Killjoys (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - Enemy Khlyen - full transcript

LUCY:
Previously on Killjoys...

I thought there were only
five Killjoy levels.

There are.
Six is an urban legend.

I'm telling you,
it is a thing.

You broke your oath.

It's okay to be angry,
to hate me, it's normal.

Normal won't work here.
That's why I'm angry.

D'AVIN: You were right, John.
We're broken.

JOHN". You want to fix this?

Then you figure it out.

D'AVIN: Who's Khlyen?



DUTCH". He was my tutor.

At the harem I grew up in.

Johnny, I need you to figure out a
way to track him down with this.

DUTCH: What the hell is that?

A neuro-link.

And what do we do
when we find him?

I'm gonna kill him.

(INDISTINCT YELLING)

D'AVIN: You ever get the feeling
it's going to be one of those days?

Buddy.

Smell that sweet
Old Town air?

It's another beautiful day in Westerley. So,
why don't we just take it down a notch?

(YELLING)

Okay, look.



It's a disorderly warrant.

Ten Joy fine, max.
Hell, I'll pay it for you.

Just take a breath.

Good call, thank you.

Ah, you're going with
the wrench. Seriously?

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Ah!

ALVIS: Damn it.

(GRUNTS)

Lights out.

Hiding weapons, monk?

Naughty, naughty-

They call it
the little colonel.

Carbide casing.

Undetectable to
weapon scanners.

Peace is
a dangerous business.

You of all people
should understand

what it means to take up arms
for something you believe in.

I believe in what pays.

My years of fighting
other people's wars are over.

Besides, I'm not even
from Westerley.

Your problems
aren't my problems.

Keep telling yourself that,
Killjoy.

MAN: All you seventh-genners
can kiss my...

PREE: They can
kiss it outside!

Wow, what's with all the commotion?
What isn't?

Some fool spreading rumors.

Says The Nine are going to renege on
letting Westerlyns immigrate to Leith,

which is fine by me.

Leith takes my drunks,
they take my business.

Drinks are half off for the next
hour in honor of Claimant Day!

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Sounds like
business is good.

That's the third time today I've
had to take out my own trash.

Room and board ain't free,
you know.

I know, I know.
I'm trying.

It's just these low-level warrants
have me running all over Old Town.

Without a ship, I'm stuck
chasing the dregs.

Being a solo Killjoy
sucks ponat.

Uh-uh-uh, careful, people
will mistake you for a local.

Oh, speaking of solo...

You got a visitor.

(SNIFFLES)

If you're going to take a nap, I
suggest the side with actual springs.

Sorry.

Rough night chasing down
some Level 4's on Qresh.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Speaking of rough, Pree
charging extra for showers now?

Ah, I'd laugh, but then I'd
have to inhale. (CHUCKLING)

Why don't we start
with a peace offering?

Your stuff, from Lucy.

Oh, thanks.

Really.

Oh, where are my manners?

Can I offer you
something, um...

Hokk.

DUTCH: I just want to know you're
doing better than you smell.

Oh, yeah. This lone wolf?
Absolutely.

I'm a free man
running wild and free.

You said free twice.

Well, that's how free I be.

(HEADBOARDS THUDDING)

(COUPLE MOANING)

How's John?

Say hi to him for me, I guess.
Yeah, sure. I will.

I'd better get going.

Yeah, I got to concentrate
on putting up my

pillows and cushions
and such. (CHUCKLES)

It's underwear
and some weights.

But raincheck on the Hokk.

For real.

Yeah. You know where to find me.
I'll be right here.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Just right here.

(GRUNTS)
(CHUCKLING)

Easy, killer.

Don't patronize. I'm still
dropping my shoulder.

You're getting stronger.

That makes me happy.
(GROANING AND LAUGHING)

That's good.

I know that fake warrant that I
put you and D'av through was...

Inappropriate, juvenile
and almost melted our ship.

Necessary.

I needed to make sure
that you're okay.

That you were 100%
back to you.

I'm cool.

Much cooler than you,
but that's nothing new.

Then I have something
I've been sitting on.

Your ass?
A present.

Oh, you got us a pet?

Funny. She's funny.

Her name's Carleen. She
helped me fix the neuro-link.

Sorry. We can use it
to track your friend.

Khlyen is not my friend.

Are you sure this will work? If
you're ready, we can do this, Dutch.

We can find Khlyen.

Tonight.

I'm ready.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)
Come, come, come uninvited

Run, run, run
Till I find you

I don't care which side
That you're fighting

Gonna get you gone

People have their own
neuro-signatures.

Brainwaves are like
fingerprints.

Everyone's are different.

Your friend...

Your target's,
are very unique.

Extra dickish, I bet.

Electrodes.

Now, the last time, you both
agreed to share one neuro-pathway.

This time, your brainwaves
will be chasing Khlyen's.

Without his permission.

We have to get your brain
into a fugue state.

Cerebral projection requires
a total immersion

of both the circulatory
and nervous systems.

We're going to put
you in this thing.

Will Khlyen be able to see
me the way I saw him?

This is an experimental
hack.

The truth is, it's risky.

I'll take that chance.

We'll project you as close to
Khlyen's signature as we can get.

But we don't think we'll be able
to buy you a ton of time either,

so work fast.

JOHN: All right.

Now, if things get too real,
we sever the connection

and pull you out.
No questions asked.

You all set?

Fire it up.

You're bribing me
with a book? (CHUCKLES)

Wow, you really do not
know your audience.

It's for your brother.

History of the faith.

And why would he be
interested in that?

We spent some time together
in the black rain.

He, uh...

Seemed into sacrifice.

You're a creepy little dude.

(WHISPERING) Thank you.

Since we're talking
bribes...

What you saw on the street?

It's in everyone's
best interest if

The Company doesn't
hear about the weapons.

Yeah, well, lucky for you,

unless there's a warrant involved
I don't give a shit about you,

The Company, or your doomed-to-fail
resistance. (CHUCKLES)

So, you'll keep
your mouth shut?

If you put enough
beer in it.

(GASPS)

John, it feels wet.

We're flooding your
hypothalamus with hydrogel.

It mimics cerebrospinal fluid
almost flawlessly.

Just add it to my tab.

Okay, Dutch. We're a go.

Carleen, turn on
the neuro-link.

This shit is freezing.

CARLEEN: She's connected.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)

Now she hunts.

DUTCH: Oh, man,
I feel dizzy.

JOHN: Just keep talking.

Describe your surroundings.

Once we know where he is, we
can come after him for real.

I'm in a hallway.

(STUTTERS)
A nondescript hallway.

No sign of...

Whoa! John...

I jumped.

JOHN: Where are you now?

There's a podium.
It's copper or bronze.

Coated in plasma.

Plasma? Maybe some
kind of computer?

Is there any security?

Is there any keypads?
Nothing, nothing.

It's glowing.

No, not just glowing.
It's...

It's moving.

What do you think?

No keypad?
Bet it's voice access only.

Plasma processors.

I thought they were
years away.

Not wherever Dutch is,
apparently.

(PANTING)

This feels familiar.

This is his.

Khlyen's here.

He's close.

JOHN: Just a few more details
on the liquid computer.

Just three minutes. She doesn't
have three more minutes.

I don't like her vitals.

If we pull Dutch out before she
finds Khlyen, she'll kill me.

We pull her out too late, you'll
be feeding her through a tube.

Okay, can you get a fix on
where she's being projected?

Deep space.

Somewhere near the Quad.

There are number 71s
painted on the walls.

JOHN: Sector 71, maybe?

Khlyen. He's here.

(GASPING)

That's it, I'm calling it.

He...

He just walked past.

JOHN: It's time to disengage.

No. I can do this.

Dutch, where are you?

CARLEEN: Neural shock. She's seizing!
(GROANING)

JOHN: You've got to get us
something that we can use.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(WHISPERS) No.

(GROANING)

It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

How many fingers
am I holding up?

Are you okay?

I know where Khlyen is.

He's in The Rack.

Khlyen was in a part of The Rack
I'd never even seen before.

Level 71.

Is he their prisoner?
He had...

He had an assistant, an office. People
practically bowed when he passed.

Khlyen is part
of The Rack, John.

What if he was part of it
this whole time?

What if I never
really escaped?

Well, then, let's finally
set you free.

No matter what it takes?

I'll clear my schedule.

(CHUCKLES)

The bad news is The Rack is in the most
heavily fortified station in the Quad.

Yeah, but the good news is our
badges get us in the front door.

So, covert op?

JOHN: Level 40 through 54.

We get positioned
thereabouts, and then...

Then I could shimmy through
these ventilation ducts.

Exposing you to enough radiation
to melt your face off.

You're right.
You should do it.

D'AVIN: (CLEARING THROAT)
Fresh soldiers?

Thought you could
use them.

You look intense.

Those look intense.

It's a Level 3 Leith job.
We've got this, D'Av.

Right. None of my business.

Sorry, force of habit.

He could help, Johnny.

He's great at tactical.

Yeah, sure, I'm willing
to give it a shot.

Bellus dug deep to get us
blueprints of The Rack.

The Rack?

What's the warrant? No warrant.
But a long time coming.

Khlyen.

You found him?
Turns out he never left.

We rerouted his
neuro-link to track him.

He's stationed at the top of HQ.
He's in The Rack?

Our Rack?
Floor 71.

Upper levels
are officers only.

Officers who work
interstellar.

Setting up satellite offices
around the The "J"

and introducing The Rack to
places that need order.

When you confront Khlyen,
how are you going to...

How are you
going to kill him?

I'm not sure I can.

But now? This is bigger
than killing.

I need answers.

What if he doesn't like your questions?
How are you going to force an answer?

Dutch, what's your
leverage?

We hadn't gotten
to that part yet.

I've had 20 years
to get to that part.

I've got it.

And a sudden craving for
something stronger than beer.

Johnny, that is a lot of security
doors on automatic lockdown.

You sure this is going to work?
It has to.

Dutch needs it.

I need to orchestrate
a reason for us to get

higher point-of-entry privileges
to The Rack than usual.

Well, um, good luck.

(GLASSES CLINK)

You, too.

About your cause...

Yes?

I got one of my own.

I figure we can
help each other out.

KHLYEN: Do not eat that,
child.

That smell, like almonds?

It means the flesh has
fermented into a deadly toxin.

A single bite could
make you sick for days.

YOUNG DUTCH: The other girls
keep taking my food.

(EXHALES)

You are Yalena,
of the family Yardeen.

The others say
it's a shameful name.

Yes, they are cruel to you.

Perhaps you can change that.

Restore Yardeeni honor.

Your father is
counting on it.

He sent me to find you,
little bird.

To train you
and protect you.

It won't be easy.

And you have to
keep it a secret.

No matter what hate
they spew at you.

No matter what punishment.

The truth is...

You're special, Yala.

Now...

Do you know the story of
the Wasp and the Bear?

JOHN: Are you okay?

Yeah.

I think I'm having aftershocks
from that neuro-link.

Visions? Nightmares?

Just a memory about Khlyen.

Nice one, actually.

I didn't think
you had any of those.

Guess I've only ever
told you the bad stuff.

So, what's the good stuff?

He's always protected me.

There was a time when he gave me
hope when I needed it the most.

Better or worse,

he's made me who I am.

Bullshit.

(SCOFFS)

Six years ago, I came in
that door for the first time

to steal the prettiest ship
that I'd ever seen.

And instead, I found a half-feral
beauty in a wedding dress,

covered in blood, with a
gun pointed at my crotch.

Um, your head,
if I recall.

Well, you recall wrong.
My crotch remembers.

But after all this time, you're
still more your own person

than anyone that I know.

The only credit that Khlyen gets
is for the bruises along the way.

Thanks.

I don't think
this is side effects.

I think it's cold feet.

I guess killing your surrogate
father is no small thing.

If you want to fight,
I got your back.

If you want to run,
I call shotgun.

But you've got to
decide, Yalena.

Say it one more time.

What?

What you told me
the night we first met.

We don't have to stay here.

We can just fly away
and never look back.

Not this time.

I'm going to face him,
Johnny. (CHUCKLES)

I know.

JOHN: Lucy?

LUCY: Apologies, he still
has authorization.

D'AVIN: Just me, Johnny.

(SIGHS)

I'm glad you're both up.

Couldn't sleep.
D'AVIN: Yeah, me neither.

I know how to get you
to the top of The Rack.

D'AVIN: So, that's Arkyn.

Looks like a good place
to hide out.

I mean, if this
goes to hell.

It won't, and it's not.

That moon was The Company's first foray
into terraforming before Westerley.

Didn't do great.

Rack central, 12:00.

OFFICER: Call signs,
security clearance,

reason for entry?

Call sign U-gamma-4471-B.

Level 3, 4 and 5
Reclamation Agents

John Jaqobis,
D'avin Jaqobis and Dutch.

Reason for entry?

Guys, it's just
a formality, anyway.

Hey.
Your reason for entry?

(BEEPING)

We've come to
file for divorce.

To dissolve our team.

You are clear for
docking in bay 35.

Welcome back, agents.

That's not bad. I thought
we'd be down in the teens.

Yeah, but Khlyen's on 71. How
you going to clear 40 levels?

One floor at a time.

COMPUTER: Registered agent
weapons logged and approved.

(BUZZING)

That's new.

Warning. Internal scan.

Foreign object detected.
Oh, right, the surgery.

Titanium stitches.

And yeah, it really,
really hurt.

Re-scan.

Titanium traces detected.

Approved.

DUTCH: So, we're here to terminate
our affiliation with D'avin Jaqobis.

JOHN: We no longer intend
to Killjoy as a trio.

OFFICIAL: Fine.

I will remove your sponsorship,
dissolve the team.

So say you all?

Aye.

Aye.
Aye.

TURIN: I have
some questions.

Team Awesome Force
breaking up?

Must be one
hell of a story.

It drags a bit
in the middle.

I'll take it from here.

Officer Turin, call sign
F-kilo-946-R,

now recording
these proceedings.

I have reason to suspect the
recent actions of these agents.

Well, I can think
of a reason. You're an...

Let the record show,

this is now an inquiry into a possible
suspension of your reclamation licenses.

Well, this is a good day.

D'avin back yet?

PREE: Still gone.

As should you be.

Hills has his men
combing the streets.

They're rounding up monks.

Over a few missing guns?

Hills and I have
an agreement.

Had an agreement.
Take the tunnels.

Have faith.

The roots will carry us.

Why not file a split with your broker?
Why come all this way?

Well, we heard there was
a new chef in the caf, so...

TURIN: You think
this is funny, son?

D'AVIN: Actually,
I do think it's a joke.

If you had anything
incriminating on these agents,

you would have arrested them the second
they stepped onto the station, sir.

He's bossy. I like him.

So, why don't you?

It didn't work out.

Did you sleep with him?
Hey.

Yes.

TURIN: (CHUCKLES) And that
made the jilted Jaqobis mad.

You're such a piece
of work.

I'm the one who screwed up. I'm the
one they're here to report on.

Do shut up, Bossy. Because I
beat her, then stabbed him.

TURIN: You attacked
your own team?

The Rack takes assault
on its own very seriously.

Then I want to speak
to a rep.

But first, I want to know that
this break-up is official.

I want nothing to do
with these assholes.

They ruined
my goddamn life.

Like I said,
I knew I liked him.

There. You're done
as a team.

And when I'm done with you,
probably as a Killjoy.

But I'll fetch your rep,
for appearances' sake.

Try not to shiv anyone
while I'm gone.

What the hell
are you doing?

Come on. We don't have
much time.

For what, D'av?

D'AVIN: Getting you
to floor 71.

Here.

Ear pieces that run
on plathium.

When this goes down...
When what goes down?

...your comlinks won't work,
thanks to little colonel.

(RAPID BEEPING)

DUTCH: YO, what the hell?

Anyone else think
that would be cooler?

(POWERING DOWN)

Did you just power fry
the entire Rack?

D'AVIN: Little bit.

Targeted pulse charge.

Emergency lights and life
support should be fine.

Do you know what you've done?
Bought you a few more floors

and better luck with those
now-unlocked security doors.

D'av. Look, I couldn't tell
you what I had planned.

The charge is undetectable,
but if they link it to me,

I can say I acted alone.
Because I did.

You finally lost your
damn mind.

Look, I get that you want to
end Khlyen more than anything.

But just take care
of my little brother.

Nobody's getting hurt
but Khlyen.

Go be a hero.

NAJIK: Sir.

Ah, Najik.
Some tea, please.

I think we're
having company.

OFFICIAL: What are they
saying upstairs?

Surge? Meteor shower?
Screw upstairs.

I know exactly
who caused this.

A big dumb guy, a smaller
dumb guy and a bitch.

We've just got to find them.

Contraband, please?

Ah!

Ta.

Okay, so,
what's in the syringe?

A gift.

Got your lenses in?
Uh-huh.

Remember what
we're here for.

And you remember that other than
Khlyen, these are our people.

They're not our enemies.

We can't just shoot our way
out if things go wrong.

If they bust us,

no more license.

No more Killjoying.

You asking me
not to do this?

I'm asking you
to be awesome.

(CHUCKLES) Always am.

COMPUTER: Attention. Technical
issues being addressed.

Power will be restored
by ascending levels.

WOMAN: Wilson said there's a
fire on Level 50. ls that true?

Damn it.

No idea.

Power restored to Level 1.

JOHN: D' av, are you there'?
Yeah. What's the word?

After that baller move you made, I
figure we at least owe you a ride home.

Get your ass to Lucy. We'll meet you
there as soon as we're done with Khlyen.

You got it, buddy.
Halfway there.

Talk soon.

So.

What's with
the mood lighting?

You guys forget
to pay the bill?

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
(GROANING)

Upside of no power?

No security recordings.

COMPUTER: Power restored
to Level 5.

DUTCH: Just how big
is this thing?

You'd think I'd get sick
of people asking me that.

Concentrate, Captain Comet.

I'm on Level 52. I need
to get higher, faster.

How do you feel
about catwalks?

Meow.

COMPUTER: Power restored
to Level 8.

Starboard corridor, if I
memorized the blueprints right.

DUTCH". You know you did.

Oh, good.
Lucky the power's out.

COMPUTER: Power restored
to Level 15.

Power restored to Level 25.

What do you want, Turin?
What I'm owed.

Answers.

I had nothing to do
with the power outage.

Sure you did, but I don't give
a shit about that. (CHUCKLES)

What's your little
girlfriend got planned?

Who is Dutch really?
What makes her so special?

Have you seen her eyes?
(GROANS)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Do you know that she
started at Level 5?

First time on record.

All complaints against her get
rerouted off-site and disappeared.

I just want to know
who's protecting her.

Dutch doesn't need
protecting.

Then why is she marked
for Red 17?

What did you say?

I'm not the enemy here,
son.

Hell, I may be the only real
friend Dutch has in this place.

So, you got five seconds to
tell me what I need to know.

(DUTCH PANTING)

John, I'm here.
On Khlyen's floor.

Are you in range yet?
John?

(GASPING)

KHLYEN: Terrible.

Show me what you
remember, Yala.

I'm not here to fight you.

Then you're here to lose.

JOHN: Dutch.

If you can hear me,
I'm in.

I'm within
communications range.

I can hear
you and him.

I'm just calibrating now,
so keep him talking.

(TRILLING)

KHLYEN: I'd always hoped
you'd drop by.

(IN KHLYEN'S VOICE) I'm
Khlyen, the evil ass-clown.

Good to go.

(GRUNTING)

Disappointing.

So, so disappointing.

(GRUNTS)

Better.

But not good enough.

Tea?

What the hell is Red 17?
Why are you asking me?

(SCOFFS)

You got nothing.

I got a stick
that goes zap.

Yeah, and a fine
set of hair.

After that, you've just got
rumors and theories. Sad.

Well, it was worth a shot.

COMPUTER: Power
restored to Level 35.

There goes your window.

Whatever the hell Dutch is up
to, she's about to get caught.

Do you know what this is?

Fermented calyptum.

I can smell the almonds
from here.

I didn't take you
for nostalgic.

This is how you made me
kill second-matron.

I was 10 years old.

I watched her die.

I remember. I was proud.

Torsin Deck.

He was always kind to me. He
cried when I twisted the knife.

Patela, the cleric's girl?

I gave her the wrong poison.
She screamed for six days.

Yes, well, each death
was a lesson.

The only lesson you ever taught
me was how to hate myself.

Do you really think you can
make it to me with that needle?

It's not for you.

Yala.
Back.

I have been racking my brain
every day since I left you,

trying to figure out your weakness.
Until I realized...

It's me. Isn't it?

Put down the needle.

Shut up.

This is what it feels like.

I want you to know what it feels
like to not be in control.

Was it wrong of me to protect
you all these years?

You changed me.

Exactly. They were
making you a victim.

I made you a weapon. Now, you
tell me I was wrong, Yala.

I'm asking the questions.

Enough playing-

I will not answer under
false blackmail.

Then let's make this real.

Damn it.

JOHN: Come to Daddy.

There's no screen.

Ferromagnetic maybe.

I'm going to touch it.

(GASPING)

Carleen was right.
It's a computer.

JOHN: Computer,
search keyword "Khlyen."

Don't, blink, Jaqobis.

Don't blink.

Computer, transfer files
to PDD.

A little for Carleen
and a lot for me.

Shit.

Shitty shit stupid shit.

Johnny, what did you do?

I don't know, but I can't undo it.
Get to Lucy ASAP.

Our exit plan just got
a lot more complicated.

COMPUTER: Breach detected.

Lockdown protocol.

(GRUNTING)

All docking bays shut down
until future approval.

What have you done?

John has the antidote.

If I don't go to him soon,
I'll be past saving.

And I'm not leaving here until you
tell me everything I want to know.

Why are you here
in The Rack?

You don't even know what
The Rack really is, Yala.

You're asking
the wrong questions.

Were you always a part of it?
Even in my world?

Yes.

Was... Was that what you
were training me for?

Yes.

Why come back now?
Why? Why now?

You took
a Level 5 warrant.

A kill job.

That was the sign
I'd been waiting for.

That you were
finished running.

That you were ready.

Ask the real
question, Yala.

Why me?

(DOOR OPENS)
Ah!

Are you all right, sir?

Officers only.
I...

What was really
in the needle?

Millweed for the scent,
adrenaline for the heart rate.

Well done, little bird.

Very convincing.

It would be a shame to come all the
way up here and not take the shot.

Answer the question.

Take the shot.

That's not how I'm going
to destroy you.

I'm fine.

It's fine.

Was that her?
Just clean it up.

Clean it up!

(ALARM BLARING)

JOHN: D'avin.

John.
I think it's time to leave.

I think you're right,
little brother.

COMPUTER: Breach detected.

D'AVIN: How long before
they know it was us?

JOHN: We get out of here before the
security feeds come back online,

they'll never know.

(SIGHS) Let's hope Dutch
is already onboard.

COMPUTER: All docking bays shut
down until future approval.

Lucy, instigate
reboot protocol.

Critical systems only.

LUCY: John, I cannot disengage
while The Rack is in lockdown.

Balls.
I'll do it.

DUTCH: No, Jaqobis.

I will.

Dutch?

Get back here now.
I can't.

Someone needs to stay behind
to free Lucy.

Just go.

(BEEPING)

What is she doing?

You leave now, there's no proof
you were involved in any of this.

You can still be
a Killjoy.

Hey, idiot.

I only want to Killjoy
with you.

Get to the Royale.
I'll make my own way home.

Lucy, throttle down. Now!

LUCY: I'm sorry, John, Dutch
has instituted a master code.

I told you, stop bossing
my ship around.

Initiate protocol.
Freebird.

Initiating Freebird.

No!

Be safe.

TURIN: I think your
free ride's just about up.

Oh, give it up, Turin.
We both know...

(GROANING)
Look at that.

What the hell are you doing?
Are you crazy?

You ever go hunting for
parson, out in the badlands?

Sneaky little things.

But if you manage
to catch one,

you break its wings,
throw it out onto the sands,

and watch all his little
friends come running.

I'm not bait,
I'm an agent.

We're on the same side.

See, that's just the thing.

I'm not so sure we are.

KHLYEN: We're not.

DUTCH: Where am I?

KHLYEN: Safe.

Time to get you home,
and for me to fix your mess.

DUTCH: John and D'avin?

Will suffer no repercussions
for this foolish infiltration.

You'll need your full team
with what's coming.

Keep that tourniquet tight.

You've lost a lot of blood.

DUTCH: Why do you
keep protecting me?

(INHALING SHARPLY)

(SHUSHING)

Do you remember the first time
I tucked you in?

I told you a story.

The Wasp and the Bear.
Mmm-hmm.

And the moral
of that story?

In the end,
they save one another.

I need you to live.

Was any of it true?

Did my father
really send you?

What are you?

I'm Level 6.

I'm looking
for Alvis Akari.

Resistance and disobedience
are punishable offenses

under The Company directive,

but you people don't seem
to be getting the message.

Maybe the problem
isn't the message,

but the method in which
it's being delivered.

Alvis.

I didn't think you'd
make it this easy.

To talk?

We can always talk, Hills.

About sadness, Joy...

No amount of Joy is going to
get you out of this one.

Alvis Akari, you are
under arrest...

You really want to
light this match now, boots?

...for orchestrating
the Leith Bazaar massacre.

What massacre?
Hills, you know me.

I don't know anything
anymore.

Hills, don't be an idiot.
Shut him up.

Even if you have to
remove his tongue to do it.

Hills. (GROANING)

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

I don't know why.

D'AVIN: What the hell
is going on out there?

And where is Dutch?

It's been four hours.

And I can't decrypt
any of Khlyen's intel.

I hope this was worth it.

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

Dutch.

Holy hell.

(PANTING AND GROANING)

Pawter. We need Pawter.

How much blood
have you lost?

Khlyen is Level 6.

What?

He told me.

Dutch, he's lying.
Level 6 Killjoys are a myth.

DUTCH: So, why do
I believe him?

He's still messing
with your head.

Look, Dutch, I know a thing
or two about bad dads.

And if I ever get a chance,

I will repay him for everything
that he has done to you.

How many breakups do we need to
go through before you learn?

I don't need you
to fight my battles.

Doesn't mean
I don't want to.

Then you better hurry.

Whatever his plan is, I think
he's just getting started.

I know what you are.

I know what you do up there.

Really?
(GROANS)

Let's chat about that,
shall we?