The German was sick. Should I be worried about that?
You're the only person I trust to figure the whole thing out.
You need a warrant for Sarah Manning. They tell us apart by our DNA.
Dig faster. Cosima's safety is at stake.
DELPHINE: She's not only researching her own biology, but she's aware of 8 others.
You know, I've never been with a woman before. It showed.
Maybe it's not just Aynsley. Maybe they're all monitors.
You wanna mess with my life? I'm gonna mess with yours.
SARAH: I'm about to give Helena to Leekie. Sorry.
She said she'd be here. I grew up in a convent in Ukraine.
(SCREAMING IN ANGER)
SIOBHAN: Where's Helena?
I tied her up in the trunk. Sarah...
Sarah, this is Amelia. I'm your birth mother.
I had twins, one to the state and one to the church.
Helena.
(EXHALES)
Ready?
Yes. I carried you both. I need to see her.
I don't think that 9 months of gestation entitles her to risk us all.
Hey, look. Helena's my twin sister.
She has a right to know.
Because you shared a womb? Helena is dangerous.
She's had her whole world turned inside out, just like I have.
How Helena takes this determines what we do with her.
I need to see you privately. Away from here. What for?
I have something for you. From back then.
About my in vitro treatments.
(WHISPERING) Okay, I've got a place we can meet.
Helena, this is Amelia, your birth mom.
(CHUCKLING)
Hey, look.
Hey, you listen to what she has to say
or I put you right back in the trunk
and I take you straight to Leekie.
How can you be my birth mother?
Helena, I am birth mother to you both.
Who's here? Oh...
Monkey, you're not supposed to be up.
What's the matter, love?
I think something bad is gonna happen again.
Yeah, that's what this is: our "connection."
We were implanted by doctors
all of us.
You split inside me, into two baby girls.
And I hid you because I felt you were in danger.
Sestra...
You're my twin sister.
I don't want to be your sister, meathead. Look.
I just want you to know you're not the original.
Got it? You were born of science,
not of some immaculate womb or
whatever bullshit Tomas fed you.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(MOANING IN ANGER) This is the police!
(BANGING ON DOOR) Shit! Sarah!
(GRUNTING)
POLICE OFFICER: This is your last warning!
Sit down. You're just visiting.
(GRUNTING)
Sarah Manning!
Sarah Manning, come out! Come out now! Hands up!
(GRUNTING)
(SIREN WAILING) Put your hands on your head!
Turn around! Hands up! Now!
(GRUNTING)
Sarah Manning, you're under arrest.
(BACKGROUND RADIO CHATTER)
(HANDCUFFS LOCK) Let's go.
(SIREN WAILING)
Sarah.
I still see Beth.
I didn't kill her, Art.
No.
You watched her commit suicide,
and then you went straight for her wallet.
Beckwith finished Jane Doe's facial reconstruction.
Who's this one?
You've been obstructing this investigation
from the minute you took over Beth's life.
You're the prime suspect, Sarah.
I didn't kill her, Art. You know who did?
We've got your foster brother Felix in custody for abetting.
And your daughter,
she's gonna be one lonely little girl unless you start talking.
You wouldn't believe it. Yeah?
Try me.
(WORKOUT MUSIC) Good! Slide it out again, go!
Go, come on! Feel it work. Go! Hmm, push it up!
You got it. Clap it high. You know what? Slide it out...
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Slide it to the right again... (TELEVISION AUDIO MUTED)
Yes? Alison.
Dr. Aldous Leekie.
It's a lovely home. I'm warning you.
I'm armed. What do you want?
To make amends.
So, you want me to sign a contract.
More like a treaty. Rules both sides will abide by.
Even though everything you've done is illegal? You must think I'm so stupid.
Stupid suburban Alison. Quite the opposite.
You're a pragmatic and decisive individual,
and now that you're self-aware,
we can start to answer some of your questions.
I don't want answers anymore. I want my life back.
I want my family back. I want my privacy back.
I want you out of my life and I want things to be normal again.
I'm so glad you said so.
This enshrines your family's freedom,
guarantees protection from the likes of Helena,
and ensures you'll be unmonitored.
Unmonitored? Yes.
But in return,
you agree to twice yearly medical testing.
Private, and non-invasive.
I don't want to scare you but, huh,
there are health concerns.
Katja's respiratory disorder,
Helena's mental illness.
Regular testing is in everyone's best interest.
So, read it over.
Discuss it with, uh, Sarah and Cosima.
And as a gesture of good faith,
your monitor has been lifted.
She has? Hmm.
Don't get up.
You purposely misidentified the body of a police officer.
It was a terrible case of mistaken identity.
You know, it's fraud by false representation.
That's two to five with your priors. I thought it was my sister.
You know,
Angela DeAngelis, I'm actually quite a fan.
Mm-hmm. But you really need to get laid.
(SNICKERS) Yeah, tell me about it.
But all I seem to meet are gay men.
So, public defender then, is it?
We'll get you a real shitty one.
(SIGHS)
Thank you.
(BACKGROUND CHATTER)
Cosima.
Please, uh, don't be alarmed.
I'm beyond alarmed. I'm...I'm pissed.
Uh, let me give you a lift to your hotel.
I have an offer you may find interesting.
It's your phone.
Uh, it's Beth's phone, actually.
So help me wrap my head
around this.
SARAH: Art, if you're hearing this, you found a body.
It's not Beth. It's me.
My name is Sarah Manning and
you're about the only person I trust to figure the whole thing out.
Sarah, my partner killed herself
and I didn't see it coming.
Help me.
Help Beth.
I know you care.
There's a reason we look exactly the same, Art.
Okay.
Why the prints match...
and the DNA's all screwed up.
But you have to promise
to protect me and my daughter.
I will.
If that's what you need. I promise.
Detective, this interview is over.
What is this? Sorry, Art.
Miss Manning, I'm your lawyer, Daniel Rosen.
Unshackle her, please.
Miss Manning will be leaving with me.
Thank you, gentlemen. Miss Manning.
(SIGHS)
This is an employment contract for the Dyad Institute.
Very generous compensation. We want to work with you, Cosima.
(CHUCKLES) You've gotta be kidding me!
This is your complete sequenced genome.
3.2 billion base pairs.
My offer
is the freedom to study yourself
and your sisters.
Unfettered research.
We share the same concerns, the same questions
about organism stability, but nobody, nobody is
more invested in your own biology than you.
It's yours.
Just think about it.
Where are you taking me? We had your brother released as well.
Who's "we"? You work for Dr. Leekie?
Indirectly.
Great. Should've known. Can we have a minute?
You left me hanging with Leekie when you didn't show up with Helena.
Do you work for Leekie now? They still have Afghanistan on me.
Understand? What is that?
You changed the game for everyone, Sarah.
Now I can only help you from here.
Listen to what they have to say.
Do I have a choice?
Right.
Sarah Manning. So...
My name is Rachel Duncan. And we are going to come to terms.
The agreement defines mutual disclosure
and formalizes contact
with what I call Top Side.
"Top Side."
So is this the part where 20 more of you robot bitches walk in for effect?
You're not an orphan anymore, Sarah.
We found you.
And my role is to transition you
to self-awareness.
A clone fixer.
Brilliant.
You know, maybe it's time I just
embraced my cloneage and went on Oprah.
We could be famous, you and me.
We're not the enemy.
Helena and her ilk are,
and we're going to help with that.
You want to help?
Why don't you tell me why? What am I doing sat here looking at you?
What are we for?
Disclosure is defined herein.
We want your trust.
You want precious answers that cut to the core of who you are.
But above all,
I know, you want to make the right choice for Kira.
You're very lucky.
Motherhood is wonderful.
The forces behind Helena will never stop, Sarah.
The most important thing in this for you
is protection for you and your daughter.
And no thanks.
I'll get by on my own.
Scrambling to stay alive?
You'll remain free to live as you wish with Kira.
Provided for. Unmonitored, but available.
Call it sovereignty association.
Yeah, like I said...
I'm not interested.
Take 24 hours to think about it.
Midnight tomorrow.
They're offering us security, a truce.
Rachel didn't feel like a truce.
She felt like a gun to the head. Okay, little reminder.
While you and I were being arrested, Helena escaped.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Thank you, Fee.
Would you also like to remind me my birth mom popped around
and Helena is my twin sister?
Ah, Jesus Murphy.
Hey. Hey.
Hi.
Uh, Sarah,
I so should have listened to you about Delphine. I...
(SIGHING)
You all right?
A career at the Dyad Institute.
Uh, yeah. Studying us.
Uh, what are you gonna do, Cosima?
Uh, well, we have to know our own biology.
That's, uh, what this is all about, right?
Maybe I can help us best from the inside.
I want to know what you're going to do.
Well, I can't trust this Rachel bitch, can I?
Not if Kira's the first child of a clone. Scientifically unclassified?
She could be what Rachel is actually after. Who is Rachel?
Can someone tell me so she doesn't just show up at my door and I have no idea who she is?
Amelia said she heard her doctors back in the day
discussing a child raised by Neolution.
She's a "ProClone"?
God, you three are weird enough.
Well, if there won't be any more spies in my life,
if my kids are safe, I'm sorry but
I have to tell you I'm inclined to take the offer.
Yeah, that's...that's okay. That's totally your choice.
Yeah. No judgment.
(PHONE BEEPS)
Oh, shit.
Delphine just got off a plane. FELIX: Here?
Stupid needy bitch.
Right. She wants to help.
Right? Just like, Art, Paul and Rachel.
Everybody wants to help.
I'm going to Mrs. S's. I want to be there when Kira wakes up.
I'll catch up. Yeah, I mean,
we make our own decisions, but I wouldn't trust anybody.
ANGELA: Katja Obinger.
German? Yep.
We finally ID'ed our Jane Doe
and she falls under federal jurisdiction.
This whole thing reeks.
(SIGHING) Hey.
You still want to get to the bottom of Sarah Manning?
I found a known associate.
VICTOR: I guess my turning point was when the love of my life...
Let's just call her Sarah.
Sarah broke up with me by faking her own death...
initiating events which began with the loss of my finger...
led to various other humiliations
and ultimately to the business end of a nail gun.
That's when I just said to myself,
I need help.
(LAUGHING) So...
Like I said before, my name's Victor
and I'm an addict,
maybe, you know. So...
Peace out.
You're moving. Yes.
Chad got his own place with the dog,
and I got a very handsome offer on the house.
It's the perfect opportunity to get the kids out of this toxic environment.
Hmm, that's priceless.
Goodbye, Alison. I'm packing.
Oh, Alison, get out!
Admit it!
Admit what? That I organized your intervention?
My bad. Sorry I care.
Dr. Leekie came to see me.
Who? Ah, cray cray. If it's professional help,
I'm all for it.
I want the truth, Aynsley!
The truth is that
you screwed my husband and I'm moving
because of you!
Look at this! Yours!
Gifts from my best friend!
A felt Christmas angel!
I made that! Yeah?
Yes. Well, to hell with you and your Christmas angel.
You know, you, you turned this whole thing around
on me because you're jealous.
You're barren and you can't have your own children! Ugh!
(GROANS IN PAIN)
Oh, my God! Alison, help.
(CHOKING)
Alison, help me. Help!
(SCREAMING) Alison!
(MOANING)
Aynsley.
Aynsley?
(BACKGROUND CHATTER)
Nice speech. Yeah, I'm moved, personally.
Isn't this place off-limits to you guys? You know,
sacred ground or something?
Not if you got an outstanding warrant for selling stolen meat.
No, smoked pork.
I didn't know it was stolen. You know what?
That's lame, but I'll take the collar. Come on.
Come on, come on, man! I'm trying to turn my life around. All right, okay.
So then give us something useful on your femme fatale, Sarah Manning.
Of course. Sarah. Step 9 of the program.
I gotta suck it up and apologize for shit that I did to her. You believe that?
But since she's not gonna apologize back,
last time I saw Sarah, she was playing housewife in the suburbs.
Husband, kids, minivan, whole shebang.
That... That isn't Sarah Manning, is it?
No.
That is another person entirely.
You gotta be fricking kidding me!
When police come, Mommy goes away.
No, darling. Not this time. She's back.
To keep us safe from Helena?
Don't worry about Helena,
Kira, okay?
I don't. She's not a real monster.
Okay, we're gonna have to hide this bag.
We might have to go on a trip, but you can't tell anybody.
Hey.
Not even Mrs. S. It's a secret.
Yeah? Promise? Okay.
You have a spare toothbrush? Go get it.
Go. Okay.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Where are you off to?
Meeting Amelia.
You all right?
Just edgy, with Helena in the wind.
Yeah. Sarah, mind Amelia.
Why?
It's true, right, that she's my birth mom?
Yeah, it all seems to track. Just...
She didn't raise you. Yeah, I know.
You did.
It was all a long time ago.
(DOOR SHUTS)
(COUGHING)
You all right?
Yeah, yeah. Sorry.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(WATER RUNNING)
(DOOR OPENING)
Oh!
Now I get it.
(FRENCH SONG PLAYING IN BACKGROUND) Um, is Cosima...
It's Delphine!
She's got baggage.
You know, if Sarah were here,
she'd kick your willowy arse.
I promise you, I did not tell Leekie about Sarah's child.
What difference does it make?
Why are you here?
Because I...
Because Leekie is a liar,
and I think you can prove it scientifically with that.
Your synthetic sequence. He gave me my whole genome.
Yes, but you...you can't find that sequence anymore,
(BEEPING) can you?
He would have scrubbed it.
Hey...
Don't.
I'm on your side now.
(SIGHING) Please believe me.
You need to trust someone.
I think the sequence is
a message, um...
like, uh, Dr. Craig Venter
"watermarked" his synthetic DNA.
It's a key to our origins.
May I?
Thank you for meeting me, Sarah.
Drink? Just water.
That poor child, Helena.
How can two fates be so different?
You two are like night and day.
Thank you.
I'm sorry to bring you such burdens,
but I must warn you, Sarah.
Your foster mother, "Mrs. S," she's not who she says she is.
I have something you should see.
How did scientists
put babies inside you?
What?
(AMELIA MOANING)
You gave me to them. You let them make me this way.
(AMELIA MOANING)
(AMELIA GASPING)
(PHONE RINGS)
Helena, what have you done? HELENA: We missed you, sister.
Come join us.
(GASPING)
Alison?
Donnie...
Ali...
Ali, you're shaking.
I'm a horrible person.
(ALISON GASPING) No. No, honey, I am.
I let those people in our home.
They had no right to "intervention" you like that.
They don't know the real you.
Oh, Judas Priest, what have I done?
Oh no, no, no. It doesn't matter.
We can put it all behind us.
Every little bit of it. Really?
Yeah.
Really?
(MUSIC PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND)
Okay, here's the synthetic sequence,
and this is the differentiated portion. This is an encrypted ID tag.
It's how they tell you apart.
Okay, but how...how to decode it?
I have 4 nucleotides to work with...
G, C, T, and A.
And no idea how they're encrypted.
I mean, there's thousands of permutations, and we're running out of time.
Yes, but I know your tag number. You do?
Yes. I saw it many times.
It's numeric, so if we know how that translates, then we can
figure out the rest. Okay, what is it?
It's 3-2-4-B-2-1.
3-2-4-B-2-1.
Right.
I'm 3-2-4-B-2-1.
I'm sorry.
Well, let's run these letters through a decryption program.
Yeah.
(MUSIC CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Helena!
Ugh! None of these results match
the ID tag. Okay, okay. Think.
We're molecular encoding...
from 30 years ago.
Yes, but we're looking at it from now.
Of course. They weren't coding nucleotides.
It was whole base pairs? Not 4 letters, but 2,
"AT" and "GC".
Ones and zeros.
Binary. Uh...
They were coding in ASCII!
Shit. Amelia.
Amelia.
Keep pressure. I'm gonna get you help.
What's this? Your foster mother.
(STUTTERING) She... She was...
foster mother.
SARAH: Shh, shh.
(WHISPERING) She what?
Sister...
Miy sestra.
My twin.
(AMELIA EXHALES)
Amelia...
I'm sorry, Mother isn't very well.
She's dead,
you psycho!
You killed someone I've been dreaming about my whole life!
She separated us.
She tore us apart.
But now we're together.
No, we're not. You're nothing to me.
Just some crazy bitch
wearing my t-shirt.
"London Calling."
(SARAH GRUNTING)
(SARAH COUGHING)
Scientists made one little baby,
and then we split in two.
So I cannot kill you, sister.
(SARAH GRUNTS)
Like you could not kill me.
Sarah...
We make a family, yes?
I've already got a family.
(GUNSHOT)
COSIMA: Okay, moment of truth.
(TYPING) "3-2-4-B-2-1."
It's your ID tag.
You cracked it! Let's see what else there is.
Okay, C-A-G-T-G-T.
(PHONE RINGING)
Rachel Duncan. It's Sarah.
Yes, Sarah?
I want to know
my daughter won't have to live like this.
We can do that. I'm coming in.
(BEEP)
(SIREN WAILING)
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
One down, two to go.
What's going on over there? Oh!
None of our business.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Your tracksuit? Mm-hmm.
I'm going for a jog. I've been a lump.
You deserve better. Hmm.
I feel like a weight has been lifted.
All right? Okay.
Here we go. See you in a bit Okay. Be safe.
I will.
Going up?
Sarah...
Don't.
You asked me what happened in Afghanistan.
I was a private contractor.
I killed 6 Marines.
Friendly fire.
I covered it up.
That's what they have on me.
If you were born outside their control,
then what do they have on you?
(PHONE RINGING)
Yeah.
COSIMA: Sarah? You can't make a deal.
Why not? Any "freedom" they promise is bullshit.
They're liars.
That synthetic sequence, the "barcode" I told you about,
it's a patent.
A patent? We're property.
Our...our bodies, our biology,
everything we are, everything we become
belongs to them.
Sarah, they could claim Kira.
They patented us.
(BACKGROUND RADIO CHATTER)
Back on track, I think.
It's the 7-year itch.
It's not easy.
She's not easy.
(PHONE BEEPING)
(DIALING)
You know what to do.
"This organism and derivate genetic material is restricted
"intellectual property."
(SIGHS)
I'm sick, Delphine.
Siobhan?
Kira!