Alphas (2011–2012): Season 2, Episode 11 - If Memory Serves - full transcript

It's Midnight Run, Alphas-style as Hicks and Kat transport a valuable Parish asset: a babbling, off-his-nuts memory sponge Alpha named Roland. Roland just might hold the strategic intel they need to stop Parish...if they can outrun and outwit Roland's seemingly indestructible Alpha "caretaker". Meawhile, Rosen is on his own hunt- for Parish' Achilles' Heel, a weak point to strike at. But Senator's Burton sudden presence in the Alphas office threatens to expose Rosen and Nina's own Achillles' Heel.

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- Previously on Alphas...
- I have this thing,

where I can't remember anything

that happened, like,
more than a month ago.

I want to see if Nina can help
you retrieve some memory

that your brain has,
for whatever reason,

buried away.

Is there anyone
there with you?

There's a woman.

I think she's my mother.

Can no longer send
an untrained,

and undisciplined, civilian
into the field.



Quantico's FBI Academy.

- Oh, thank you!
- All right.

Bill, Parish somehow
managed to coerce Senator Burton

to fast-track this photostim
through the F.D.A.

Every August Medical photostim

- has been recalled and destroyed.
- Good.

Make sure every import ban
is retroactive.

Of course.

We're finished.

Charlotte,

go home.

I've pushed the senator too far.

Her doctor needs
these brain scans.

Look, Nina,
it's risky.



The senator has
a lot of resources.

She could find you.

Unh!

What's your
relationship to Parish?

Unh!

Let's go, let's go!

Oh!

Aah.

Aah.

Do you know Parish's location?

Clear!
We're clear!

Can you think back to the last

time you saw Parish?

Relax.

And tell me
what I need to know.

Look at me.

Who else is involved?

What's Parish planning?

When's the last time
you saw him?

Fresh leads.
Take a look.

Any insight from you
will help us, uh, prioritize.

Nathan, don't you think
this approach

is a scattershot, really?

We're hitting
the Parish organization

from every angle.

We've got analysts
working 24/7.

We've got all the resources
we could want.

This place is like
the friggin' bin Laden desk now.

Yeah, and that took ten years.

But we got him.

Anything jump out?

Uh, no.

No, uh, not at the moment.
Sorry.

There's more where
that came from.

Cameron, there's
a farmhouse at this address.

If there's anything there that
can lead us to Parish,

we need to get to it...

before the investigation.

So you don't trust
Cley's people?

No, I don't.

We both know how Parish
can twist people's loyalties.

Okay.

The place is only
a few hours away.

As much as I'd like
to go with you,

I'm afraid my sudden departure
from here

would garner more attention
than I'd like.

But you will, however,
need some backup.

Someone who won't be missed.

Yes!

It's my first recon mission.
Mm.

Uh, yay, high five.

- Um...
- yes!

But there's
a little more involved

than just reconnaissance, Kat.

Okay. All ears.

Quantico-trained ears.

Mr. Hicks is grieving.

So I'm counting on you to keep
him focused on the task at hand.

Yeah, of course.

Dr. Rosen.

The factory in China,

the one that made
the photic stimulators...

- Yeah.
- For Stanton Parish?

They ju...I just got a ping.

They exported something
to New York.

But I-I don't know what it was.

But Senator Burton
shut down August Medical.

Oh, yeah, no, but it's
not August Medical anymore.

Gary, will you try and
discover what's been exported?

I, yeah, no,
I was gonna do that anyway.

That's...even if
you didn't ask me.

That's my hot lead.

Oh, Bill?
Yeah.

Can you give me a ride
to the hospital after work?

Gary, why do you need
to go to the hospital?

Oh, 'cause my mom
was in a car accident.

Okay, first
post-Quantico mission,

and I'm totally psyched.

Again with the video diary.

I'm all geared up.

I've got guns, tech gear,
snacks, and I've memorized

the topography within
a 50-mile radius.

They're leaving.

Unsub leaving the premises.

Matches profile described
by locals.

Total badass.

Loner, ex-military type.
I'm forced to make an evaluation

by eye 'cause Hicks is bogarting
the binoculars that I brought.

All right.

Let's see what's
so special about this place.

Remember to check
your danger areas upon entry.

Show me your hands!
Right now.

Oh.

Did I...

Did I ever tell you about
the time I met John McEnroe?

In Malibu, on the beach.

He...he's a lot nicer
than you'd think.

We...we still keep in touch.

What?

I liberated Buchenwald!

All right, not...
not all by myself.

And if you guys are hungry,
I-I can whip up

a little something.
I studied, uh,

at Cordon Bleu.
La cuisine salon.

Hey, what's your name?

Your name!
Uh, uh, Mitchell.

Okay, Mitchell.

Now why are you locked
in this room?

I have to be here.
I'm...I'm very important.

Yeah? Says who?

Um... Stanton Parish.

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2x11
If Memory Serves

No, so far, nothing.

So, the scale in the bathroom

is broken, and there's
a butt load of empty

milk cartons in the trash,
but besides that...

only thing out of the ordinary
is this guy.

First time I saw the boss

was spring of '72
at the Stone Pony.

The Boss?
What do you mean, Parish?

Springsteen.

The guy still puts on
a hell of a show.

Pretty sure this dude's cheese
has slid off his cracker.

Did I tell you that
I burst in on Mitchell

with a gun in my hand and
a cute blonde at my side?

Wait a minute, that wasn't you,
that was me.

What do you mean,
"at my side"?

Since when did
I turn into Tonto?

If Parish is keeping him locked

in that farmhouse,

he must be important.

Hey, Hicks.

That massive jailer dude
could be back at any time.

Yeah, Doc, we gotta move.

Bring him in quickly.
And quietly.

All right.

Let's go.

I don't have my keys.

Have you seen my keys?

Dr. Rosen.

Senator Charlotte Burton.

I'll be acting as the senate

liaison to the Parish
task force.

Yes, of course.

Uh, please, come in.

Thank you.

A lead?

Uh, one of hundreds.

We're literally drowning
in leads.

Senator?

Yes.

My question to you,

where is Parish vulnerable?

What are his weaknesses?

Well, if...if he has any,
he's, uh, he's playing them

very close to his vest.
Don't we all?

But everyone has
an Achilles' heel, Dr. Rosen.

Now, I'd like
to be brought up to speed.

Uh, yes.
Yes, of course.

Let me show you
to the conference room.

Uh, Dr. Rosen...

I know what you did.

I asked around about
your research,

and I don't think
those medical files

could have come
from anywhere else.

If those brain scans hadn't

found their way
to my neurologist,

I'm not sure I'd be here today.

I owe you my life.

Nina, you went behind my back,

and provided her with
a paper trail

which she has followed
directly to me.

I saved her.

Lee, I know you.

You don't want her blood
on our hands.

It's not her blood
I'm concerned about.

It's if...when she puts
the pieces together,

you and I could go to jail.

Send her home.

Push her?

But I don't know what
that would do to her.

We have other concerns
right now.

So, what, she's
an acceptable casualty?

All right, then you leave.

I'm in the middle
of interrogations right now.

We don't know if her seeing
you is gonna trigger her memory,

and that's a risk
I'm not willing to take.

Now, as soon as I can figure
out a way to move her

off the investigation,
I will let you know.

Bill, I don't like it here.

I-I don't...last time
I was in a hospital,

I lost Anna again.

I don't...I don't want
to stay here.

I understand, Gary.

Look, no one likes hospitals,
okay?

- Yeah, I know.
- Including your mother.

No, no, they...
she's still in surgery, okay?

Yeah, so...yeah,
she's unconscious, then.

She doesn't even know
that I'm here.

Come on,
let's go back to the office.

- No, okay?
- Come on, Bill.

I have a hot lead.
All right, well,

then work from here.
I can't-

No, Bill!
I can't work from here.

- Gar...
- I don't like it.

We've been over this already.

Gary, will you
please chill, okay?

I'm-no, I don't want
to chill.

Gary, just chill and have
a seat, please.

I don't want
to chill out, Bill.

Look, I'm sorry, all right?

I just...

I've been up half the night

with Jeannie,
driving Adam around.

Oh. But he's a baby.

He doesn't have anywhere to go.

No, I know.

I could...I...

oh, no, that's it, Bill.

I found it.

The shipment that arrives in

New York from Stanton Parish's
factory.

Oh, shh, shh, shh.

This is it, the manifest.

It says
"industrial electronics."

That's it.
We're gonna need

more details, okay?
Yeah.

- Anything on the factory?
- Yeah, it's all here, Bill.

But I-I can't read it.
Neither can you.

It's all in Chinese.

I was calm as we approached
the farmhouse,

sliding into danger as if it
were a pair of fuzzy slippers.

Hicks, however, was a wreck.

Reeked of fear.

And the breakfast burrito
he ate a couple of hours ago.

I was calm as we approached
the farmhouse.

Come on, Hicks.

Why don't we talk anymore?
We used to talk.

Did we have some torrid sexual
affair I'm not remembering,

or, what's the deal?

You want to talk about sex,
I was stationed

in the Philippines
in the second World War.

If you two don't
shut the hell up,

I swear to God
I will crash this car

and I will kill us all.
You got it?

Look, I'm sorry about Dani.

If you want to talk about...

I don't.

Dani is dead.

I'm responsible for her death.
I-I killed Dani.

What the hell did you say?

Hicks, do something!

Unh!

He's dead.

Yeah, so is the car.

Come on.

We gotta get off the road.

If that guy called
for back up, we're in trouble.

Unh!

- We've gotta call Rosen.
- We're out of cell range.

We're too far off the grid.

I...I don't have my keys.

- I-I can't find my keys.
- You don't have any keys.

People locked in rooms
aren't usually given keys.

Am I going home soon?

No, you're not going home soon!

Look, we need to keep moving.
There could be a battalion of...

- No! You are gonna tell me...
- Badasses after us.

How you are responsible
for Dani's death.

And then I put my gun
on Mitchell, and...and...

and the prisoner
looked really scared.

Hicks, you can't shoot
the prisoner.

They didn't exactly teach
us that at the academy,

- but it was totally implied.
- Well I didn't go to the

academy, so you tell
me about Dani.

About Dani.

I, um, wanted
to be straight with you.

I want to be with him.

I appreciate your candor.

You deserve to be happy,

as does Mr. Hicks.

Don't you ever
do that to me again!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What just happened?

He just put me with Dani.

I'm not following, Hicks.

It was like it was
in a memory, all right?

But it wasn't mine!

Okay, then whose memory was it?

I got a pretty good idea.

Gary's list from
the factory, translated.

All the industrial electronics
have basically the same

components as the photostim.

The one used on Jason and me.

So Parish is still looking
for a way

to amplify Alpha abilities.

Apparently so.

It's critical
we intercept the shipment

before it gets to Parish.

I was gonna walk back
to the office.

But Google maps said that it...

it would take
3 hours, 18 minutes.

I'm not built for that.
No, you're not.

I imagine this is pretty hard
for you, huh?

Yeah.

You know what this is like?
Remember...

remember when you had Adam?

And he's just
a helpless little baby?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

- It wasn't even that long ago.
- Yeah.

I've got a good memory, Bill.

- Well...
- I'm not a cat.

Well, that's exactly
how your mother feels, okay?

So, it's your turn
to look after her.

It's only right, partner.
All right?

All right?

Yeah, Harken.

Okay.

I'll be right there.

Gary, I've got
to go back to the office.

That was Rosen.

I'll be back as soon as I can.
You okay?

Gary, are you okay?

That's...that's good.

You okay?

How does he do that, huh?

Put me in someone else's memory?

Well, I'm guessing
he's an Alpha.

Oh, really, you think?

Hey, can you mess with
the cortisol levels

in people's hippocampus?
Because that would totally

affect people's
memory reconsolidation.

I'm lactose intolerant.

I mean, once slice
of cheese and look out.

Yep.

I don't think he would
understand what you were saying,

even if you did say
it in English.

Would you like me...

Yeah, I'd love to hear it
in English, thank you.

So,
he touches you, right?

And zap, he records whatever
memory you're thinking about.

And then he touches you later,

and he put you back in, only
in HD smell-and-touch-o-vision.

Isn't that right, Mitch?
Uh, right.

So he's a Total Recall Alpha.

- I don't...
- It's a movie.

Okay, I'll put it
at the top of my queue.

Look, I'm guessing he can put
you back in any memory

he's got stored in his head.

Doesn't even have
to be your own.

Pretty cool toy to keep around.

So if he's holding
Parish's memories,

he must be a mountain of intel.

I'm good for it.

We're still out of cell range.

I memorized the cell coverage
in this area.

You're not gonna get squat until
we get back into town.

Okay, well which is
the quickest way to town?

Is it this way?

No, the quickest way is

to flag a car down
and flash our badges, but...

Under the radar, Kat.

No badge-flashing, huh?

No having to explain
to the local sheriff

why we killed a man,
or why we've got this

babbling idiot in cuffs.

I have to go home now.

If I wander off,
the caretaker will come for me.

I don't think you need to
worry about the Terminator, pal.

- Eh...
- Another movie thing.

Put it in your queue.

They can break my bones,

but I will always mend!

What are you...

he can recover from
a broken neck?

I'm your caretaker now.

And I will always keep you safe,
no matter what.

So do you think Parish is the
one who's lactose intolerant?

Well, every Alpha has
a downside.

Maybe we finally found his.

Look at you making jokes.

Maybe memory is his downside.

I mean, think about it.
Why else would he keep

an Alpha journal around unless
his memory was slipping?

Right before
my grandpa kicked it,

he used to call
me by the cat's name.

He was 70.

Parish is over 200 years old.

Have you guys seen my keys?

I-I can't find my keys.

Yeah, grandpa
used to say that too.

Look at you, smiling.

Don't hurt yourself.

I'm sorry.

Jeez, I suck at this.

Hey, look.

Thinking about Dani is...
it's messing you up.

So maybe, you know,
you should just stop.

- Or...
- Just stop.

Yeah.
You...you'll feel much better,

if you just
stop thinking about her.

Man, you really
don't get it, do you?

And for you,
all you do is forget.

So, tell you what.
Come on, teach me.

I wish I could.

Um...

I can help you.

I can put you inside

your memories of Dani.

Shut the hell up, Mitchell.

Hey! Hey, come on.
Here's the town.

At least I don't suck
at directions.

Okay, so...

You remember, obviously,

by rewiring here and here,
Skylar increased the power.

Yeah, and made the effect
of this device instantaneous,

as you know.

Well, yeah, how could I forget?

Okay, so take a look.

If you combine
all the components

of that factory shipment
together, you could end up

with a device that could
replicate Skylar's power boost.

And conceivably increase the
ability of hundreds of Alphas,

all of whom believe
in Parish's cause.

I got this.

So, I'll hotwire a car.

We'll be back in Manhattan
in time for Jeopardy!

Yeah, we could drive
a stolen car back to the city.

Or I could just head over there
and rent one.

Ah! That's why
I keep you around.

Always thinking.

Just keep him out of sight,
all right?

Okay, come on.
Let's go.

Get down.

When am I going home?

Um, you're gonna get
a new home, I assume.

Can't give you all the details,

'cause it's above my pay grade,

but I'm sure it's gonna be...
Awesome.

Who is she?

Why can't I remember?

I can help you, too.

With a memory.

If you want.

Um, no, thanks.

I'm kind of a hard nut
to crack in that department.

Are you sure?

There was a woman
in a blue dress.

I think she might be my mom.

Well, if she's in there,

I can help you find her.

Clorera has never let me down.

Clorera has the strength
to clean up life's messes.

Big and small.

What the hell was that?

Where's the rest of it?

I'm sorry,
that's all there is.

No.

No, that can't be it.
That can't be all I have.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

I don't have anything.

I can't even remember which
are my memories anymore.

Ms. Theroux.
I'd like to talk.

I'm sorry, I'm...
I'm just going home.

I spoke to Agent Cley
about you.

He said that you can put
thoughts in people's minds.

Make them do things.

I'm not feeling very well.

I need to go.

Do they remember what you did?

Why do you ask, senator?

Because I've been pushed.

At first I thought
I was losing my mind.

But when Parish's attack
came to light,

I thought an Alpha could
be responsible for my...

experience.

An Alpha like you.

I joined the task force

because I need answers.

I need to know if I was pushed

by one of Parish's people.

- By one of Parish's...
- I'm questioning everything.

Is what I'm doing my decision,

or someone else's?

I just want
to trust myself again.

You can.

The person who did this to you

isn't in control
of you anymore.

Your mind is yours.

How can you be sure?

I really need to go home.

Charlotte...

Go home.

You.

God, I hate the smell
of the docks.

Must be worse for you, huh?

Actually,
it's not bothering me.

I think I've come to
a Zen place with my senses.

It's like I've finally found
a balance between everything...

Between what?
Sex and what?

I know you're having sex.

- That is none of your business.
- Yeah. Uh-huh.

The manifest
says industrial electronics.

It hasn't been inspected yet.

It hasn't been touched since
it arrived yesterday.

Still sealed.

Maritime's gone for the day.
There's nobody here

to open this can for you.

We could try a chop...

We got this.
Thanks.

There are patterns in the dust.

The boxes were here.

Thousands of them.

He has them.

Parish already has them.

Now, where did he take them?

Okay, I'll do it.

Do what, sweetheart?

I'll come home,
and look after you.

But I have a new schedule now.

And I have...
I have pudding every day.

We have to go and buy
a load of pudding.

'Cause I have...
I have it every afternoon.

I should be having
some right now,

but I'm here looking after you.

We'll make it work.

I'm...I'm glad you're here.

Oh, yeah, you're welcome.

Is it?

Hey. Hey, look.

Oh, wait.
You're attached.

There's a thing.

- That's a step, right there.
- Whoa! The...oh.

Yeah.

It...
It's banana.

No banana?

I like blueberry.

Well, I'm...

I'm sure if we ask the nurse,
we can...

soo...szzah...
No, I-I don't...

Szzsahzz...

Oh. Oh, Mom?

Mom?
Hey, Doctor.

Mrs. Bell.

- Is she okay?
- Mrs. Bell, can you hear me?

She was just...
she was awake.

Talking to me.
Can you hear me, Mrs.-

Mrs. Bell, you're
in the hospital.

Can you say that for me?

Probably a C.V.A.

Okay, get her on 94% O2,
all right?

Page I.R. and tell them
to prepare for angio and T.P.A.

What is all that stuff?

And get him
out of here, please?

- I'm sorry, you have to go.
- Excuse me...what...no, no.

Oh...what are those things?

Is she okay, though?
She was just...

she was just awake.
- Just hang in there.

Hang tough a little longer now.

Stay with me.

I know you don't approve.

But she was living in fear
because of what we did to her.

I couldn't leave her like that.

It's better that she's scared
of me than scared of herself.

Better?

Nina, you of all people know
that fear can make people

do all sorts
of unpredictable things.

Letting her know was
the right thing to do.

All right, I'll...I'll reach
out to her and see what I can do

to smooth things over.

This is the person
you wanted me to be.

Dr. Rosen, Agent Cley
needs you to take a...

Not now.

Excuse us.

I need to speak with Dr. Rosen.

I just finished combing
through a raft of documents

regarding the unconstitutional
actions of your team.

I believe the Attorney General
will be extremely interested.

Yes, I can imagine he would be.

Your team is more dangerous
than the Alphas they go after.

And you?
You are the worst.

You use them
to assault innocents

under a pretense of justice.
Senator Burton,

I apologize for pushing you.

I can assure you,
we don't do that

without a lot of consideration.

But the other option was
to blackmail you,

with the illegal contribution
to your first campaign,

or that you had been compromised
by Parish's organization

in regards to August Medical.

So I decided
to have Nina push you,

because I thought that was
the gentler of the options.

And I'd like to think that
I won't regret that choice.

And, uh, yes, Senator,
you are right.

My team is dangerous.

And so am I.

Hey, Kat, I got the car,
so, uh...

Look, just meet me where
I left you off, all right?

Aah!

Where is he?

Hicks, you ready?

Let's trade.

Oh, crap.
Uh, look...

Mr. Caretaker, I'm not really
authorized to make deals.

Well you've got five minutes
to figure it out.

I need to call you back.

Shoot.

Okay, Mitchell,
I need you to focus.

You're the caretaker.
How do you do your thing?

- I'm your caretaker now.
- Mm-hmm.

And I will always keep
you safe.

Yeah, got that.

I need the other side
of the coin.

The downside.

How many times have I told you
not to drink my milk, Mitchell?

Your system can't handle it.

Milk cartons.

Okay, he needs a ton
of calcium to help him heal.

Which means his osteoblasts

would increase his bone
density like crazy.

Hey, Caretaker?

Did you break a bathroom scale

while you were healing?
Do you get, like, super heavy?

Have I ever told you about
the time I met McEnroe?

In Malibu.
Super nice guy.

- Yeah, you did.
- Where are my keys?

Okay, let's swap.

I'll text you
a longitude and latitude.

- Oh, so now you're in charge?
- Yeah, I pick the location,

- 'cause I have the leverage.
- How do you figure?

Well, if I lose Hicks,
I get yelled at.

If you lose Mitchell,

I'm guessing you get
a painful death.

I really hope I know how
to drive one of those things.

How's your mom?

She had another stroke.

She had a little stroke,

and that's why
she crashed the car.

Because normally
she's a good driver.

And then...but now she had
the bigger stroke.

And she's unconscious,

and the doctor doesn't know when
she's gonna wake up again.

Are you okay?

Yeah, of course I'm okay, Bill.

I didn't have a stroke.

Hey, Mitchell!

Hey, Mitchell!

Mitchell.

Where you been, man?

I-I don't know if I ever
told you this, but, uh...

I actually used to
run a fishing boat

out of these very waters.

Mitchell, where's
the girl you were with?

Concentrate on the present.
The girl you were just with.

Where is she?

She drove off.

She told me to walk.
You know,

these waters are pretty deep,

and I used to high dive

in water that was...
that was shallower than this.

Mitchell,
don't go near the water!

Hicks?

Hicks!

Oh, crap.

He's in the trunk, isn't he?

Hand me that rock.

Don't go near
the water, Mitchell.

Quit flailing.

You seriously don't know
how to swim?

I'm sorry.

I was too busy learning how
to pick locks under water.

How'd you know
the caretaker would sink?

He's too heavy.

He's... when he's healing,

his bone density weighs
him down.

Remember the milk
and the broken scale?

- Yeah.
- It's a science thing.

Come on.

Hello, Mitchell.

I'm Dr. Lee Rosen.

I'm very pleased
to make your acquaintance.

Dr. Rosen.

He's an arrogant bastard,
but I like him.

Those are Stanton Parish's
words, aren't they?

Can you show me, um, uh...

the last time
you spoke with Mr. Parish?

I must never forget what
I'm feeling right now.

I've lost another someone
who was very dear to me.

Dani is dead.

I'm responsible for her death.
I killed her.

I sacrificed her.

Well, I'm sure it was
for a good reason.

You always make
the right decision.

That's what you told me.

Did I?
Did I say that?

Yeah.

Yes.

Well, I wish it were true.

I don't think I did.

No, not this time.

If I could have
that moment back.

I can't let her death
be for nothing, can I?

I refuse to fail.

Fail?

You're all
I have left now, Mitchell.

I promise you,

you will grow old in
a better world than I have.

This farmhouse is my home.

I built it with my father.

It's where I raised
my first family in.

Really, it's still the only
place I feel at home.

Those are my memories,
Mitchell.

Clorera has the strength
to clean up life's messes.

May I?

Hey, Kat, it's your old buddy,
Cam Hicks.

And I just wanted to say,
for the record,

thanks for saving my life today,

but you are the most annoying
person in the world

to take a road trip with.

Hey.

What I said before,

about if I could help
you forget, I would?

I wouldn't.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

Turns out the only memory
I have of my life

is some stupid commercial
with this stupid actress.

Look, you're lucky
to have your memories.

Even the ones that hurt.

They let you know who you are.

Well...

I know who you are.

You are the girl
who can drive a rig,

and can pick a lock underwater.

I don't know if
I have the stomach for this.

Come on, you're an ace.

That guy.

I killed him,
and I don't like how it feels.

- That was justified.
- Yeah, was it?

I mean,
he was just doing his job.

Just trying
to protect Mitchell.

I killed a man today,

and I don't ever want
to forget how that feels.

So?

You get Parish's plans?

No, Cameron, I didn't.

It seems that Parish doesn't
use him in that way.

He talks to Mitchell
about his feelings.

Entire operation's a bust.

No. No, it's not.

Quite the contrary.

I learned quite a bit in there.

I learned that, uh,
I have misjudged Mr. Parish.

He is not a sociopath.

He cares quite deeply
about this young man,

and he cares quite deeply
about Dani.

And this humanity
of his makes him vulnerable.

That's his weakness.

And we are going
to use it against him.

I don't have my keys.

Here.
I was holding 'em for you.

Mitchell didn't
do anything wrong.

He doesn't deserve to be there.

I know.
But Building Seven might

very well be
the best thing for him.

At least his mind will
be at peace there.

Either way, you're not gonna
lose any sleep over it, are you?

Sleep? What's that?

Cameron, Mitchell is nothing
more than a thread to be pulled,

and Parish will unravel.

Parish won't let
you keep Mitchell chipped.

He'll come for him.

Let him come.

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