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In about 24 hours, the chemical composition inside the cocoon
is gonna dissolve his body.
The cellular structure is getting stronger.
It's not really death at all.
It's more of an... of an evolution.
His humanity is dissolving, Mother.
He's becoming a fucking snake.
I apologize.
I misspoke.
I value your feelings. You are my friend.
It's all right.
Why are we retreating?
You heard what Paul said.
The seeds are in the Tarantula.
There's too few of us to mount an attack.
But hasn't Sol already granted you all the power we need?
I think you're underestimating yourself, Marcus.
I killed Vrille
because I thought that you were the prophet.
I am the prophet.
And you can't kill something that was never alive.
She wasn't your daughter.
She was just a robot keeping you from the light.
That's all she was.
Who's keeping me from it now?
It's Romulus's tooth. I found it in the wreckage.
It's an extremely important relic, and it's not right
- that you're wearing it, child. - Why not?
I found it, so Sol meant it for me.
Oh, doubtful. Give it to me!
You could be cursing us by wearing it!
It's a holy relic from the Ark
and not to be worn by the likes of her.
Those relics are all bullshit.
The Mithraic made tons of them.
No, it's real.
And it has power. I can feel it sometimes.
Romulus was a king, was he not?
Yes.
It's not real, Marcus.
I'm sorry.
You're right.
It's the perfect accessory for you.
Marcus, over here!
It's another one of those temples.
Holly!
Hello.
Welcome to our world.
You had been disassembled,
and I managed, through some degree of effort,
to put you back together again.
How it is your function returned,
I do not know.
I am a farmer by trade.
It would appear your caul is not your caul at all,
but part of your build.
Perhaps you're nervous.
How about a joke to break the ice?
I have prepared one just for you.
A black hole, a glass of milk, and a cat walk into a bar.
The glass of milk asks the cat,
"Why does the black hole have to tag along with us?
"Everywhere he goes, he sucks up
all the energy in the room."
You like jokes.
Can you...
remove it?
Father!
Can you come and see this?
Uh, it's all right.
Stay here.
Don't make a sound.
Hey, over here! I found it. Look.
Where have you been, Father?
Just checking on my work project.
While Paul is dying?
I wish I had the power to rescue him
from this horror, Mother, but I don't.
There's nothing I can do.
From Holly.
Necromancer, generic service model,
you are my kidnappers.
The church is my family now.
Do not come looking for me. I am where I belong.
Respect my decision to stay here
and do not attempt to bring any harm to my new family.
Vita, Hunter, Tempest...
get away if you can and come join us.
You can still save your souls.
She needs to be brought home.
She's more apt to listen to you.
You've always had a softer touch when it comes to the children.
With the exception of number seven, of course.
I made no attempt to harm your animal, Mother.
Tempest told me that you've been fighting for sport
or some such thing.
What I do in my off hours is none of your concern.
You're flagrantly risking damage.
- Do you need a systems check? - No.
I'm functioning normally.
Who are you?
Are you a parent on a mission to restart humanity
or are you some rogue android who fights and tinkers?
It's one or the other, Father.
You can't be both.
Mother...
I feel we're becoming too human
to be the parents that our children deserve.
Nonsense.
When you do retrieve Holly,
perhaps bring someone along with you
who isn't perpetually distracted.
It might be dangerous.
Can we go in there with him?
Sue said no.
Especially not you.
It's okay.
Sol is in there with him.
Can he hear us?
Does he have any idea what's happening?
I don't know. I hope not.
How are you doing?
I'm fine.
No, come here. Look at me.
Seriously, how are you doing?
The encampment that was supposed to take my baby,
they all ran off when Mother shut down the Trust.
So I have no idea what I'm gonna do.
Connection lost.
Maintenance required.
Connection lost.
Maintenance required.
Connection lost.
Maintenance required.
Paul is gonna die.
You don't think Sol is gonna save him?
I don't know what I think anymore.
I miss it sometimes.
Being able to believe that there's someone out there listening.
Someone with the power to make things all better.
What's that?
Sounds like someone's messing around in Father's shed.
Hello?
There's nobody in there.
What the hell happened to this place?
Huh.
Hello.
It has skin now.
How did he manage that?
It looks like it could be functioning.
Thing creeps me out.
Looks like he posed it.
Do you think he's been in here pretending it's functioning?
Maybe he really has been killed one too many times.
Hey, look, we should get out of here, okay?
This is his private stuff.
- Tempest, come on. - Wait.
Whatever.
You okay?
Yeah.
I'm fine.
Did you know about the Trust's plan
to sacrifice Paul?
Yes.
And it was a sound decision.
The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the...
Now tell me what the antidote is.
I told you I don't know.
You never told me whose eyes these are.
They were my... my brother's.
What was your brother's name?
His name. It was... Clay.
I mean... I mean Christopher.
Well, which is it?
It was Christopher. My father's name was...
I thought you said they were your brother's.
No, no. It was Chris...
- You're confusing me! - Yes.
It's easy to become confused when you've been reprogrammed.
I'm not a fucking android!
Of course not.
But you see, humans can be reprogrammed just as easily,
if not more so.
Simple redirection, conditioning...
repetition.
The Trust used you like a parasite uses its host.
It's very likely that the person you used to be
was not even up to the task of protecting it.
Of course...
you might never know who you were...
as old programs are often overwritten.
They're your eyes, Cleaver.
The iso-bath slow it down?
Negative.
Okay. What's next?
I have no other recommendations, Doctor.
This is the time to ensure
the patient is made as comfortable as possible...
- That's enough. - As you prepare him
- for the inevitable... - I said that's enough. You can leave.
- Doctor... - I said you can leave!
Sol...
or whatever your real name is. I know you're not a god.
You're a signal sent by some alien somewhere.
If you can hear me...
He's innocent.
It's not fair. He didn't deserve this.
And he loves you.
He's a true believer.
So I am begging you...
Please make him better.
And I will do anything...
anything you want.
Just...
Please make him better. Please.
Please don't take my little boy away from me.
I love him so much, so...
please make him better.
You come to execute me?
I'm not that kind of android.
Well, you could have fooled me.
You were all set to feed me to a giant serpent a couple of days ago.
I'm here to offer you freedom...
in exchange for your help in retrieving one of my children.
Don't you have atheists to do your chores for you?
We experienced a serious decline in our population
since Mother's coup.
And given your feelings towards Captain Drusus,
I thought you'd be a good candidate to assist me.
What's Marcus got to do with this?
Holly has taken up with him and his followers...
your old friends.
So if I help you get her back...
I want Marcus and my old friends
to do with as I please...
in the name of the lord they've so betrayed.
Agreed.
Okay, service model.
We have a deal.
We've been led here.
Looks like it harnesses the power of the planet itself.
I don't see the symbol of the Sol Invictus anywhere.
This temple looks like it didn't have any windows.
It didn't. No doors, either.
We found one that was fully intact on the other side of the planet.
I don't like this place.
There's nothing to fear.
We have our prophet to protect us from the darkness.
There's some kind of trial that must be passed.
I know not the nature of it,
but I do recognize the symbol of the tree of knowledge.
Well?
What are you waiting for?
Oh, no.
Holosphere?
Oh, no.
The hell?
No. No.
No. No. No. No. No. No.
Come here, you little fucker.
No. No. No. No.
Oh. Oh.
Oh, no.
Holosphere.
- Holosphere! - Doctor.
I think I need a psych evaluation.
What seems to be the problem?
I think I'm seeing things.
Have you eaten any untested fruit
or come into contact with any novel forms of flora or fauna?
No.
Then emotional stress is likely the cause.
We have several medications aboard
that will help prevent hallucinations.
I recommend Giddymax Five.
No, fuck that, all right? It'll fog me up.
Hallucinations will also, as you say, "fog you up."
Ugh!
Do you have any idea... I was in a fucking war, holosphere, okay?
I saw insane shit every fucking day,
and I never hallucinated.
Not once.
Even when I wanted to imagine that I was somewhere else,
I couldn't fucking do it.
Perhaps, Doctor, you could share
exactly what it is you think you are seeing.
Leeches.
A couple of inches long...
with little, tiny teeth.
You are describing aquatic leech variant six,
thought to have medicinal applications.
These leeches feed exclusively on the marine creatures
that dwell in the acid ocean.
Medicinal applications?
Yes, but unfortunately, they're very dangerous to collect,
while variants one through five are quite easy to come by.
Well, I don't need one through fucking five.
I need variant six.
Then you will have to collect it yourself, Doctor.
What do you need the leech for?
It might help Paul.
- Really? - I don't know if it's gonna work.
Well, if there's even just a little bit of chance,
then we have to try, don't we?
That's right. We do.
Come on. Go down that way.
So the serpent... you think it's dangerous?
I used to be scared of their bones when I was little.
But when I saw its eyes...
it's just a kid, really.
Holy shit. Look at that thing.
No. You stay here.
Ah, gotcha.
Careful!
Ahh!
These things better work.
Look.
We ask you, Sol,
please, Sol, cloak us in your light.
What's wrong?
No!
Ahh!
- No! - Ahh!
Ahh!
You took my mother away from me.
Run!
You're sinners!
Mommy?
Ahh!
Go to the light.
I found you, Mommy.
Vrille.
What the fuck?
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck.
Ahh!
Help me, Sol!
Thank you.
No! Come back!
Come back!
Finally found a pet to hold.
Vrille?
Vrille, honey, I'm so sorry.
I made... Mommy made a real bad mistake.
The worst mistake she's ever made,
and you know she's made a lot of them.
You're still you.
You're... that makes me so happy.
It means... it means it's not too late.
Really?
Yes. Yes, we're gonna start afresh.
I know we both like a fresh, clean slate, right?
Yes.
- I hate being mad at you. - I know.
- I just want to be understood.
Well, I will try harder, honey.
Okay?
Okay.
Are you ready, then?
For what, honey?
No.
I want to help you.
Help you understand what it's like...
to be me.
So if the necromancer is queen now...
does that make you the king?
These are absurd terms.
We're simply stewards.
As soon as Campion is ready, he'll take over for us.
Right.
Was that her idea?
Yes.
But I'm starting to think she's right.
Do you see that?
Marcus would never pass that up.
Remember, Holly is priority.
I'm a man of my word.
Hope you're an android of yours.
Thank Sol.
You're alive.
It's okay.
Hey.
You're looking more awake now.
How you feeling?
It was kind of like being in hypersleep.
I got some fruit juice for you, okay?
All right. Take it slow.
Do you remember any of what happened?
Yeah. I...
Yeah, we went to warn, um...
It's okay.
Campion told me.
The Trust used Mouse to deliver a virus, and...
you got sick.
How did you make me better?
Omnibiotics?
No. They didn't work.
Campion helped me.
We had to obtain some indigenous leeches.
How'd you come up with that?
You know what? I'm gonna tell you all the geeky details later.
- You need to rest. - Yeah, okay.
What's the matter?
It's kicking.
It must be happy for Paul.
It's livelier than usual.
Don't worry.
It's not in distress.
They got what they deserved for following your ass.
Now it's your turn.
You're with the atheists now, Lucius.
No, motherfucker. I'm the last true Mithraic,
come to snuff out the darkness.
Turn around.
Do what you must.
- Sol will protect me. - Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Don't! Don't! Don't! Don't shoot him!
He's the prophet.
- Father, I will never forgive you. - No, just...
You got what you came for. You promised me something.
Martyring him would be a mistake.
Dogs don't become martyrs.
- You're the dog, traitor. - You really shouldn't let your kids
- push you around like this. - You should just shut the fuck up!
- Traitor! Traitor! - Holly! Holly!
You made me a promise, service model.
And you will get what is promised.
But not while a child is present.
We'll take him back with us.
So you gonna tell me how you came up with the leeches?
I didn't come up with it.
- Mother again? - No.
I prayed.
Are you serious?
Or are you just saying that 'cause I almost died?
No, I'm telling the truth.
I prayed, and something heard me.
It's probably the same thing
that was talking to you and Marcus.
Sounds crazy, right?
That's what it's like to be a believer.
But really the atheists are the crazy ones.
This wasn't god, Paul. This was... something real.
It's like some sort of alien transmission.
What's the difference between a god and an alien?
Well, one's fantasy, and the other's an unknown.
Well, did you have to prove yourself?
What do you mean?
In the scriptures, Sol always asks atheists
to prove themselves before he helps them.
He didn't ask me for anything.
Then maybe it's something different you heard.
Look.
Whatever we call it,
just know that I believe in it now,
whatever it is.
It's Sol.
You'll see.
You can kill the sleep aid.
Are you sure?
You're also in need of rest, Doctor.
Soon. You can go.
Yes. Thank you, Doctor.
Mary...
Mary.
Grow the seeds.
The seeds... Grow the seeds...
Grow the seeds.
Plant the seeds.
Mary, grow the seed.
I'll do whatever you want.
Just keep him safe.
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