Altered Carbon (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Fallen Angel - full transcript
While Kovacs tracks down a man who sent Bancroft a death threat, Lt. Ortega bends the rules to keep tabs on his whereabouts.
Just let yourself in anytime you want.
You don't have any food in here.
No one will respect a skinny girl cop.
I'm not going to let you get killed
because you wouldn't eat an enchilada.
Look at this mess.
When are you going to unpack?
I'm busy, that's all.
Too busy to put away your underwear?
I like it like this.
You're waiting for someone to come
and help you unpack,
...and it's not your mother.
You know, you could always move
to someplace that's really - yours.
Ana Luisa from the cleaners,
she told me there's a whole block
of new places near the Tenderloin.
No, no, Mama. This is my place.
I'm staying.
Yes, of course.
What do I know?
I'm just an old-fashioned woman.
Out of touch.
I've only got this life, and I'm not
planning to have another one.
Not this again.
How am I supposed to explain this
to your brothers and sisters?
Everyone at church?
To your father, God rest his soul?
That you've renounced
your religious coding.
Like you said, Papa's dead.
That should limit the explaining.
Sit down. We're going to eat.
Without your coding, you can be
spun back up after your body dies.
It's wrong.
You can't take your communion.
Father Huerta can't hear your confession.
When Papa died,
and we couldn't ask him what happened
or how it happened--
Your father was a devout man.
He would have never wanted
to be spun back up.
I know.
But if it were me?
What would you do, Mama?
Okay. I'll tell you, Kristin.
My heart would break
into a thousand pieces.
It would shatter my world.
I would cry enough
to fill up the oceans of the world.
And I still...
wouldn't risk your soul.
Now that the 653 stupidity is over,
there won't be any more talk
of spinning up the dead.
Don't say swear words.
I'm sorry.
What is that, Kristin?
I gotta go.
I gotta go. Thank you.
Are you supposed
to have that at home?
Thanks for dinner!
I love you.
You don't have any food in here.
No one will respect a skinny girl cop.
I'm not going to let you get killed
because you wouldn't eat an enchilada.
Look at this mess.
When are you going to unpack?
I'm busy, that's all.
Too busy to put away your underwear?
I like it like this.
You're waiting for someone to come
and help you unpack,
...and it's not your mother.
You know, you could always move
to someplace that's really - yours.
Ana Luisa from the cleaners,
she told me there's a whole block
of new places near the Tenderloin.
No, no, Mama. This is my place.
I'm staying.
Yes, of course.
What do I know?
I'm just an old-fashioned woman.
Out of touch.
I've only got this life, and I'm not
planning to have another one.
Not this again.
How am I supposed to explain this
to your brothers and sisters?
Everyone at church?
To your father, God rest his soul?
That you've renounced
your religious coding.
Like you said, Papa's dead.
That should limit the explaining.
Sit down. We're going to eat.
Without your coding, you can be
spun back up after your body dies.
It's wrong.
You can't take your communion.
Father Huerta can't hear your confession.
When Papa died,
and we couldn't ask him what happened
or how it happened--
Your father was a devout man.
He would have never wanted
to be spun back up.
I know.
But if it were me?
What would you do, Mama?
Okay. I'll tell you, Kristin.
My heart would break
into a thousand pieces.
It would shatter my world.
I would cry enough
to fill up the oceans of the world.
And I still...
wouldn't risk your soul.
Now that the 653 stupidity is over,
there won't be any more talk
of spinning up the dead.
Don't say swear words.
I'm sorry.
What is that, Kristin?
I gotta go.
I gotta go. Thank you.
Are you supposed
to have that at home?
Thanks for dinner!
I love you.