02x20 - Zeta

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They found that identical twins who were raised apart, never even met each other, still grew up with uncanny similarities.

Now, the study proved what a powerful influence genetics has over us.

Max.

But what about free will? I mean, I'm not gonna believe that everything I am was completely decided before I was born.

Can we choose to disobey our own drives? This troubling question endures as researchers continue to discover the extent to which human behavior is preordained by biologic and environmental influences.

I don't know.

Has being Batman just given me suspicious nature? Yes, but there's still something weird with Ms.

martel.

[Beeping]

[Beeping faster]

Zeta.

Going back to school? [Weapons cocking]

Remind me never to tick off the phone company.

Last chance to come home quietly.

Uhh! I'll call you when I know what's going on.

[Tires screeching]

Uhh! [Horn honking]

Uhh! Where's your respect for teachers? What the-- aah! Ohh! Special agent Bennett.

NSA.

The synthoid is ours.

Now, either help or get out of the way.

Aah! Aah! Move it! Don't lose the signal.

[Muffled cries]

You're not cleared for this information.

But since it's loose on my streets, you're going to be smart enough to tell me what I'm dealing with.

It's an advanced tactical synthoid, infiltration unit zeta.

Designed for deep-cover ops-- replace, interrogate, dispose.

You're not supposed to like it.

High endurance endo-frame equipped with a full array of weapons and tools.

A holographic emitter onboard conceals the rig while enabling zeta to mimic its targets.

And this you people release into a school.

We didn't release it anywhere.

It stopped following orders.

Ours, anyway.

Zeta was on a long-term assignment infiltrating a t*rror1st group.

it went renegade.

Why? How? We don't know.

We think the t*rrorists got to its programming.

We have to assume it's obeying them now.

And that means we take it out.

In a school, on a street corner, wherever we get the sh*t.

We'll cooperate however we can.

You get all that? Guess I'm losing my touch.

I don't like this Bennett waging his w*r on my streets.

I trust if you find the synthoid first, you'll show more concern about who else gets hurt.

At least we know it's out of the high school.

Don't be so sure.

If this thing was at your school for a reason It might come back.

Hey, Max.

Dana, what's up? I thought you might need a ride to winn's study group tonight.

No, thanks.

I'll see you there.

You know where winn lives, right? I'll get directions from her.

[Giggling]

Him.

You said her.

Winn's a guy.

Sorry.

Concentrating.

What else is new? [Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Beep]

Help! In here! Somebody help me! Go ahead.

No one can hear you.

Now let's go over everyone you know at school again, and this time, be more thorough.

Hey, workaholic, let's get some chow.

Genoa and Swiss.

Your fave.

Thanks, Terry, but I have a lot to do.

Maybe see you after school? You kidding? With what's been goin' on, the night job's been full-time lately.

In fact, I could use your help coverin' with Dana.

Sure.

What does she need? Know what? I just remembered I'm free.

I will see you after school.

[Beeping]

Signal's moving east.

It's headed for the factory district.

Get 3 scanner teams out there now.

Oh, come on.

Open! Uhhhh! Am I glad you're back.

I couldn't live another second without your charming repartee.

I must remember to practice sarcasm.

Uhh! Here.

You must be hungry.

Genoa and Swiss.

Your fave.

Mmm.

Why so nice all of a sudden? It is not all of a sudden.

I have taken great care not to injure you.

Being held hostage isn't exactly This detainment was necessary.

Why? What are you after? My freedom.

This filter will disrupt my homing beacon.

They will not be able to find me again.

Those guys who are after you.

They built you? Yes.

I was created for one purpose-- to destroy.

I do not wish to destroy anymore.

Prove it.

If you don't want to be a k*ller, then why carry around all those weapons? They will destroy me.

I must defend myself.

Even if it means k*lling? You're a smart guy.

If you really don't want to hurt anybody, you'll find another way.

Now.

Isn't that a load off your chest? [Chuckles]

We'll work on your sense of humor, too.

Run! [Grunting]

No! Wait! Stop, both of you! Come on.

Hold it! You don't understand! Zeta's ok! What? Are you nuts? Just give him a chance to explain.

It's a him now? I've seen this thing in action, Max.

It's a monster.

Aah! No! Zeta, he'll be k*lled! You all right? Freeze, all of you! Uhh! Yaaah! Uhh! Zeta! No! Get down! [Coughing]

Zeta: I was programmed to maintain the secrecy of my own existence.

Anyone I replaced saw what I was and could never be set free.

But you didn't want to k*ll this t*rror1st guy? He was not a t*rror1st.

His associates were t*rrorists.

He was an accountant.

So he was innocent? Yes, but that is not why I spared him.

Replacing him required that I live with his family.

I watched them experience life.

I saw his daughter ride a bicycle for the first time.

I could not deprive her father of seeing her grow just because he knew I existed.

Wow.

So why the high school? I needed computers and electronic equipment.

Compared to a government site, a school has little security.

And once you saw who's who at the school, i was the natural choice.

Who'd look twice at me spending all day at the lab? Ready to rock.

That's what I'm afraid of.

What? Look, I really hope I'm wrong about this, but he's been programmed to k*ll.

I'm not sure I can just let him go.

Ter, you heard him.

He doesn't want to be violent anymore.

No? Did you see him go for those lasers back at the factory? v*olence is hard-wired into him.

It's what he is.

He can fight that.

I know he can.

Max, he held you hostage.

You want to let him do that to someone else? I'm sorry.

It was my only choice.

It's the only way I know to acquire an identity.

Well, we're going to have to come up with another way, aren't we? Does your memory still hold all those people you, uh Replaced before? Yes.

Well, then, why not mix them up? You know, one guy's hair, another guy's eyes.

That way, you could decidewho you want to be.

Mix them up.

I should go.

They'll have followed my last signal to this area.

Good luck, zeta.

I still need to keep an eye on him, at least till he's out of town.

Just give him a chance, ter.

Still no signal.

He lost us.

We'll find him.

He's not getting out of Gotham.

P.

A.

: Now arriving on track 2, monorail 8 from center city.

Please step away from the track.

Passenger Ann French, please meet your party-- agent: Rail station 6, check in.

Rail 6, all clear.

P.

A.

: Please meet your party at the east information kiosk.

P.

A.

: Now boarding on track 4, monorail 18, bound for Dakota.

The radio said the snow was at 4,000 feet.

Isn't that kind of deep? [Thud]

Woman: Ugh! Ooh! I'm sorry.

I wasn't-- aah! What? Target spotted! Rail station 6, southwest sector.

Freeze, tin man! Excuse me.

[Screaming]

He's in there! Aah! [Footsteps clank]

Come on out, zeta.

Nobody blames you.

You're malfunctioning.

Let us take a look at you.

We'll make you better again.

We'll fix your programming.

Aw, zeta, don't.

I decide who I want to be.

There it is! Fire! Get down there.

Retrieve the synthoid.

Come on.

Let's go.

Agent: Around this way.

Second agent: He fell over here.

Agent: What was that? Second agent: I don't know.

Self-destruct? Well, start digging.

P.

A: Final boarding call, monorail 17, on track 3.