Extant (2014–2015): Season 2, Episode 1 - Change Scenario - full transcript
Six months after her life unraveled and dark secrets were revealed, Molly is confined to a psychiatric hospital when she learns of bizarre deaths that sound eerily similar to those she ...
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Molly:
My name is molly woods.
I'm an astronaut.
My husband john,
a robotics engineer,
Created a lifelike robot
called a humanich.
We adopted the prototype
as our son.
His name is ethan.
This is what we wanted.
Everything changed
when i went to space
On a 13-month solo mission.
I didn't come home alone.
I'm pregnant.
How is that
even possible?
The child--
part human, part alien--
Was unlike anything
the world had ever seen.
How did you get
so big so fast?
And he was dangerous.
You need to tell them
not to come.
I can't. We need to survive.
We know this being can somehow
access our minds
And make us see and do things
beyond our control.
Molly:
Ethan tried to stop him...
I know he's your son.
I won't hurt him again.
...And sacrificed himself
in the process.
Run!
Ethan?
We lost ethan.
And my other son...
Is still out there.
(kissing, passionate breathing)
Hey.
What's the matter?
Molly:
Change scenario.
(electronic chime)
(electronic whirr)
Let's get some ice cream.
Hot fudge sundae?
With whipped cream
and sprinkles.
And pistachio ice cream.
Pistachio.
I miss you, sweetheart.
I'm right here, mom.
(electronic chime)
Male electronic voice:
Molly woods,
Your virtual reality session
is terminated.
(electronic whoosh,
molly gasps)
It's time for your medication.
(sighs)
Molly woods...
It's time
for your medication.
Molly woods...
This is my third
and final request.
(sighs)
Woman: Can we give you
a ride home?
It's okay.
Man: It's pretty cold outside.
You must be freezing.
Woman:
We aren't gonna hurt you.
Don't know how old.
Maybe ten or 11?
(baby crying in distance)
Hasn't said a word
since we found him.
(crying)
four, four and
a half feet tall.
Wearing a red hooded
sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
About an hour ago.
(crying continues)
Appreciate that, officer.
How soon can you get here?
(door creaking)
(crying stops)
(baby babbles)
(crying)
(baby cries louder)
Man:
Yes.
2087 farmdale road.
(thudding, baby crying)
Ed...
Ed!
Justin! Justin, your mommy
and daddy are right here, baby!
Come on, son,
open the door.
(crying continues)
Ed: What the hell is
going on here?
Baby, mama's coming!
(latch clicks, door creaks)
(crying continues)
Oh, my baby!
(crying): Oh, sweetie.
Oh, baby...
(mother crying)
(sighs)
Ed:
What the...?
(screaming)
Molly:
At that point, senator,
Having lost all communication
with mission control,
And knowing that the spores
were contained on the seraphim,
I made the call
to destroy the station.
I managed escape pod separation
Just 18 seconds
before the station's detonation.
It was at that time that
You and colleague
sean glass
Made your way back to earth.
Yes, sir.
And mr. Glass?
He died...
Very shortly after our return.
But you were not affected
By the spores?
(gasping)
No, sir.
These microbes--
Or spores,
As you call them--
Have been definitively confirmed
as alien life-forms?
Yes, senator,
and without a doubt,
There is life out there.
(quiet, indistinct chatter)
How can you be
certain that
The threat
to earth has been contained?
When the seraphim exploded,
The alien microbes
were destroyed in space,
And no longer
pose a threat to us.
So, to your
best knowledge,
No alien life-forms have
set foot on the planet earth?
No ets
Running around
trying to phone home?
(laughs softly)
That is correct.
Well, thanks to your efforts,
dr. Woods,
We owe you a debt of gratitude
for showing extreme bravery
In terrifying circumstances.
This hearing is now adjourned.
Bravo to molly woods.
You okay?
Well, i just lied
under oath, toby,
So, no, i am not okay.
Molly, what good would it do
To scare the hell
out of the public?
Especially when we know
the threat has been contained?
What do you think would happen
if we told them the truth?
Anarchy.
Exactly.
I've been heading up
the global security commission
For six very long months now.
Learned more about pandemics,
terrorist threats and...
(quietly): Aliens than
anyone should know,
If they ever want
to sleep at night.
Most important thing
i've learned--
People spook easily.
And when they spook,
They do irrational things,
Dangerous things.
Woman:
General?
The car's ready to take you
and dr. Woods to the airport.
Thank you.
Come on.
Toby...
Are you sure he's dead?
Had some sort of seizure
Right after that couple picked
him up a few weeks back.
We've got the body, if you
need to see the pictures.
No, i don't need to see.
I just had to ask you
one last time.
He was dangerous, molly.
I know.
The weight of the world is
officially off your shoulders.
Get some rest.
(chuckles)
Take a vacation,
for god's sake.
When you get back, i'll
take you and john for dinner,
And we can all reminisce
About my drunken toast
at your wedding.
(both laughing)
when you proposed to me?
Hey, well, you can't blame a guy
for trying.
Come on.
I thought for sure
john'd be here.
Where is the
competition today?
Where he always is.
(electronic whirring,
blipping)
Okay, let's try this again.
(sighs)
better?
Something's limiting
his sensor pathways.
The response isn't proportionate
to the stimulus.
The calibration of his hand
touch receptors must be off.
Probably because
of his upgraded body.
His responses seem
pretty close to normal.
Watch yours.
It's not the palm.
His fingertip
sensitivity's weak.
Your fingertips seem
pretty responsive.
Julie...
(doors hiss open)
Molly.
Hey.
I wasn't expecting
you till tomorrow.
I took the last flight out.
Thought i'd surprise you.
I have an even better
surprise for you.
Come here.
Hi, molly.
Julie.
He's ready.
What? He's ready?
Yeah.
I thought it was
gonna be months.
No, his-his neural pathways,
His-his consciousness,
was intact.
It-it-it took much less time
than i expected.
Okay.
Here. Go ahead.
(electronic whirring,
powering up)
(gasps)
Ethan.
Mom.
(crying):
Oh, god. Oh!
Oh!
Ethan.
(crying):
You're back.
Ethan:
It feels weird.
Weird how?
To be back in my body
again, but... Bigger.
Well, that's 'cause
you're growing up.
Can you describe
where you've been?
It was like i was a bird,
free to go anywhere,
And now i'm... Not.
Did i die?
No, no, somehow,
you uploaded yourself
To the cloud,
just before the explosion.
Turns out, you-you-you
can't die exactly.
Because i'm not human.
No. You're so much more
than that.
Molly:
Ethan, you saved
My life on the seraphim.
You sacrificed yourself for me.
Now, that was brave
and very selfless of you.
And you may not be...
Technically human,
But you've got
more humanity in you
Than most people
on this planet.
And that's all that matters.
You hear me?
I hear you.
Molly (softly):
Good.
You're my son...
And i love you.
No matter what happens.
(sighs)
(crickets chirping)
Gina?
Yes, molly?
I'd like to see...
Security cam footage
From the week of july 10.
The week before
you returned from space?
Yes. That's right.
I'm sorry, molly, but cameras
were offline during that period.
(quiet whirring)
(whirring)
Gina...
Peter robot has a
motion-activated camera, right?
Yes, molly.
Can you access that drive?
(whirring continues)
Same time frame, please.
What would you like to see?
All footage of john.
And julie.
¶ ¶
Gina, can you go
to last time stamp, please?
Is there sound?
Sorry. Peter robot
is video only.
Can you use
facial rec software
To analyze and translate?
I'll try, molly.
Gina: "...Do this anymore.
She's coming home."
"this isn't right.
What we have is special."
"molly has been away a year."
"...Built a family.
"you can't just take that
and throw it away
Like it doesn't mean any..."
"do you love me?"
John:
Stop playback.
Molly, it's been over
for a while, i swear.
It was a mistake.
(exhales)
A mistake?
A mistake...
Is a coding error...
Or a broken plate.
This, what you've been doing...
Is lying...
Over and over
And over.
Yes, i-i did.
I-i lied, but...
It didn't happen
in a vacuum.
You-you were not here.
I'm an astronaut.
It's my job.
This is not about going
to space, molly.
There's a piece of you
That's... Not in this marriage,
And never has been.
Well,
If you weren't happy, then you
should've said something,
Not screw your lab assistant
in our house!
(sudden banging)
Are you john woods?
Yeah.
I have a court order
authorizing the seizure
Of the humanich.
What are you
talking about?
The humanich has been
declared the property
of the u.S. Government
For reasons
of national security.
Ethan (in distance):
Dad!
He's not property--
he's our son!
Ethan: Mom!
Molly: Ethan!
John:
Ethan! Get your hands off me!
Molly: Ethan!
John: Ethan!
Ethan...!
Don't worry!
We're gonna come get you!
Mom!
Ethan!
Mom...!
Marko, increase the speed
by 15 miles per hour.
Marko: That will exceed
legal speed limits by 32%.
Okay, override the safeties.
Do it.
(knocking on door)
The general's expecting you.
Right this way.
Sure.
Uh-huh. Well, get... Get back
to me as soon as you can.
What'd you find out?
Where are they taking him?
They can't do this, toby.
This is kidnapping!
I need you both to sit down.
Homesec
perceives ethan
To be a threat
to national security.
What?!
What? That's ridiculous!
Ethan hacked directly
into the isea mainframe--
Which was bad enough--
but then he blew up a building.
John: Saving molly
And potentially
everyone on the planet.
For god's sake,
toby, he's a hero!
He's a little boy!
Who blew through
Terrasoc firewalls like they
were tissue paper, molly.
There are some
genuine concerns here
That you can't ignore.
The timing's
A bit convenient, no?
Molly gets into bed
With the gsc,
an arm of homesec,
And now suddenly ethan's
being decommissioned?
Come on, toby, wha...
What's this really about?
This is much bigger than ethan.
The whole humanichs project
is being mothballed, john.
What?!
All service bots
rated 4.0 or higher
Are being seized
and decommissioned.
Now, this comes
from the highest
level of homesec.
And i have pulled every string,
i have made every call
There is to make.
Now, my hands are tied
on this, i'm sorry.
No, no, we're gonna
fight this in court, toby.
We're gonna sue them
for unlawful detention!
A national security letter
can't be challenged in court.
Really?
I lied for my government
under oath...
And this is how they repay
my so-called patriotism?
By taking my son?
Ethan is more than a robot--
we all know that--
But in the eyes of the law
and the powers that be...
He's still not human.
He's more human...
Than any one of those asses.
Molly (crying):
No.
(door opens, shuts)
This isn't over.
Where are you taking me?
Will i see my mom and dad again?
Quiet, robot.
Officer (over speaker):
Team leader,
Stand by for transfer details.
(electricity whirrs, crackles)
Marshal: Hey!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Hello, rabbit.
(birds chirping outside)
(electronic bell chimes,
doors hiss)
I'm sorry, sir--
this area's off-limits.
I'm dr. John woods,
and this is my lab.
I know who you are,
And you no longer have
authorized access.
We'll see about that.
I will forcibly remove
you if need be, sir.
John.
Julie.
Thank god you're here.
They-they've locked us out.
They took ethan
last night.
Okay, let's not talk
about it here. Okay?
This is a nightmare.
We need to get hold
of ethan's hard drives
Before they're destroyed.
Molly's devastated about him.
And us.
I'm sorry she had to
find out that way.
(heavy sigh)
Listen, there's something
i need to tell you,
And i want you to listen
before you react.
Okay?
Homesec contacted me and
asked me to run a few tests.
What kind of tests?
To see if humanichs
Could quickly be
adapted for...
Defense purposes.
Well, that's-that's absurd.
It would take years
for a humanich to mature enough
To handle morally ambiguous
situations like combat.
You're going to bypass
the protocols.
It's for a good cause, john--
defending our country.
We've seen firsthand
the threats that are
Out there.
That's how they convinced you?
Service to country?
Julie, this is not patriotic.
This is insane.
I swore i'd never
let this happen again.
I invented the protocols
So that humanichs have time
to learn right from wrong
Through exposure and
experience-- it's crucial.
To bypass the
protocols is crazy.
Worse, it would
be dangerous.
Don't you understand?
If it's not you or me,
it's someone else,
And i'm not gonna sit around
and have somebody come in
And take over our life's work.
Maybe this is all happening
for a reason.
If you could just be
a little bit more open-minded,
We could resume our...
Our life...
And our work
and our family,
Together.
Julie, we don't have
a life together.
(sighs)
i'm gonna find ethan,
And i'm gonna shut
This thing down.
(phone keypad beeps and blips)
It's julie.
I think i may have
just really screwed up.
(thunder rumbling)
(electronic chime)
Gina: Molly, you have
an incoming call from john.
Decline.
(electronic chime)
Molly, you have
an incoming call from john.
Molly, please pick up.
Molly...
I'm sorry
for the pain i've caused,
But i have
to tell you something.
I'm going to call der...
(car whirrs, powering down)
(whirring stops)
Marko, is there
a technical problem?
Marko: No, john, just waiting
for the light to change.
We've stopped on train tracks.
(crossing bell clanging)
no, john,
We're 20 feet
from the train tracks.
What...?
(train horn blaring)
marko, switch to manual drive.
Manual drive is offline.
Marko!
Unlock the door!
(train horn blaring)
the door is locked, john,
for your safety.
Override
the safeties, damn it!
Unlock the... Door!
Med bot:
Molly woods, your meds
are being dispensed.
Woman:
Dr. Woods, the purpose
Of this review is
to determine whether,
Following a court-mandated
90-day psych hold,
You are ready to be released.
It's been six months
since your husband passed away.
How's your time been
at our recovery center?
Extremely healing.
I am really gonna
miss this place.
Molly, we're concerned that
you haven't fully come to terms
With the events of last summer.
I have. All better.
Several drunk and disorderlies.
Well, i call that a good time
but... Whatever.
Burning down your house.
Not the whole house.
And i have learned my lesson
about playing with matches.
Never do that
when you're angry.
Attacking a ms. Julie gelineau
with a shovel.
Well, she screwed my husband
And then had the nerve
to show up to his funeral.
Now, i think
I should be committed
if i didn't smack her.
Molly, we know this has been
A profoundly
difficult year for you.
We think you're
not quite ready for reentry.
Oh. Okay, now i get it.
This isn't a fair hearing.
This is putting a rubber stamp
to keep me in a rubber room.
Now, i've done
every single thing
You people have
asked me to do.
I've been a good little girl.
I've taken all my meds.
I've done your-your vr therapy.
And you're still not
gonna let me out.
Which begs the obvious question:
Why does the government want
to shut me up
So badly?
You believe the government
is the reason you're here?
I do.
Sam barton,
Your friend and physician,
testified
That she was concerned
about your mental health.
Sam barton? Please!
She'd say anything
to save her own ass.
She confirmed
you had abnormal brain scans
Upon returning
from your mission.
Now, we know
extended time in space
Can do something to the brain...
Liars.
You're all a bunch of liars!
It's the board's recommendation
that we extend your hold
And reevaluate
in 30 days--
That you still pose
a serious threat of harm
To self and others.
That's ridiculous!
I am not a threat
And you know it.
This is a cover-up!
That's what this is!
It's a cover-up!
And you know it!
Take your hands off of me!
¶ the air that i breathe ¶
¶ the wind in the trees... ¶
(phone ringing)
(man groaning)
For real?
(sighs)
Richter.
Val:
Criminal bid
One-one-nine-six-four.
Stand by, please.
You're a cop?
Patrol special.
I work by the piece.
My number comes up,
i can take it or leave it.
Does it give good benefits?
I suppose.
No bosses, dress code,
no company softball games.
(phone chimes)
female voice:
Confirm i.D., please.
One-one-nine-four.
Pass key, buffalojump.
Val:
Good evening, jd.
This case may contain sensitive
and/or classified information.
Can you confirm
you are in a private setting?
Yeah. Just...
Just me and the four walls, val.
Val:
Female victim. Aged 26 years.
Suspected homicide.
Landlord found the body
47 minutes ago.
Yeah. What's the payout?
$20,000 for apprehension
and conviction.
All right, val,
can you do me a favor?
Give me 20 minutes?
Negative-- i have
other bidders standing by.
You have 20 seconds
to accept or decline.
Accept.
Would you like a partner?
(wry chuckle)
Kills me you still ask.
I'm a computer.
I have to follow the rules.
That is how fascism starts.
No.
No partner.
Sending crime scene location
to your nav.
Please confirm receipt.
(richter grunts quietly)
Yeah. Confirmed.
Wait... Is that it?
No. That's not it.
That's just part of the buildup.
It's like...
Tantric sex.
What are you talking about?
Friday.
I'm talking about friday.
You have 20 seconds to accept
or decline this offer.
You're a son of a bitch.
(sighs)
Yeah.
But i accept.
Friday.
Female electronic voice:
Hope you had a day of recovery
Here at restwell.
As always, breakfast is at 7:30.
Man: ...I saw him the
other night, watching tv.
There's some crazy stuff
on the news...
Woman:
Stopped reading the news
a long time ago.
Man: You hear
about that woman?
Her belly, blown open.
Oh, freaky.
Woman:
That's the third one now.
Man: Yeah. You should
see the photos.
I ain't ever seen
anything like it.
Woman: Was she shot or
stabbed or something?
Man: They don't know.
Looked to me like
she kind of exploded
From the inside-- i mean,
there was blood everywhere,
Like one of those horror movies.
Woman: That's just
so terrible, just so sad.
Man: My cousin
sent me this pic.
That's some straight hannibal
lecter stuff right there.
Oh, my god.
No one wants to see that, dave.
Look at what
dave just showed me.
Woman 2:
Ugh.
Dave: Whoever did that
was one sick son of a bitch.
What are you looking at?
Nothing, honey.
Come on now, dave.
You know i want to know
what's going on out there.
You know the rules, molly:
No technology, no news.
Too much stimuli for you.
Let's get you
Back up to your room before
the med bot does her rounds.
Oh...
Those headaches again?
(moans)
we'll run some scans
In the morning.
Okay. Okay.
Oh, dave... Dave...
Can you take me
back to my room?
Sure, sure.
So, does molly want
a bedtime story?
Yes, i do.
Mm.
First...
Ah...
Uh-uh.
You know i want to know
what's going on out there, dave.
You like scary bedtime stories?
Uh-huh.
(whirrs, chimes)
Hope you don't
get bad dreams.
Glass: It looks like
something tore its way
Right out of her stomach.
All right, that's
enough of that.
Okay, well, how about
a little bit of this?
(click, electronic whine)
Gonna have to take
a rain check, dave.
(whirrs, chimes)
Thanks for the bedtime story.
Med bot, i need potassium
trimanganate and glycerol.
Patient 429, those elements
are highly combustible.
That's the idea.
(alarm blaring)
fire! Sector three!
Emergency evacuation
procedure-- go!
Where the hell is dave?
Female voice: Hello, dave. Where
would you like to go tonight?
322 ivy road.
(tires screech)
maximum speed.
(tires screeching)
Julie:
22 miles per hour.
We can do better,
don't you think?
Still a work
in progress.
Julie: (sighs) well, let's
keep progressing.
Where are we?
Uh, working through
the ethics algorithms.
Still?
Come on, charlie,
software coding
Is falling behind
hardware development.
Give me a break. I'm inventing
whole new systems here.
I mean, things
we didn't need for ethan.
You need to
push your team.
Jawohl, herr kommandant.
Stop.
They need to know
i'm in charge.
Kidding around like that
undermines my authority.
Okay.
All joking will be suspended
until further notice.
Sorry.
I sound like a jackass.
Your team is killing it. Really.
Jules, i know you're under
a lot of pressure right now.
And, whatever, i can be kind of
A jackass myself, sometimes.
Want to get a drink later?
I'm buying.
Rain check.
I'm late for dinner.
Sure.
If i counted up
all the rain checks,
I'd need a couple umbrellas.
(alarm beeping)
male electronic voice:
You are entering
A sealed crime scene.
Exit immediately.
(alarm continues in distance)
¶ ¶
Man:
You move, i shoot.
Whatever you're stealing,
put it back.
I'm not stealing.
Stealing,
Borrowing-- i'm not a
semantics kind of guy.
Look, i'm with the crime scene
c-cleanup service.
You know, that ain't half bad.
Except you're a week early
And crime scene
scrubbers are bots--
You know, little aluminum
fellas on wheels.
Let me go!
(handcuff clicks, beeps)
Why is it all the good-looking
women are crazy?
Well, i could
float a few theories.
Oh, i bet you could.
Hold still.
Wow.
Dr. Molly woods.
An honest-to-goodness
space cadet
On a 90-day hold at the
restwell recovery center.
It's a rest facility.
I needed a vacation.
You need a new travel agent.
You know, mental patients
escape often enough,
But they're not normally
former astronauts
Making a beeline for
the closest crime scene.
You care to share?
Okay, look...
I think i might know
what happened here.
I am all ears.
Well, can we go
somewhere else to chat?
Because they're gonna be
tracking the phone i stole
And the car i stole.
I hate when that happens.
Okay, i know how that sounds.
But i am really
not a lunatic.
Says the lady that
broke out of crazy acres,
Stole a phone, stole a car...
And then trespassed
onto my crime scene.
(car approaches)
Field trip is over,
ms. Woods.
(car doors closing)
look...
Please, please,
Do not let them
take me back to that place.
Please!
Okay... Your victim
Was pregnant.
Preliminary autopsy scans
didn't mention a pregnancy.
(door opens)
Hello, molly.
She's all yours.
Check the scans.
She was pregnant...
And the other two ladies were
pregnant, too-- check it.
Dave: Steal my phone
And my car?
Let go of me!
Dave:
Come on, let's move!
(door slams)
Hmm...
(pills rattling)
Sweetie, i'm home.
Hank:
Hello, julie.
Hi, hank. Where is he?
In the den.
I brought home some pizza.
No, thanks.
Well, you have to eat something.
When am i going home, julie?
We talked about this.
This is your home now.
(beep, door unlocks)
How you feeling, molly?
(beep, latch clacks)
14 days before
my performance review.
You screwed me.
Would've been
a seven percent pay raise--
Roughly 15k a year
after taxes.
Okay, well...
I'll talk to 'em...
Tell 'em what i did.
It's time for that rain check.
No.
No, no, no.
(beep, door unlocks)
dave!
What?
Dr. Woods, you have a visitor.
Get dressed, please.
See you around, molly.
Woman:
I'm afraid i don't understand.
That's a court order--
pretty straightforward.
And she's a material witness
in a homicide investigation.
I'm not sure you grasp the
gravity of ms. Wood's condition.
I'm not gonna ask her
to operate heavy machinery.
(sighs heavily)
you do realize...
That you are taking
an unstable woman into custody.
She's an arsonist,
escape artist,
Prone to violent outbursts.
Sounds like my ex-wife.
Well, she's on
a prescriptive schedule
That'll require
strict supervision.
You got it.
Blues at 10:00,
Reds at 7:00.
I'll have her back
in 72 hours,
No worse for the wear.
Molly woods. After you.
I don't think we've been
properly introduced.
Jd richter.
How'd you pull
this one off, jd richter?
Well, let's just say a judge
owed me a favor or three.
So look what i found.
Prenatal vitamins.
In her medicine cabinet.
Ooh, now, that's
a hell of a clue.
Yeah. How'd you know
she was pregnant?
Did you know her?
Look, there's something
much more important
Going on than this, okay?
The government
is trying to shut me up.
All right, wait a second.
We are ten feet from the
rubber squad, condor, all right?
Let's just skip the
conspiracy theories.
I'm guessing this thing
is yours, huh?
Yeah.
Okay.
And listen, you know, you don't
have to worry about me.
I'm stable, sane,
and completely clear-headed.
Well, that's good,
you're the only lead i got.
Give me a sec.
Thanks for the ride, dave.
(grunts)
You are crazy.
Maybe a little.
But crazy's all you got.
Dave: Hey!
Drive fast.
(engine starts)
Dave: What did you
do to my car?!
(engine revs, tires screech)
Richter:
You want to tell me
What the hell this is about?
This isn't
a murder investigation.
It's an invasion.
(dance music playing)
(woman laughing)
¶ ¶
Technology.
All it does is separate us.
Do you want to get
some fresh air?
Sure.
---
Molly:
My name is molly woods.
I'm an astronaut.
My husband john,
a robotics engineer,
Created a lifelike robot
called a humanich.
We adopted the prototype
as our son.
His name is ethan.
This is what we wanted.
Everything changed
when i went to space
On a 13-month solo mission.
I didn't come home alone.
I'm pregnant.
How is that
even possible?
The child--
part human, part alien--
Was unlike anything
the world had ever seen.
How did you get
so big so fast?
And he was dangerous.
You need to tell them
not to come.
I can't. We need to survive.
We know this being can somehow
access our minds
And make us see and do things
beyond our control.
Molly:
Ethan tried to stop him...
I know he's your son.
I won't hurt him again.
...And sacrificed himself
in the process.
Run!
Ethan?
We lost ethan.
And my other son...
Is still out there.
(kissing, passionate breathing)
Hey.
What's the matter?
Molly:
Change scenario.
(electronic chime)
(electronic whirr)
Let's get some ice cream.
Hot fudge sundae?
With whipped cream
and sprinkles.
And pistachio ice cream.
Pistachio.
I miss you, sweetheart.
I'm right here, mom.
(electronic chime)
Male electronic voice:
Molly woods,
Your virtual reality session
is terminated.
(electronic whoosh,
molly gasps)
It's time for your medication.
(sighs)
Molly woods...
It's time
for your medication.
Molly woods...
This is my third
and final request.
(sighs)
Woman: Can we give you
a ride home?
It's okay.
Man: It's pretty cold outside.
You must be freezing.
Woman:
We aren't gonna hurt you.
Don't know how old.
Maybe ten or 11?
(baby crying in distance)
Hasn't said a word
since we found him.
(crying)
four, four and
a half feet tall.
Wearing a red hooded
sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
About an hour ago.
(crying continues)
Appreciate that, officer.
How soon can you get here?
(door creaking)
(crying stops)
(baby babbles)
(crying)
(baby cries louder)
Man:
Yes.
2087 farmdale road.
(thudding, baby crying)
Ed...
Ed!
Justin! Justin, your mommy
and daddy are right here, baby!
Come on, son,
open the door.
(crying continues)
Ed: What the hell is
going on here?
Baby, mama's coming!
(latch clicks, door creaks)
(crying continues)
Oh, my baby!
(crying): Oh, sweetie.
Oh, baby...
(mother crying)
(sighs)
Ed:
What the...?
(screaming)
Molly:
At that point, senator,
Having lost all communication
with mission control,
And knowing that the spores
were contained on the seraphim,
I made the call
to destroy the station.
I managed escape pod separation
Just 18 seconds
before the station's detonation.
It was at that time that
You and colleague
sean glass
Made your way back to earth.
Yes, sir.
And mr. Glass?
He died...
Very shortly after our return.
But you were not affected
By the spores?
(gasping)
No, sir.
These microbes--
Or spores,
As you call them--
Have been definitively confirmed
as alien life-forms?
Yes, senator,
and without a doubt,
There is life out there.
(quiet, indistinct chatter)
How can you be
certain that
The threat
to earth has been contained?
When the seraphim exploded,
The alien microbes
were destroyed in space,
And no longer
pose a threat to us.
So, to your
best knowledge,
No alien life-forms have
set foot on the planet earth?
No ets
Running around
trying to phone home?
(laughs softly)
That is correct.
Well, thanks to your efforts,
dr. Woods,
We owe you a debt of gratitude
for showing extreme bravery
In terrifying circumstances.
This hearing is now adjourned.
Bravo to molly woods.
You okay?
Well, i just lied
under oath, toby,
So, no, i am not okay.
Molly, what good would it do
To scare the hell
out of the public?
Especially when we know
the threat has been contained?
What do you think would happen
if we told them the truth?
Anarchy.
Exactly.
I've been heading up
the global security commission
For six very long months now.
Learned more about pandemics,
terrorist threats and...
(quietly): Aliens than
anyone should know,
If they ever want
to sleep at night.
Most important thing
i've learned--
People spook easily.
And when they spook,
They do irrational things,
Dangerous things.
Woman:
General?
The car's ready to take you
and dr. Woods to the airport.
Thank you.
Come on.
Toby...
Are you sure he's dead?
Had some sort of seizure
Right after that couple picked
him up a few weeks back.
We've got the body, if you
need to see the pictures.
No, i don't need to see.
I just had to ask you
one last time.
He was dangerous, molly.
I know.
The weight of the world is
officially off your shoulders.
Get some rest.
(chuckles)
Take a vacation,
for god's sake.
When you get back, i'll
take you and john for dinner,
And we can all reminisce
About my drunken toast
at your wedding.
(both laughing)
when you proposed to me?
Hey, well, you can't blame a guy
for trying.
Come on.
I thought for sure
john'd be here.
Where is the
competition today?
Where he always is.
(electronic whirring,
blipping)
Okay, let's try this again.
(sighs)
better?
Something's limiting
his sensor pathways.
The response isn't proportionate
to the stimulus.
The calibration of his hand
touch receptors must be off.
Probably because
of his upgraded body.
His responses seem
pretty close to normal.
Watch yours.
It's not the palm.
His fingertip
sensitivity's weak.
Your fingertips seem
pretty responsive.
Julie...
(doors hiss open)
Molly.
Hey.
I wasn't expecting
you till tomorrow.
I took the last flight out.
Thought i'd surprise you.
I have an even better
surprise for you.
Come here.
Hi, molly.
Julie.
He's ready.
What? He's ready?
Yeah.
I thought it was
gonna be months.
No, his-his neural pathways,
His-his consciousness,
was intact.
It-it-it took much less time
than i expected.
Okay.
Here. Go ahead.
(electronic whirring,
powering up)
(gasps)
Ethan.
Mom.
(crying):
Oh, god. Oh!
Oh!
Ethan.
(crying):
You're back.
Ethan:
It feels weird.
Weird how?
To be back in my body
again, but... Bigger.
Well, that's 'cause
you're growing up.
Can you describe
where you've been?
It was like i was a bird,
free to go anywhere,
And now i'm... Not.
Did i die?
No, no, somehow,
you uploaded yourself
To the cloud,
just before the explosion.
Turns out, you-you-you
can't die exactly.
Because i'm not human.
No. You're so much more
than that.
Molly:
Ethan, you saved
My life on the seraphim.
You sacrificed yourself for me.
Now, that was brave
and very selfless of you.
And you may not be...
Technically human,
But you've got
more humanity in you
Than most people
on this planet.
And that's all that matters.
You hear me?
I hear you.
Molly (softly):
Good.
You're my son...
And i love you.
No matter what happens.
(sighs)
(crickets chirping)
Gina?
Yes, molly?
I'd like to see...
Security cam footage
From the week of july 10.
The week before
you returned from space?
Yes. That's right.
I'm sorry, molly, but cameras
were offline during that period.
(quiet whirring)
(whirring)
Gina...
Peter robot has a
motion-activated camera, right?
Yes, molly.
Can you access that drive?
(whirring continues)
Same time frame, please.
What would you like to see?
All footage of john.
And julie.
¶ ¶
Gina, can you go
to last time stamp, please?
Is there sound?
Sorry. Peter robot
is video only.
Can you use
facial rec software
To analyze and translate?
I'll try, molly.
Gina: "...Do this anymore.
She's coming home."
"this isn't right.
What we have is special."
"molly has been away a year."
"...Built a family.
"you can't just take that
and throw it away
Like it doesn't mean any..."
"do you love me?"
John:
Stop playback.
Molly, it's been over
for a while, i swear.
It was a mistake.
(exhales)
A mistake?
A mistake...
Is a coding error...
Or a broken plate.
This, what you've been doing...
Is lying...
Over and over
And over.
Yes, i-i did.
I-i lied, but...
It didn't happen
in a vacuum.
You-you were not here.
I'm an astronaut.
It's my job.
This is not about going
to space, molly.
There's a piece of you
That's... Not in this marriage,
And never has been.
Well,
If you weren't happy, then you
should've said something,
Not screw your lab assistant
in our house!
(sudden banging)
Are you john woods?
Yeah.
I have a court order
authorizing the seizure
Of the humanich.
What are you
talking about?
The humanich has been
declared the property
of the u.S. Government
For reasons
of national security.
Ethan (in distance):
Dad!
He's not property--
he's our son!
Ethan: Mom!
Molly: Ethan!
John:
Ethan! Get your hands off me!
Molly: Ethan!
John: Ethan!
Ethan...!
Don't worry!
We're gonna come get you!
Mom!
Ethan!
Mom...!
Marko, increase the speed
by 15 miles per hour.
Marko: That will exceed
legal speed limits by 32%.
Okay, override the safeties.
Do it.
(knocking on door)
The general's expecting you.
Right this way.
Sure.
Uh-huh. Well, get... Get back
to me as soon as you can.
What'd you find out?
Where are they taking him?
They can't do this, toby.
This is kidnapping!
I need you both to sit down.
Homesec
perceives ethan
To be a threat
to national security.
What?!
What? That's ridiculous!
Ethan hacked directly
into the isea mainframe--
Which was bad enough--
but then he blew up a building.
John: Saving molly
And potentially
everyone on the planet.
For god's sake,
toby, he's a hero!
He's a little boy!
Who blew through
Terrasoc firewalls like they
were tissue paper, molly.
There are some
genuine concerns here
That you can't ignore.
The timing's
A bit convenient, no?
Molly gets into bed
With the gsc,
an arm of homesec,
And now suddenly ethan's
being decommissioned?
Come on, toby, wha...
What's this really about?
This is much bigger than ethan.
The whole humanichs project
is being mothballed, john.
What?!
All service bots
rated 4.0 or higher
Are being seized
and decommissioned.
Now, this comes
from the highest
level of homesec.
And i have pulled every string,
i have made every call
There is to make.
Now, my hands are tied
on this, i'm sorry.
No, no, we're gonna
fight this in court, toby.
We're gonna sue them
for unlawful detention!
A national security letter
can't be challenged in court.
Really?
I lied for my government
under oath...
And this is how they repay
my so-called patriotism?
By taking my son?
Ethan is more than a robot--
we all know that--
But in the eyes of the law
and the powers that be...
He's still not human.
He's more human...
Than any one of those asses.
Molly (crying):
No.
(door opens, shuts)
This isn't over.
Where are you taking me?
Will i see my mom and dad again?
Quiet, robot.
Officer (over speaker):
Team leader,
Stand by for transfer details.
(electricity whirrs, crackles)
Marshal: Hey!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Hello, rabbit.
(birds chirping outside)
(electronic bell chimes,
doors hiss)
I'm sorry, sir--
this area's off-limits.
I'm dr. John woods,
and this is my lab.
I know who you are,
And you no longer have
authorized access.
We'll see about that.
I will forcibly remove
you if need be, sir.
John.
Julie.
Thank god you're here.
They-they've locked us out.
They took ethan
last night.
Okay, let's not talk
about it here. Okay?
This is a nightmare.
We need to get hold
of ethan's hard drives
Before they're destroyed.
Molly's devastated about him.
And us.
I'm sorry she had to
find out that way.
(heavy sigh)
Listen, there's something
i need to tell you,
And i want you to listen
before you react.
Okay?
Homesec contacted me and
asked me to run a few tests.
What kind of tests?
To see if humanichs
Could quickly be
adapted for...
Defense purposes.
Well, that's-that's absurd.
It would take years
for a humanich to mature enough
To handle morally ambiguous
situations like combat.
You're going to bypass
the protocols.
It's for a good cause, john--
defending our country.
We've seen firsthand
the threats that are
Out there.
That's how they convinced you?
Service to country?
Julie, this is not patriotic.
This is insane.
I swore i'd never
let this happen again.
I invented the protocols
So that humanichs have time
to learn right from wrong
Through exposure and
experience-- it's crucial.
To bypass the
protocols is crazy.
Worse, it would
be dangerous.
Don't you understand?
If it's not you or me,
it's someone else,
And i'm not gonna sit around
and have somebody come in
And take over our life's work.
Maybe this is all happening
for a reason.
If you could just be
a little bit more open-minded,
We could resume our...
Our life...
And our work
and our family,
Together.
Julie, we don't have
a life together.
(sighs)
i'm gonna find ethan,
And i'm gonna shut
This thing down.
(phone keypad beeps and blips)
It's julie.
I think i may have
just really screwed up.
(thunder rumbling)
(electronic chime)
Gina: Molly, you have
an incoming call from john.
Decline.
(electronic chime)
Molly, you have
an incoming call from john.
Molly, please pick up.
Molly...
I'm sorry
for the pain i've caused,
But i have
to tell you something.
I'm going to call der...
(car whirrs, powering down)
(whirring stops)
Marko, is there
a technical problem?
Marko: No, john, just waiting
for the light to change.
We've stopped on train tracks.
(crossing bell clanging)
no, john,
We're 20 feet
from the train tracks.
What...?
(train horn blaring)
marko, switch to manual drive.
Manual drive is offline.
Marko!
Unlock the door!
(train horn blaring)
the door is locked, john,
for your safety.
Override
the safeties, damn it!
Unlock the... Door!
Med bot:
Molly woods, your meds
are being dispensed.
Woman:
Dr. Woods, the purpose
Of this review is
to determine whether,
Following a court-mandated
90-day psych hold,
You are ready to be released.
It's been six months
since your husband passed away.
How's your time been
at our recovery center?
Extremely healing.
I am really gonna
miss this place.
Molly, we're concerned that
you haven't fully come to terms
With the events of last summer.
I have. All better.
Several drunk and disorderlies.
Well, i call that a good time
but... Whatever.
Burning down your house.
Not the whole house.
And i have learned my lesson
about playing with matches.
Never do that
when you're angry.
Attacking a ms. Julie gelineau
with a shovel.
Well, she screwed my husband
And then had the nerve
to show up to his funeral.
Now, i think
I should be committed
if i didn't smack her.
Molly, we know this has been
A profoundly
difficult year for you.
We think you're
not quite ready for reentry.
Oh. Okay, now i get it.
This isn't a fair hearing.
This is putting a rubber stamp
to keep me in a rubber room.
Now, i've done
every single thing
You people have
asked me to do.
I've been a good little girl.
I've taken all my meds.
I've done your-your vr therapy.
And you're still not
gonna let me out.
Which begs the obvious question:
Why does the government want
to shut me up
So badly?
You believe the government
is the reason you're here?
I do.
Sam barton,
Your friend and physician,
testified
That she was concerned
about your mental health.
Sam barton? Please!
She'd say anything
to save her own ass.
She confirmed
you had abnormal brain scans
Upon returning
from your mission.
Now, we know
extended time in space
Can do something to the brain...
Liars.
You're all a bunch of liars!
It's the board's recommendation
that we extend your hold
And reevaluate
in 30 days--
That you still pose
a serious threat of harm
To self and others.
That's ridiculous!
I am not a threat
And you know it.
This is a cover-up!
That's what this is!
It's a cover-up!
And you know it!
Take your hands off of me!
¶ the air that i breathe ¶
¶ the wind in the trees... ¶
(phone ringing)
(man groaning)
For real?
(sighs)
Richter.
Val:
Criminal bid
One-one-nine-six-four.
Stand by, please.
You're a cop?
Patrol special.
I work by the piece.
My number comes up,
i can take it or leave it.
Does it give good benefits?
I suppose.
No bosses, dress code,
no company softball games.
(phone chimes)
female voice:
Confirm i.D., please.
One-one-nine-four.
Pass key, buffalojump.
Val:
Good evening, jd.
This case may contain sensitive
and/or classified information.
Can you confirm
you are in a private setting?
Yeah. Just...
Just me and the four walls, val.
Val:
Female victim. Aged 26 years.
Suspected homicide.
Landlord found the body
47 minutes ago.
Yeah. What's the payout?
$20,000 for apprehension
and conviction.
All right, val,
can you do me a favor?
Give me 20 minutes?
Negative-- i have
other bidders standing by.
You have 20 seconds
to accept or decline.
Accept.
Would you like a partner?
(wry chuckle)
Kills me you still ask.
I'm a computer.
I have to follow the rules.
That is how fascism starts.
No.
No partner.
Sending crime scene location
to your nav.
Please confirm receipt.
(richter grunts quietly)
Yeah. Confirmed.
Wait... Is that it?
No. That's not it.
That's just part of the buildup.
It's like...
Tantric sex.
What are you talking about?
Friday.
I'm talking about friday.
You have 20 seconds to accept
or decline this offer.
You're a son of a bitch.
(sighs)
Yeah.
But i accept.
Friday.
Female electronic voice:
Hope you had a day of recovery
Here at restwell.
As always, breakfast is at 7:30.
Man: ...I saw him the
other night, watching tv.
There's some crazy stuff
on the news...
Woman:
Stopped reading the news
a long time ago.
Man: You hear
about that woman?
Her belly, blown open.
Oh, freaky.
Woman:
That's the third one now.
Man: Yeah. You should
see the photos.
I ain't ever seen
anything like it.
Woman: Was she shot or
stabbed or something?
Man: They don't know.
Looked to me like
she kind of exploded
From the inside-- i mean,
there was blood everywhere,
Like one of those horror movies.
Woman: That's just
so terrible, just so sad.
Man: My cousin
sent me this pic.
That's some straight hannibal
lecter stuff right there.
Oh, my god.
No one wants to see that, dave.
Look at what
dave just showed me.
Woman 2:
Ugh.
Dave: Whoever did that
was one sick son of a bitch.
What are you looking at?
Nothing, honey.
Come on now, dave.
You know i want to know
what's going on out there.
You know the rules, molly:
No technology, no news.
Too much stimuli for you.
Let's get you
Back up to your room before
the med bot does her rounds.
Oh...
Those headaches again?
(moans)
we'll run some scans
In the morning.
Okay. Okay.
Oh, dave... Dave...
Can you take me
back to my room?
Sure, sure.
So, does molly want
a bedtime story?
Yes, i do.
Mm.
First...
Ah...
Uh-uh.
You know i want to know
what's going on out there, dave.
You like scary bedtime stories?
Uh-huh.
(whirrs, chimes)
Hope you don't
get bad dreams.
Glass: It looks like
something tore its way
Right out of her stomach.
All right, that's
enough of that.
Okay, well, how about
a little bit of this?
(click, electronic whine)
Gonna have to take
a rain check, dave.
(whirrs, chimes)
Thanks for the bedtime story.
Med bot, i need potassium
trimanganate and glycerol.
Patient 429, those elements
are highly combustible.
That's the idea.
(alarm blaring)
fire! Sector three!
Emergency evacuation
procedure-- go!
Where the hell is dave?
Female voice: Hello, dave. Where
would you like to go tonight?
322 ivy road.
(tires screech)
maximum speed.
(tires screeching)
Julie:
22 miles per hour.
We can do better,
don't you think?
Still a work
in progress.
Julie: (sighs) well, let's
keep progressing.
Where are we?
Uh, working through
the ethics algorithms.
Still?
Come on, charlie,
software coding
Is falling behind
hardware development.
Give me a break. I'm inventing
whole new systems here.
I mean, things
we didn't need for ethan.
You need to
push your team.
Jawohl, herr kommandant.
Stop.
They need to know
i'm in charge.
Kidding around like that
undermines my authority.
Okay.
All joking will be suspended
until further notice.
Sorry.
I sound like a jackass.
Your team is killing it. Really.
Jules, i know you're under
a lot of pressure right now.
And, whatever, i can be kind of
A jackass myself, sometimes.
Want to get a drink later?
I'm buying.
Rain check.
I'm late for dinner.
Sure.
If i counted up
all the rain checks,
I'd need a couple umbrellas.
(alarm beeping)
male electronic voice:
You are entering
A sealed crime scene.
Exit immediately.
(alarm continues in distance)
¶ ¶
Man:
You move, i shoot.
Whatever you're stealing,
put it back.
I'm not stealing.
Stealing,
Borrowing-- i'm not a
semantics kind of guy.
Look, i'm with the crime scene
c-cleanup service.
You know, that ain't half bad.
Except you're a week early
And crime scene
scrubbers are bots--
You know, little aluminum
fellas on wheels.
Let me go!
(handcuff clicks, beeps)
Why is it all the good-looking
women are crazy?
Well, i could
float a few theories.
Oh, i bet you could.
Hold still.
Wow.
Dr. Molly woods.
An honest-to-goodness
space cadet
On a 90-day hold at the
restwell recovery center.
It's a rest facility.
I needed a vacation.
You need a new travel agent.
You know, mental patients
escape often enough,
But they're not normally
former astronauts
Making a beeline for
the closest crime scene.
You care to share?
Okay, look...
I think i might know
what happened here.
I am all ears.
Well, can we go
somewhere else to chat?
Because they're gonna be
tracking the phone i stole
And the car i stole.
I hate when that happens.
Okay, i know how that sounds.
But i am really
not a lunatic.
Says the lady that
broke out of crazy acres,
Stole a phone, stole a car...
And then trespassed
onto my crime scene.
(car approaches)
Field trip is over,
ms. Woods.
(car doors closing)
look...
Please, please,
Do not let them
take me back to that place.
Please!
Okay... Your victim
Was pregnant.
Preliminary autopsy scans
didn't mention a pregnancy.
(door opens)
Hello, molly.
She's all yours.
Check the scans.
She was pregnant...
And the other two ladies were
pregnant, too-- check it.
Dave: Steal my phone
And my car?
Let go of me!
Dave:
Come on, let's move!
(door slams)
Hmm...
(pills rattling)
Sweetie, i'm home.
Hank:
Hello, julie.
Hi, hank. Where is he?
In the den.
I brought home some pizza.
No, thanks.
Well, you have to eat something.
When am i going home, julie?
We talked about this.
This is your home now.
(beep, door unlocks)
How you feeling, molly?
(beep, latch clacks)
14 days before
my performance review.
You screwed me.
Would've been
a seven percent pay raise--
Roughly 15k a year
after taxes.
Okay, well...
I'll talk to 'em...
Tell 'em what i did.
It's time for that rain check.
No.
No, no, no.
(beep, door unlocks)
dave!
What?
Dr. Woods, you have a visitor.
Get dressed, please.
See you around, molly.
Woman:
I'm afraid i don't understand.
That's a court order--
pretty straightforward.
And she's a material witness
in a homicide investigation.
I'm not sure you grasp the
gravity of ms. Wood's condition.
I'm not gonna ask her
to operate heavy machinery.
(sighs heavily)
you do realize...
That you are taking
an unstable woman into custody.
She's an arsonist,
escape artist,
Prone to violent outbursts.
Sounds like my ex-wife.
Well, she's on
a prescriptive schedule
That'll require
strict supervision.
You got it.
Blues at 10:00,
Reds at 7:00.
I'll have her back
in 72 hours,
No worse for the wear.
Molly woods. After you.
I don't think we've been
properly introduced.
Jd richter.
How'd you pull
this one off, jd richter?
Well, let's just say a judge
owed me a favor or three.
So look what i found.
Prenatal vitamins.
In her medicine cabinet.
Ooh, now, that's
a hell of a clue.
Yeah. How'd you know
she was pregnant?
Did you know her?
Look, there's something
much more important
Going on than this, okay?
The government
is trying to shut me up.
All right, wait a second.
We are ten feet from the
rubber squad, condor, all right?
Let's just skip the
conspiracy theories.
I'm guessing this thing
is yours, huh?
Yeah.
Okay.
And listen, you know, you don't
have to worry about me.
I'm stable, sane,
and completely clear-headed.
Well, that's good,
you're the only lead i got.
Give me a sec.
Thanks for the ride, dave.
(grunts)
You are crazy.
Maybe a little.
But crazy's all you got.
Dave: Hey!
Drive fast.
(engine starts)
Dave: What did you
do to my car?!
(engine revs, tires screech)
Richter:
You want to tell me
What the hell this is about?
This isn't
a murder investigation.
It's an invasion.
(dance music playing)
(woman laughing)
¶ ¶
Technology.
All it does is separate us.
Do you want to get
some fresh air?
Sure.