II.

Well, like the fifth, actually.
I use a lot of bodies.

I'll explain that later.

My partner and I have
been quite eager to meet you.

Why me?

Because you're very special.

You're going to help us
in ways you can't understand.

- Not likely.
- You don't have a lot of options.

So I'm gonna be one of your zombies?
Open up my brain like the rest of them?

You'll never be like the rest of them.
You won't be harmed in any way.

You're far too valuable.

And I'm just gonna trust you?

With your life.