Raised by Wolves (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Mass - full transcript
As Marcus continues to embrace his Mithraic devotion, Sue worries he may no longer have her and Paul's best interests at heart. Mother experiences what she believes to be malfunctions, and Hunter works on a secret project with Father.
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I know who I am.
I know who I am.
Dad.
Are you
gonna be okay?
Yeah.
I got out of line.
So Sol
had to punish me.
- You know,
- I'm actually thankful.
Because it means
he loves me.
Right?
Yeah.
You know, to Sol,
we're just like Mouse.
If he sees us
doing something naughty...
- Don't.
- He's fragile.
You're pretty fragile, too,
aren't ya?
What?
No, I'm not fragile.
Please look at me.
See, your mother
wants to coddle you.
- And to tell you the truth,
- I do, too.
I want to spoil you rotten,
but I can't.
Sol's not gonna
take it easy on you,
so neither can I.
I got to teach you
to be a survivor.
Campion.
Shut up.
Shut up, I say!
Campion.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Dozen. Dozen who?
Dozen all this knocking
bother you?
Knock, knock. Who's there? Egg.
Egg who?
Egg-stremely disappointed
you don't recognize me.
Well, - at least he can cook.
I can have a look at him
if you want.
- You're handy.
- With the service models?
Yeah.
A little bit.
That's enough.
That's good.
I have no feeling
in those mechanisms.
I cannot control
their operation.
Diagnostics - all look good.
- There's a weird glitch.
- In your tech.
Wait.
Is that code - or something?
It is.
It's Morse code.
You are old.
So primitive.
S...
O...
I...
I... S...
T...
H... E...
I... I...
"Light."
"Sol is the light."
"Sol is the light."
For a minute there, I thought
you were still in there, Pops.
Has the ark - landed yet?
In a manner of speaking...
Yes.
My blood levels
are dropping.
What are you doing?
- I'm a doctor,
- not a bloodbag.
Today, - you are both.
You're an A-plus
life technician, correct?
Yes.
- Able to repair both humans.
- And androids?
As well as plants, animals,
and terrestrial insects.
- As you can see,
- I've sustained some damage.
Over the past few hours,
I've begun experiencing
a great deal of discomfort
in my abdomen.
What do you advise?
Hmm...
- your wounds.
- Are bleeding internally,
Draining into - your stomach.
- You need to release.
- The pressure.
You okay?
How much longer does he
have to stay in the silo?
He'll be
coming out soon.
I promise.
- Alright.
- Come on.
Come on.
Is Dad
gonna be okay?
I've never seen him
like that before.
He'll be fine.
- 'Cause he's.
- A tough survivor, right?
Yeah, - something like that.
Do I have to be
a tough survivor?
You already are.
Do you like it here?
It's okay,
I guess.
- Because...
- there's more of the planet.
That we haven't even
seen yet.
Maybe we could - check it out.
Like an adventure?
Yeah, like an adventure.
Yeah, - I'd like that.
Could we bring Campion?
Don't see why not.
- So, we don't.
- Have to treat him.
Like the way we treated
atheists on Earth?
No, we don't.
- Is Dad gonna come.
- On the adventure?
Do you want him to?
Yeah.
But I'm sure he's got a lot of
important stuff to do here.
Could we go
without him?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, we could.
Let's not tell Dad,
okay?
He's got a lot
on his mind.
- Just keep it.
- Between me and you.
Okay.
Okay.
- Is the discomfort.
- In your abdomen subsiding?
No.
There may be coagulation.
Reach your fingers in
- and see if.
- You can break up the blockage.
I'm Karl.
- I've lost pairing.
- With my brothers.
Do you know
where they are?
Broken.
Ah.
- Without them,
- it will be difficult.
- To care for.
- A thousand colonists.
- I don't think.
- They'll be requiring.
Much medical attention.
- I'm feeling something.
- That is not.
- In my anatomical.
- Build description.
What is it?
I don't know, - Karl.
You're the doctor.
Can you - get a look at it?
Spherical.
3.4 inches in diameter.
- Oh,
- probably a silicon tumor.
Pull it out with
a counter-clockwise motion.
What is it?
It moved.
That's unusual.
It's reacting - to my touch.
- Your senses.
- May be misfiring.
My caregiving program...
It's overriding me.
That's odd.
Your survival is essential
to your caregiving duties.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Perhaps the tumor has corrupted
your programming parameters.
Must be some new strain
of silicon tumor
particular to
this environment.
- Have you been exposed.
- To any foreign entities.
- During your time.
- On this planet?
No.
If I can't alleviate
this discomfort,
I have no hope of being able
to rescue my children.
The only way to
alleviate discomfort
- is to.
- Feed the tumor fuel-blood.
- Then it will cease.
- To feed on you.
This will temporarily help you
regain your strength,
but it will also accelerate
the tumor's growth.
Hmm,
and your inevitable breakdown.
I have no choice.
So,
more fuel blood?
Yes.
But don't
look at me.
- You'll need to find.
- More donors.
- Campion.
- Got some fungus for you.
Pull it up.
Thanks.
Paul.
We wear the armor
of Mithras and the light.
We are shielded
from all that is harmful.
Sol, - give us the strength.
To make the tough decisions
we must face.
Guide us
with your wisdom.
Bless us
with your light.
Praise Sol.
Praise Sol.
- Sol never said.
- That it would be easy.
Colonizing this world,
did he?
No.
So, we must focus
on serving him, right?
Yes, we should.
So, that means
we must stay pure.
That means you must stay away
from that atheist kid, okay?
Okay.
Good boy.
How's the pain?
I saw you
in the church.
That couldn't have been easy
for you, watching me pray.
- Yeah, well,
- there's a first for everything.
Belief doesn't happen
overnight.
It's not how it works.
So, - you're an expert now?
Mm-hmm.
I was thinking about
our first date.
- That wasn't a date.
- I was being tortured.
You needed rescuing.
No, I didn't.
- I-I was in the process.
- Of escaping.
And I rescued you.
All the other prisoners...
cracked,
but not you.
Not my Mary.
I guess
I'm stubborn like that.
I'm starting to
forget your face.
Close your eyes.
Praise be to Sol.
Sol is the light.
If you are not a designated
passenger on the ark of heaven,
please clear the area.
- All chosen passengers.
- Must proceed.
To security checkpoint 5.
A new Eden awaits you
on Kepler-22b.
If you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
Repeat,
if you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
Rocking entryways or otherwise
competing passenger boarding
is strictly prohibited.
Violators will be executed
on sight.
Praise be to Sol.
Sol is light.
If you are not a designated
passenger on the ark of heaven,
please clear the area.
All chosen passengers
must proceed
to security checkpoint 5.
If you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
- I don't know.
- About this, Caleb.
- It's Marcus from now on,
- remember?
Marcus, and you're Sue.
- That's what.
- I'm talking about.
I don't know - if I can do it.
Yes, you can.
How?
How do you know?
- Because I can't do it.
- Without you.
We're traitors.
We're not traitors
- as long as we have.
- Each other's back.
- You and me...
- That's all that matters.
You and me.
You and me.
You gonna keep cheating?
What do you got?
- Like, five, six cards.
- In your sleeve?
Popping it off, yeah?
You're horrible.
Don't get too sensitive there.
Well, he's fucking cheating.
I'm not cheating.
100% you're cheating.
- Put a little surprise.
- In there for you.
What you doing, buddy?
Nothing.
I told you to stay away.
I know, but I...
I just...
Did Mommy put you up
to this?
No.
No?
You and Mommy up
to something?
- Huh?
- No.
- Huh? You're not.
- Planning something?
- No?
- Mnh-mnh.
You're not hiding anything
from me, are you?
No.
- 'Cause it kinda looks like.
- You're hiding something.
From your daddy.
I'm not.
- You're not lying.
- To me, are you?
Because you know
I hate liars.
Look at me. You're not
lying to me, are you?
No.
I love you.
I would never leave you.
Are you and Mommy
planning something?
Are you and Mommy
planning something?
- You can tell me.
- It's okay.
No.
- You would never lie to me,
- would you?
- Never.
- Mom!
- Why are you.
- Calling your mom?
I'm just asking
a normal question, huh?
It's okay. Shh.
- Are you and your mommy.
- Planning something?
- You can tell me.
- Quickly.
- You can tell me.
- It's okay.
Mom!
It's okay.
Get the hell
away from him!
Come on, Paul, we're leaving.
It's okay.
Get back here.
Don't touch me.
You are not leaving me.
- Watch me.
- You're not taking him.
Come on.
- -Mom!
- -Let go of me!
- -Mom!
- -Get your hands off me!
- -Mommy!
- -Paul, no.
- -It's okay.
- -Mom!
- -Please grab my son.
- -No!
- -No!
- -Mom!
- Paul, no!
- Let go of him!
Dad, stop it!
Mom!
Let go of him!
Dad, stop it!
Paul, no!
Don't you touch him!
No, no! No, don't, don't! No!
Dad, stop it!
No, no.
I told you,
we're not going anywhere!
Forgive my wife!
She has lost her way!
Please pray for her!
Forgive my wife, Sol!
We must pray that she returns
to Sol's light.
Pray for her!
Tempest was right to run away
from here.
Why did the android
cross the road?
- To return to.
- His factory settings.
- Knock, knock.
- Who's there?
- Wooden shoe.
- Wooden shoe who?
Wooden shoe like
to hear another?
Campion, it's me.
Paul?
Campion,
can you hear me?
I can barely hear you.
Well, then,
stick it in your ear.
Campion?
Yes!
I can hear you!
Are you all right?
I heard your father...
I'm fine.
I'm gonna help you
break out of there.
- I have an idea for something.
- You can make,
- But you're not.
- Gonna like it.
- You're gonna.
- Dig your way out.
What do you think I've been
trying to do all this time?
- I hope there's more.
- To your plan than just...
- Just let me finish.
- Please.
- You're gonna dig.
- Your way out,
- But with.
- Someone else's hands.
- I had hoped to see.
- My brothers again,
But this wasn't at all
what I had in mind.
I'm sorry, Karl.
Well, I suppose they
would be pleased that,
even in death, they're
helping to alleviate pain.
I allowed myself
to be invaded,
neglected my mission,
my family.
Campion is now suffering
because of my actions.
This is causing me
great distress.
You needn't display emotion
for my benefit.
I know that, Karl.
Then why - are you doing it?
My partner and I
sometimes suffer from...
impulses not dictated
by programming.
- Have you ever come across.
- Such a condition?
No.
You are unique.
I'd rather not be.
I'd prefer it if I could revert
to my factory settings.
- Humans often complain.
- Of suffering,
But they also herald it.
Yes.
Despite being
raised pacifist,
my son Campion and his siblings
often played war.
What they derived
from such games
is beyond
my understanding.
Campion.
Campion.
Yes? I'm here.
Are you almost out?
- -Yes.
- -Okay, I'll see you soon.
What are you
doing, buddy?
Uh... I thought something
in Mom's bag
- might help make.
- The pain go away.
There's nothing in that bag
that you need.
You gonna let Mom out?
I'm sorry about
what happened.
Do you forgive me?
- It's fine.
- It was my fault.
No.
It wasn't your fault,
and I don't want you to worry.
You see, your mom and I love
each other very much,
but sometimes,
we just don't see eye to eye.
- And the truth is I was.
- Really scared.
That your mommy and you
were gonna leave me.
But now I know
you would never do that.
I wear the armor of.
Mithras and the light.
Please, Sol, show me that
I am on a righteous path.
I need you to show me.
Show me that I am not crazy.
That I am the chosen one.
Tell me what I should do.
The church is on fire!
We need water!
Be careful.
Is there anyone in there?
- Bartok, Cassia, Dorian,
- follow the child!
Go! Go!
Get moving!
Come on!
Where are you going?
- I'm taking my mom and Campion.
- To the lander.
- Please don't tell anyone.
- I won't.
But as long as you
take us with you.
Fine!
Come on, come on!
Mom.
No. Paul.
Come on, Mom.
Come on.
What the hell?
- They're coming with us.
- Come on.
- They are?
- Yeah.
Oh, God.
It's still hurting.
It's killing me,
isn't it?
Most likely.
But you never know.
You're a necromancer.
Your kind was always
full of surprises.
Hmm.
You're trying to
cheer me up.
Yes.
- It is accurate to say.
- That dark photons.
Are a poorly
understood technology.
- But the Mithraic designed.
- And built me.
- How could they not possess.
- A full understanding.
Of their own technology?
- They followed the formulas.
- They discovered.
Were encrypted
in their scriptures
with no real - understanding.
Of the underlying
concepts.
The... The... The... The...
The... The... The...
The technology that powers
you was a gift from Sol,
passed down from the heavens
at the dawn of man.
That is.
Mithraic propaganda.
Perhaps.
I only know what I've been
programmed to believe.
But of course,
same goes for you.
I need more donors.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Father?
Is it you?
It started itching as soon
as I tasted the plasma.
You think the growth
has carbon based components?
How is that...
possible?
I know.
It makes no logical sense.
But I thought I could
feel it hungering.
Perhaps when the plasma
circulates from my system...
What am I doing?
- I'm acting more irrationally.
- Than a human.
Karl?
Campion, can you hear me?
Meet us at the lander.
Oh, come on. No. No, no, no,
no, no, no. Come on.
- No, no.
- -What's the matter?
- -Hurry up! - They're gonna see us!
- Fly! Fly!
- Shut up! Shut up, please!
- Shut up!
Lander, troubleshoot.
No, you bastard.
Okay, everyone out.
Move! Let's go! Let's go!
Everyone out! Let's go!
Tempest.
Mother!
- What are you doing here.
- Alone?
I was looking for you.
And Campion?
He's still imprisoned.
A-At least he was
when I left.
Is he alright?
Yeah.
Tempest.
Mm.
You're bleeding.
Before you lecture me.
About being careful,
it's just - a few scratches.
It's nothing serious.
Mother?
Stay away from me, Tempest.
Are you okay?
I said, you need to
stay away from me.
What?
I just found you.
Get away!
Do you know
where you're going?
Yeah.
Doesn't look like it.
Hold it!
Time to do
some penance.
Campion!
This way.
And move. Go.
Warning... sim is not intended
for android interface.
Begin simulation.
Warning... sim is not intended
for android interface.
Campion Sturges:
You see?
I told you
I could give you anything.
What did you do to me?
What is it?
A child, Mother.
A child that will always
be a part of you.
A child who will
never reject you.
No.
- Never tell you.
- That you're not real.
No.
I don't want it.
You've given all of yourself
since you were built.
This is your reward.
I need to
get back to Campion.
What about the mission?
- What you're carrying inside you.
- Is the mission.
No.
- It's always.
- Been the mission.
No. No.
No,
that's not possible.
Campion and all the others
were just a rehearsal.
It was all to prepare you
for this.
No.
The future of humanity
is growing inside you.
No, I don't want it.
I don't want it.
I don't want it!
Warning... sim is not intended
for android interface.
No. No!
Warning... sim is not intended
for an...
I know who I am.
I know who I am.
Dad.
Are you
gonna be okay?
Yeah.
I got out of line.
So Sol
had to punish me.
- You know,
- I'm actually thankful.
Because it means
he loves me.
Right?
Yeah.
You know, to Sol,
we're just like Mouse.
If he sees us
doing something naughty...
- Don't.
- He's fragile.
You're pretty fragile, too,
aren't ya?
What?
No, I'm not fragile.
Please look at me.
See, your mother
wants to coddle you.
- And to tell you the truth,
- I do, too.
I want to spoil you rotten,
but I can't.
Sol's not gonna
take it easy on you,
so neither can I.
I got to teach you
to be a survivor.
Campion.
Shut up.
Shut up, I say!
Campion.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Dozen. Dozen who?
Dozen all this knocking
bother you?
Knock, knock. Who's there? Egg.
Egg who?
Egg-stremely disappointed
you don't recognize me.
Well, - at least he can cook.
I can have a look at him
if you want.
- You're handy.
- With the service models?
Yeah.
A little bit.
That's enough.
That's good.
I have no feeling
in those mechanisms.
I cannot control
their operation.
Diagnostics - all look good.
- There's a weird glitch.
- In your tech.
Wait.
Is that code - or something?
It is.
It's Morse code.
You are old.
So primitive.
S...
O...
I...
I... S...
T...
H... E...
I... I...
"Light."
"Sol is the light."
"Sol is the light."
For a minute there, I thought
you were still in there, Pops.
Has the ark - landed yet?
In a manner of speaking...
Yes.
My blood levels
are dropping.
What are you doing?
- I'm a doctor,
- not a bloodbag.
Today, - you are both.
You're an A-plus
life technician, correct?
Yes.
- Able to repair both humans.
- And androids?
As well as plants, animals,
and terrestrial insects.
- As you can see,
- I've sustained some damage.
Over the past few hours,
I've begun experiencing
a great deal of discomfort
in my abdomen.
What do you advise?
Hmm...
- your wounds.
- Are bleeding internally,
Draining into - your stomach.
- You need to release.
- The pressure.
You okay?
How much longer does he
have to stay in the silo?
He'll be
coming out soon.
I promise.
- Alright.
- Come on.
Come on.
Is Dad
gonna be okay?
I've never seen him
like that before.
He'll be fine.
- 'Cause he's.
- A tough survivor, right?
Yeah, - something like that.
Do I have to be
a tough survivor?
You already are.
Do you like it here?
It's okay,
I guess.
- Because...
- there's more of the planet.
That we haven't even
seen yet.
Maybe we could - check it out.
Like an adventure?
Yeah, like an adventure.
Yeah, - I'd like that.
Could we bring Campion?
Don't see why not.
- So, we don't.
- Have to treat him.
Like the way we treated
atheists on Earth?
No, we don't.
- Is Dad gonna come.
- On the adventure?
Do you want him to?
Yeah.
But I'm sure he's got a lot of
important stuff to do here.
Could we go
without him?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, we could.
Let's not tell Dad,
okay?
He's got a lot
on his mind.
- Just keep it.
- Between me and you.
Okay.
Okay.
- Is the discomfort.
- In your abdomen subsiding?
No.
There may be coagulation.
Reach your fingers in
- and see if.
- You can break up the blockage.
I'm Karl.
- I've lost pairing.
- With my brothers.
Do you know
where they are?
Broken.
Ah.
- Without them,
- it will be difficult.
- To care for.
- A thousand colonists.
- I don't think.
- They'll be requiring.
Much medical attention.
- I'm feeling something.
- That is not.
- In my anatomical.
- Build description.
What is it?
I don't know, - Karl.
You're the doctor.
Can you - get a look at it?
Spherical.
3.4 inches in diameter.
- Oh,
- probably a silicon tumor.
Pull it out with
a counter-clockwise motion.
What is it?
It moved.
That's unusual.
It's reacting - to my touch.
- Your senses.
- May be misfiring.
My caregiving program...
It's overriding me.
That's odd.
Your survival is essential
to your caregiving duties.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Perhaps the tumor has corrupted
your programming parameters.
Must be some new strain
of silicon tumor
particular to
this environment.
- Have you been exposed.
- To any foreign entities.
- During your time.
- On this planet?
No.
If I can't alleviate
this discomfort,
I have no hope of being able
to rescue my children.
The only way to
alleviate discomfort
- is to.
- Feed the tumor fuel-blood.
- Then it will cease.
- To feed on you.
This will temporarily help you
regain your strength,
but it will also accelerate
the tumor's growth.
Hmm,
and your inevitable breakdown.
I have no choice.
So,
more fuel blood?
Yes.
But don't
look at me.
- You'll need to find.
- More donors.
- Campion.
- Got some fungus for you.
Pull it up.
Thanks.
Paul.
We wear the armor
of Mithras and the light.
We are shielded
from all that is harmful.
Sol, - give us the strength.
To make the tough decisions
we must face.
Guide us
with your wisdom.
Bless us
with your light.
Praise Sol.
Praise Sol.
- Sol never said.
- That it would be easy.
Colonizing this world,
did he?
No.
So, we must focus
on serving him, right?
Yes, we should.
So, that means
we must stay pure.
That means you must stay away
from that atheist kid, okay?
Okay.
Good boy.
How's the pain?
I saw you
in the church.
That couldn't have been easy
for you, watching me pray.
- Yeah, well,
- there's a first for everything.
Belief doesn't happen
overnight.
It's not how it works.
So, - you're an expert now?
Mm-hmm.
I was thinking about
our first date.
- That wasn't a date.
- I was being tortured.
You needed rescuing.
No, I didn't.
- I-I was in the process.
- Of escaping.
And I rescued you.
All the other prisoners...
cracked,
but not you.
Not my Mary.
I guess
I'm stubborn like that.
I'm starting to
forget your face.
Close your eyes.
Praise be to Sol.
Sol is the light.
If you are not a designated
passenger on the ark of heaven,
please clear the area.
- All chosen passengers.
- Must proceed.
To security checkpoint 5.
A new Eden awaits you
on Kepler-22b.
If you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
Repeat,
if you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
Rocking entryways or otherwise
competing passenger boarding
is strictly prohibited.
Violators will be executed
on sight.
Praise be to Sol.
Sol is light.
If you are not a designated
passenger on the ark of heaven,
please clear the area.
All chosen passengers
must proceed
to security checkpoint 5.
If you do not have a passport,
you will not be granted entry.
- I don't know.
- About this, Caleb.
- It's Marcus from now on,
- remember?
Marcus, and you're Sue.
- That's what.
- I'm talking about.
I don't know - if I can do it.
Yes, you can.
How?
How do you know?
- Because I can't do it.
- Without you.
We're traitors.
We're not traitors
- as long as we have.
- Each other's back.
- You and me...
- That's all that matters.
You and me.
You and me.
You gonna keep cheating?
What do you got?
- Like, five, six cards.
- In your sleeve?
Popping it off, yeah?
You're horrible.
Don't get too sensitive there.
Well, he's fucking cheating.
I'm not cheating.
100% you're cheating.
- Put a little surprise.
- In there for you.
What you doing, buddy?
Nothing.
I told you to stay away.
I know, but I...
I just...
Did Mommy put you up
to this?
No.
No?
You and Mommy up
to something?
- Huh?
- No.
- Huh? You're not.
- Planning something?
- No?
- Mnh-mnh.
You're not hiding anything
from me, are you?
No.
- 'Cause it kinda looks like.
- You're hiding something.
From your daddy.
I'm not.
- You're not lying.
- To me, are you?
Because you know
I hate liars.
Look at me. You're not
lying to me, are you?
No.
I love you.
I would never leave you.
Are you and Mommy
planning something?
Are you and Mommy
planning something?
- You can tell me.
- It's okay.
No.
- You would never lie to me,
- would you?
- Never.
- Mom!
- Why are you.
- Calling your mom?
I'm just asking
a normal question, huh?
It's okay. Shh.
- Are you and your mommy.
- Planning something?
- You can tell me.
- Quickly.
- You can tell me.
- It's okay.
Mom!
It's okay.
Get the hell
away from him!
Come on, Paul, we're leaving.
It's okay.
Get back here.
Don't touch me.
You are not leaving me.
- Watch me.
- You're not taking him.
Come on.
- -Mom!
- -Let go of me!
- -Mom!
- -Get your hands off me!
- -Mommy!
- -Paul, no.
- -It's okay.
- -Mom!
- -Please grab my son.
- -No!
- -No!
- -Mom!
- Paul, no!
- Let go of him!
Dad, stop it!
Mom!
Let go of him!
Dad, stop it!
Paul, no!
Don't you touch him!
No, no! No, don't, don't! No!
Dad, stop it!
No, no.
I told you,
we're not going anywhere!
Forgive my wife!
She has lost her way!
Please pray for her!
Forgive my wife, Sol!
We must pray that she returns
to Sol's light.
Pray for her!
Tempest was right to run away
from here.
Why did the android
cross the road?
- To return to.
- His factory settings.
- Knock, knock.
- Who's there?
- Wooden shoe.
- Wooden shoe who?
Wooden shoe like
to hear another?
Campion, it's me.
Paul?
Campion,
can you hear me?
I can barely hear you.
Well, then,
stick it in your ear.
Campion?
Yes!
I can hear you!
Are you all right?
I heard your father...
I'm fine.
I'm gonna help you
break out of there.
- I have an idea for something.
- You can make,
- But you're not.
- Gonna like it.
- You're gonna.
- Dig your way out.
What do you think I've been
trying to do all this time?
- I hope there's more.
- To your plan than just...
- Just let me finish.
- Please.
- You're gonna dig.
- Your way out,
- But with.
- Someone else's hands.
- I had hoped to see.
- My brothers again,
But this wasn't at all
what I had in mind.
I'm sorry, Karl.
Well, I suppose they
would be pleased that,
even in death, they're
helping to alleviate pain.
I allowed myself
to be invaded,
neglected my mission,
my family.
Campion is now suffering
because of my actions.
This is causing me
great distress.
You needn't display emotion
for my benefit.
I know that, Karl.
Then why - are you doing it?
My partner and I
sometimes suffer from...
impulses not dictated
by programming.
- Have you ever come across.
- Such a condition?
No.
You are unique.
I'd rather not be.
I'd prefer it if I could revert
to my factory settings.
- Humans often complain.
- Of suffering,
But they also herald it.
Yes.
Despite being
raised pacifist,
my son Campion and his siblings
often played war.
What they derived
from such games
is beyond
my understanding.
Campion.
Campion.
Yes? I'm here.
Are you almost out?
- -Yes.
- -Okay, I'll see you soon.
What are you
doing, buddy?
Uh... I thought something
in Mom's bag
- might help make.
- The pain go away.
There's nothing in that bag
that you need.
You gonna let Mom out?
I'm sorry about
what happened.
Do you forgive me?
- It's fine.
- It was my fault.
No.
It wasn't your fault,
and I don't want you to worry.
You see, your mom and I love
each other very much,
but sometimes,
we just don't see eye to eye.
- And the truth is I was.
- Really scared.
That your mommy and you
were gonna leave me.
But now I know
you would never do that.
I wear the armor of.
Mithras and the light.
Please, Sol, show me that
I am on a righteous path.
I need you to show me.
Show me that I am not crazy.
That I am the chosen one.
Tell me what I should do.
The church is on fire!
We need water!
Be careful.
Is there anyone in there?
- Bartok, Cassia, Dorian,
- follow the child!
Go! Go!
Get moving!
Come on!
Where are you going?
- I'm taking my mom and Campion.
- To the lander.
- Please don't tell anyone.
- I won't.
But as long as you
take us with you.
Fine!
Come on, come on!
Mom.
No. Paul.
Come on, Mom.
Come on.
What the hell?
- They're coming with us.
- Come on.
- They are?
- Yeah.
Oh, God.
It's still hurting.
It's killing me,
isn't it?
Most likely.
But you never know.
You're a necromancer.
Your kind was always
full of surprises.
Hmm.
You're trying to
cheer me up.
Yes.
- It is accurate to say.
- That dark photons.
Are a poorly
understood technology.
- But the Mithraic designed.
- And built me.
- How could they not possess.
- A full understanding.
Of their own technology?
- They followed the formulas.
- They discovered.
Were encrypted
in their scriptures
with no real - understanding.
Of the underlying
concepts.
The... The... The... The...
The... The... The...
The technology that powers
you was a gift from Sol,
passed down from the heavens
at the dawn of man.
That is.
Mithraic propaganda.
Perhaps.
I only know what I've been
programmed to believe.
But of course,
same goes for you.
I need more donors.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Father?
Is it you?
It started itching as soon
as I tasted the plasma.
You think the growth
has carbon based components?
How is that...
possible?
I know.
It makes no logical sense.
But I thought I could
feel it hungering.
Perhaps when the plasma
circulates from my system...
What am I doing?
- I'm acting more irrationally.
- Than a human.
Karl?
Campion, can you hear me?
Meet us at the lander.
Oh, come on. No. No, no, no,
no, no, no. Come on.
- No, no.
- -What's the matter?
- -Hurry up! - They're gonna see us!
- Fly! Fly!
- Shut up! Shut up, please!
- Shut up!
Lander, troubleshoot.
No, you bastard.
Okay, everyone out.
Move! Let's go! Let's go!
Everyone out! Let's go!
Tempest.
Mother!
- What are you doing here.
- Alone?
I was looking for you.
And Campion?
He's still imprisoned.
A-At least he was
when I left.
Is he alright?
Yeah.
Tempest.
Mm.
You're bleeding.
Before you lecture me.
About being careful,
it's just - a few scratches.
It's nothing serious.
Mother?
Stay away from me, Tempest.
Are you okay?
I said, you need to
stay away from me.
What?
I just found you.
Get away!
Do you know
where you're going?
Yeah.
Doesn't look like it.
Hold it!
Time to do
some penance.
Campion!
This way.
And move. Go.
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Campion Sturges:
You see?
I told you
I could give you anything.
What did you do to me?
What is it?
A child, Mother.
A child that will always
be a part of you.
A child who will
never reject you.
No.
- Never tell you.
- That you're not real.
No.
I don't want it.
You've given all of yourself
since you were built.
This is your reward.
I need to
get back to Campion.
What about the mission?
- What you're carrying inside you.
- Is the mission.
No.
- It's always.
- Been the mission.
No. No.
No,
that's not possible.
Campion and all the others
were just a rehearsal.
It was all to prepare you
for this.
No.
The future of humanity
is growing inside you.
No, I don't want it.
I don't want it.
I don't want it!
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