04x08 - Extraction

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"The Strain" is a thriller that tells the story of Dr. Ephraim Goodweather, the head of the Center for Disease Control Canary Team in New York City. He and his team are called upon to investigate a mysterious viral outbreak with hallmarks of an ancient and evil strain of vampirism. As the strain spreads, Eph, his team, and an assembly of everyday New Yorkers, wage w*r for the fate of humanity itself.
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04x08 - Extraction

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Previously on The Strain...

Every contact with the outside
world has been severed.

There's no way they're getting
that warhead into the city.

Zack, help! Come on! Zack!

No!

You gave Abbey a gift. She's
part of the Master's family now.

And she will never betray you again.

A230385.

Your companion's blood

smells like yours.

No!

And now, this one, too.

No!

Augustin.

Now, you.

Finish this.

My name

is Abraham Setrakian.

The professor would want us to
wake him to give him the White.

God. I just hope that it...

A strigoi in a perfectly
tailored suit...

who just happens to be missing a hand.

We need to be sure. Look for the head.

Dutch.

- Serves him right.
- Looks like he was poisoned.

We need to find the professor.

Hey...

It's just me.

Gus, what the hell happened?

Where's Setrakian and Alex?

Alex didn't make it.

And the old man?

Is he okay?

Professor?

Hey...

Are you all right? Setrakian...

I...

Don't have much time.

How long ago were you infected?
What are your symptoms?

If we can get all the facts, then maybe

we can figure out a way to slow down...

You cannot help me, Doctor.

I still have work to do.

This is the Partnership River Patrol.

No one is allowed to cross the river.

Pull the boat into the dock.

How goes it, fellas?

Cold one, huh?

No one's allowed to be out here.

Okay. Uh, you know, no one told me that.

- Armband.
- Yeah.

All right. Search it.

O'Malley?

What the hell's going on up there?

Hey. Stay where you are.

What the hell?

Aah!

Nice work.

Both of you.

It's good to be home.

Yeah, now what?

Quinlan gonna carry the b*mb
wherever your friends are?

He doesn't have to.

Anyway,

it's my turn to drive.

Jesus.

Where the hell is everybody?

Maybe they've been sequestered.

Rome was like this for a time.

Back in the 14th century.

What? The plague?

Wall Street?

Where are you taking us, man?

The safest place to park
the nuke that I can think of.

_

The government kept a sh*t-ton
of gold in this place, right?

- Think it's still in here?
- Doesn't matter,

gold is worthless now.

Yeah, but the building's
still set up to protect it.

You really think the nuke's
gonna be safe just,

like, sitting here while
we go find your friends?

I mean, what if the Partnership
comes poking around?

That's an excellent point, Roman.

Here,

keep it set to channel two.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. No, no. Uh-uh.

No, this is not a good idea.

Have you so little faith
in your own abilities?

No,

I just feel like y'all are gonna
leave me down here to die.

Only if you die of boredom, Roman.

We'll send word as soon as we can.

Hey.

Don't worry so much.

All right?

You can't just shut us out like this.

You have to let us help you.

There must be something that we can do.

What about the White?

Yes.

If it can slow down the aging process,

then maybe it has a similar effect
on the replication of worms.

The White is useless
against the parasite itself.

There is nothing to be done.

When we find the old man

and tell him we got the nuke,

you think he might
finally give me a smile?

Yeah, just like that one.

You have visitors.

Hey.

What's going on?

Hey, Professor.

Sorry, it took so long, but, um,

we finally got you your, uh...

Oh, this can't be happening.

Professor, relax, relax. Take a seat.

I have...

Tried to write down all I could, but...

I...

I have no time left.

Now, you must listen.

All this time...

I had been...

Looking at the Lumen through the...

prism of what I wanted to find there;

a concrete way of k*lling
the Master, but...

I was wrong.

I have gone back in, and...

I understand now

what we have to do.

We have to separate...

The Master

from all his collaborators.

The-the Lumen says...

"The power of the Beast

"resides not within itself...

"but within its limbs,

"those who willfully do its bidding

"and provide it sustenance."

Humans.

Acting out of

deluded self-interest.

Once we cut them away,

he will be weakened.

We will then be able to strike,

but this last move will come at a cost.

It will require an act of...

... self-sacrifice.

Professor...

What about the nuke?

Please...

Do not let the work I've done...

Be in vain.

Promise me.

Okay.

I promise.

Mr. Quinlan.

Does anyone want to say something?

I have been a witness to human mortality

for more than 2,000 years.

I know that a single human life

is too often just a
flicker in the darkness.

We should not mourn this man.

His death was inevitable.

Instead, we should remember
what it is that he showed us.

That the real...

Impact of a life

depends on will.

The determination to keep on
fighting, no matter the cost.

His life was a beacon.

For all of us.

Mr. Fet.

He would want you to have this.

To carry on his work.

He must've taken all of it.

You know, I told him this was poison.

- I never thought he would take...
- He wasn't gonna let them win.

Not while he had any fight left in him.

Alex.

Were you there when she d*ed?

By the time I got there
she was already down.

I saw my cousin die, though.

Eichorst wanted me to see it.

I'm sorry.

I'm just sayin' it's probably better

that you didn't see
what happened to her.

At least you got to say
good-bye to the old man.

You know...

When my father d*ed

I was in India, I was working.

He had a sudden heart att*ck

at a pancake breakfast
at the Rotary Club.

I always thought

if I could have seen him...

One last time, just talked to him...

it'd be easier, somehow.

Not easier, different.

I'd be more settled.

But I've seen a lot of people I love die

and I don't feel settled.

- I feel...
- Like you wish you had 'em all back.

I had a dream when I was out there.

The Professor, he had the Lumen.

He was burning the pages.

Then I saw he was infected.

I mean, that's weird, right?

How it all...

Basically came true?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Or maybe you were just...

Dreaming about what
you were most afraid of.

Yeah.

What do you think?

I think I just spent nine months

getting a nuke for
the old man and, uh...

... I-I don't see anything.

I mean, where's the face
of God in all of this?

Setrakian told me he was
wrong about the face of God.

Wrong how?

I'm not really sure.

He was caught up in this new idea:

cutting off the Master from his
collaborators. You heard him.

Yes, we did. And with all due respect,

he may not have been in
his right mind at the time.

It's possible that the voice
we heard was not Setrakian's

at all but the Master
trying to lead us astray.

- I don't believe that.
- Well, that's fine, 'cause it's not

about what we believe,
it's about what we know,

and we know that a b*mb
wiped out the Ancients.

No, we don't know that. We presume that.

What we know is that his last b*mb

k*lled thousands of people,
and it triggered a nuclear w*r

that k*lled millions of people, and
plunged us into nuclear winter.

So, I'm a little wary of
setting off another one.

We need to gather all of our
weapons as soon as possible.

Why? We got a big sale coming up?

Nah. No more selling.

We're done with all that.

We're putting everything we got
into the fight with the strigoi

and the Master.

And that includes all of us.

Do you think you can tell me what to do?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Calma, calmate.

- Where is Creem?
- He tried to make a deal

with the strigoi and
it didn't go so well.

Last I saw him, he was
trying to drink my blood,

so I drove a dagger
into his big-ass mouth.

Now, that's what I'm trying to tell you,

we can't think that this
doesn't involve us anymore.

Every deal you make,

every decision you think you're making,

the Master has a hand in it.

And if we don't fight,
we're helping him win.

Now, if you think you're
tougher than Creem,

you can go.

Do what you gotta do.

I'm not gonna stop you.

All right, so what do we
do know? We know that...

Sunlight won't k*ll him,

cutting off his head doesn't work.

Neither does putting him in a box, so...

It's astonishing to me that
we're still debating this.

The Master is clearly afraid of
us attacking him with a nuke.

He just blew every bridge
and tunnel onto Manhattan

to try and keep us from
bringing one anywhere near him.

Well, that may be true,
but I still agree with Eph.

Vaporizing a city full of people

is not the way to save humanity.

Most of those people are
working with The Partnership.

If you're so keen on doing what
Setrakian said... cutting off

the Master's collaborators...
Then I think setting off

a nuclear b*mb is an
excellent way of doing that.

He did say that k*lling the
Master would come at a cost.

Yeah, some sort of self-sacrifice,

- not mass annihilation.
- All right.

What's your idea, Doc?

Huh? Come on, dazzle us.

You got nothing, huh?

But you want me to toss out the nuke

just because you're telling me to?

You made the promise to Setrakian.

Does that not mean anything to you?

This is a waste of time.

- Where are you going?
- To get the b*mb.

Hey, hey, hang on.

What are you gonna do?

You're just gonna go
get it and set it off?

We don't know where the Master is yet.

How do you propose we find him?
Shall we hand out flyers?

We know the Master is
somewhere on the island.

If we set the b*mb to
the highest possible yield,

the odds of k*lling him are good.

Have you not heard a
word that we've said?

Yes. And not one of them has
convinced me in the slightest.

- You're not setting off that nuke.
- You really think you're gonna

- stop me, Doctor?
- All right, boys.

I think I have a way to find the Master.

How?

Sanjay Desai.

He works at the
Partnership medical facility

where Setrakian and I were being held.

He used to meet with
Eichorst all the time.

He's at the top of the
Master's pile of human sh*t.

If we grab him, we can
bring him back here,

and make him tell us
where the Master is.

And we'd be taking a
collaborator from him.

That's what the old man wanted us to do.

Regardless of what we
wind up doing with the nuke.


Not only that.

We can get everyone out
of that horrible place.

Our enemies are closing in.

They have managed to bring an atomic

b*mb onto this island.

You know the devastation
such a w*apon can cause?

Yes,

of course you do.

Now, everything we
have achieved is at risk.

The peace we have
established is being eroded.

They will not stop

until they have incinerated us all.

There must be something we can do.

There is something.

It's rather delicate.

A task only you can perform.

Me?

Yes, my son.

You are uniquely suited for it.

What happens next

will determine the fate of all of us.

I have to go out for a while.

You have nothing to worry about, Zack.

You were born to do this.

That's why the Master chose you.

Wow.

You're so hot.

I meant, like,

you're warm. Your body.

That's new.

I lost my sword.

And we can't all be wearing them now.

You think you got a pretty good
idea of what we're going up against?

I only know what it
was like when I left.

I'm sure they've amped
up the security since.

We should be ready for anything.

It makes me sick that
you were ever there.

Not half as sick as it makes me.

So, tell me,

what brought about your...

Recommitment to the cause?

Something the Professor said.

Made me realize that no
matter how hard you try,

you can't escape what you're
right in the middle of.

I'm sure he was pleased
you came to your senses.

Yeah, but not for long.

They found him because of me.

And the fact that they'd
been hunting him for years.

Don't dwell on it.

There are far more
guilty people than you.

You have no idea what I've done.

I don't need to.

I'm sure the list is long and tedious.

One thing I do know:

whipping your own back
won't make you stronger.

It'll only distract you.

_

I have a load of prisoners

who I am to take to the
drainage room immediately.

Is there a problem?

It's just that prisoners are
usually taken to the loading dock.

- For sorting.
- I'm under special orders.

Uh, yes, sir. Sorry. Come on in.

Everyone clear on where they're going?

Just remember, the longer
you can go without raising

the alarms, the better
it is for everyone.

Radios?

Kinda weird that Mr.
Bigshot collaborator

still has his office next to

a bunch of locked-up pregnant women.

It's his pet project.

He likes to keep an eye on how
all the women are coming along.

Make sure everything's
running on schedule.

Are you sure this mission
isn't all about revenge?

I'm never all about one thing, Doc.

- Oh, we know that.
- This is you.

Good luck, Doc.

You too.

The boat was left abandoned on Pier 16,

along with the bodies of
four of our river patrolmen.

And I'm gonna assume that
this stolen delivery boat,

it, uh, was of a size
that could accommodate

a nuclear warhead.

What?

I hate to bother you, sir.

I-I'm sure it's nothing, but
there was an unusual delivery

at the south garage door.

It was-it was a van full of prisoners.

Uh, the driver said that he was
heading straight for drainage.

You knew about this, right?

When the hell did this happen?

Uh, just a few minutes ago.

Hey.

Yeah?

What?

Is there something you wanted?

It's nothing.

Forget it.

Have a good one.

Look, I don't know who this

mystery van driver of yours is...

But there is nobody at drainage.

sh*t.

Okay,

I'm gonna use really small words

so you don't screw it up.

Get this place locked down. Tight.

Open all the doors.

Please don't make me
k*ll somebody today.

I'm no traitor.

Fine.

Is that...

Jesus Christ. They're in the building.

They're right outside
this office. Murphy...

No! Let go of me!

Wait! Wait!

My man.

All right, let's get
everybody out of the cages.

This way, here we go!

- Shh, shh.
- Who are they?

- Miranda?
- Where's Rosalinda?

Did she make it out? I don't
know, I haven't seen her.

- I have no idea...
- Murphy,

get them in the tanning room.
All three of you. Get in there. Now.

- Go, go, go.
- Move it!

Lock the door.

You, get on the ground.

Murphy.

Stay here. We're safer here.

The strigs'll come up
from drainage to help us.

We just gotta hold them off
long enough until they get here.

Stay back, Dutch.

Or all these young mothers are dead.

Hey!

Not another step there, handsome.

Fet, don't.

He'll do it.

So, what's the plan here?

We got a busload of strigoi
on their way right now.

The longer that we wait,

- the harder it's gonna be to get...
- Yeah, I get it.

Go.

Go.

Damn.

You're not gonna listen to me? Fine.

sh**t her.

g*dd*mn it, Murphy, sh**t her!

Fine,

- I'll do it myself.
- Don't! Please.

- g*dd*mn it!
- Quick! Here! Here!

Oh!

sh*t!

You'll be all right. Come on, let's go.

Come on, I got you.

Come on, man, let's go.

Wait.

Come on.

Oh, sh*t.

I got this. We need him alive.

Ow!

sh*t.

God...

- Damn it!
- Aah!

Aah!

g*dd*mn it!

You know you're not
getting outta here, right?

You're gonna end up
like your little buddy,

Rosalinda, tossed in the incinerator.

Ah!

You piece of sh*t.

You really think he's gonna
talk when he wakes up?

He'll talk eventually.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm just thinking about Alex.

I probably wouldn't even be
here if it weren't for her.

I'd probably still be down
in Philly, hiding out.

Or worse.

I could be in a feedlot.

Hey, we bumped into this kid out there.

Said he was looking for you.

What kid? Where?

I dunno, man, some kid.

He was in the market on MLK.

But don't worry.

We didn't tell him anything.

What did he look like?

White kid.

Uh, this... This tall.

Skinny.

Dark, longish hair.

That describes a lot of kids, Doc.

And even if, by any chance, this is him,

why would he be looking for you now,

after all this time with the Master?

You mean the-the market
by the Harlem River?

Yeah.

Eph.

I know, I know, you're
both probably right.

But I have to see for myself.

Zack?
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