is to populate the Island. You're part of a new beginning.
You're special. Very special. You've been chosen.
Chosen to survive, to carry on.
You want to go to the Island.
- Go, go! - You have a very special purpose.
Very special.
- He's gotta be in here. - I'm looking!
Check over here!
Watch your left!
Run!
Go! Run!
He's over here!
There they are! Go!
- Lincoln! - Come on! Get him!
- Let s go. Move! - Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Damn! Go, go! Go!
Come on, let's go!
You still think there's an Island?
Come on!
Come on. Come on!
There's a door over here!
Lincoln Six Echo remains in quarantine after contamination exposure.
Jordan Two Delta was safely transported to her new home on the Island.
Jones Three Echo, I need you to concentrate in this lab.
Sir, I want to focus more than anything. I love my job. It's interesting.
But Lincoln Six Echo has been contaminated,
and it really worries me, because he's a good friend of mine.
He's one of my best friends. My only best friend.
He'll be fine, Three Echo.
Sir, I have one question.
Where do all the tubes go?
The human organism.
Unique in all the universe in its complexity.
The product of three billion years of evolution.
Perfect in every way, except one.
Like all machines, it wears out.
For centuries, the idea of replenishing the human body
has been at the forefront of science.
We need to turn this bad day into a good day.
- How? - A terrific day. By selling.
By selling. Sell, sell, sell. You start, I finish.
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the next generation of science,
the agnate.
An organic frame engineered directly into adulthood
to match the client's age.
- You're looking at stage one - This way, sir.
In its development.
Within 12 months it will be harvest-ready,
providing a carrier for your baby, a second pair of lungs, fresh skin.
All genetically indistinguishable from your own.
And, in compliance with the eugenics laws of 2015,
all our agnates are maintained in a persistent vegetative state.
They never achieve consciousness.
They never think or suffer
or feel pain, joy, love, hate.
It's a product, ladies and gentlemen,
in every way that matters,
not human.
This is our public relations director, Mr. Whitman.
He'll be happy to answer any questions.
Once again, thank you. Mr. Whitman.
I want to talk about the smartest investment you'll ever make.
And I want to tell you how you're gonna live 60 to 70 years longer.
Dr. Merrick, Albert Laurent, Blackhawk Security.
You come highly recommended by the Defense Department, Mr. Laurent.
Though I'm unaware of your personal qualifications.
My men are ex-Delta Force. SEALs.
I was formerly with the GIGN, French Special Forces.
I understand you had a corporate theft.
Yes, that's what I told the Defense Department.
The reality is a little more complex. That's why I require your services.
We've had a... security breach.
You have the Defense Department at your disposal. Why call me?
Because their investment here is sizeable.
One hundred and twenty billion dollars, to be exact.
And I can't afford for them to reconsider.
What you tell them is your business, doctor.
I am in the business of keeping my clients' confidence.
Good.
Two of our products have escaped.
Impressive, considering they're vegetative.
Well, after several years of trial and error,
we discovered that without consciousness,
without human experience, emotion, without life,
the organs failed.
How long have they been missing?
Four hours and 36 minutes.
- They're on foot? - Yes.
Wade, 1.2 miles an hour, five mile perimeter,
- standby for suspect description. - We're on it.
Follow me.
- Come on, we gotta keep going. - I have to stop. I can't run anymore.
- You gotta try. - Where?
- Anywhere but here. - But there's nothing.
Everything's dead, Lincoln.
What if we are contaminated?
Then we'd be dead.
There's no contamination. It was a lie.
- What is it? - I don't know.
But it's alive.
Come on. It's mean, whatever it is.
Let's rest in here.
Jordan Two Delta's sponsor, Sarah Jordan, is in a coma
after a car accident. She's in need of multiple transplants.
How long does she have?
Forty-eight hours. Three days maximum.
Tell me about Six Echo.
He was really the first one to question his environment,
his whole existence here.
Over the last few months, he began demonstrating unstable behavior
and I can't account for it.
I'm waiting on the result of his synaptic scan.
What do they know about the outside world?
Very little.
We control them with the memory of a shared event.
A global contamination. It keeps them fearful of going outside.
The Island is the one thing that gives them hope,
gives them purpose.
Everything we expose them to,
their programs, their cartoons, books, the games they play,
are designed to manage aggression and reinforce simple social skills.
To avoid obvious complications,
they aren't imprinted with an awareness of sex.
We find it simpler to eliminate the drive altogether.
In a very real sense... they're like children.
Educated to the level of a 15-year-old.
- What was that? - I don't know.
But I want one.
Look!
Route 39. Route 39.
Come on.
I got it from a friend.
I think that's it.
What's up?
Yeah, do you know a guy named McCord?
Yeah, we know that tool. Who's asking?
- I am. - And you would be who?
- Lincoln Six Echo. - Jordan Two Delta.
Right.
Y'all some of those desert UFO freaks?
- U... What? No, I don't think so. - No.
McCord?
Well, lucky day, Captain Kirk. He's in the can.
- He's in a can? - Taking a dump.
A dump? Taking it where?
Bubba, you're fixing to get on my nerves.
- It's the first door on the right. - Thank you.
I have to go. He's taking a dump in a can.
- Something to drink? Jack? - Yes, please.
Straight up?
Oh, that is bitchin'.
So this is Sector Five?
Hey! You son of a bitch!
You knew!
- How the hell did you get out? - Why do they lie to us? Tell me!
They're gonna be looking for you.
- Tell me what's going on! - If anybody sees us together,
both of us are gonna be dead.
So, will you just take your hands off me? Let me...
Let me pull my pants up and I'll take you back to my place
so we can be alone. OK?
- Ed. - Mac.
Give you... give you boys a minute?
What? This isn't what it looks like.
Sure. Sure.
Get out of here, you stupid...
Will you stop?
You can'tjust bust in on a guy like that. That's really rude.
She doesn't understand the licking.
You a knucklehead? You brought another one?
- Excuse me. - Hey. Hey, hey! Hey, hey!
Back off, Joe, OK? Don't push me!
No, no, no, that's no good.
Put it on my tab. We gotta go.
Friends from out of town. Come on, sweetheart.
- Give me your number. - Two Delta.
Hey, look. Get... Don't test me.
Don't.
Well, this is nice.
Mac doesn't talk much about his work at the Institute.
Do y'all work with him?
Saving lives and all must be real rewarding.
Those are fancy tracksuits.
Y'all exercise out in this heat, gonna get yourself nasty heatstroke.
Oh, Mac, look. They got matching bracelets.
- We should do that, honey. - Suzie...
Do you remember the talk we had about all the talk?
Yeah.
Actually, would you run down to Red's and pick us up a sixer of Bud?
- We've got to talk shop. - OK, baby.
- Just making friends. - I know. Good. Just...
Bye.
Why do they lie, Mac?
Why do they lie to us? Tell me.
To keep you from knowing what you are.
- What we are? - What are we?
Man, why do I gotta be the guy tells the kids there's no Santa Claus?
OK, look. You're...
Well, you're not like me.
I mean, you're not... human.
I mean, you're human, but you just, you're not real.
You're not, like, a real person. Like me.
You're clones.
You're copies of people out here in the world.
- What? - Clones?
- What? Why? - What are you talking about?
Some hag trophy wife needs new skin for a facelift
or one of 'em gets sick and need a new part,
they take it from you.
But I have a mother. I remember her.
- Yeah, I know. - I grew up on a farm.
I have a little dog and I had a bike.
And a bike. Right.
It was a pink Flexi-Flyer with little tassels on the handlebars
and you rode it to your grandmother's.
You ring the little bell and she came out and served you cookies.
Yeah.
No. Memory imprints. I seen them.
A buddy of mine is a programmer at the Institute. He showed me.
There's only 12 stories. They change around little details,
but they're all pretty much the same.
The life you think you had before the "contamination,"
it never happened.
Come on, don't look at me like that. At least you had a bike.
Wanna trade your rosy memory implants for my shitty childhood, be my guest.
How long?
How long have we been alive?
You're Echo generation, so you're three.
Delta means you're four.
Three?
The whole reason you exist is 'cause everyone wants to live forever.
It's the new American dream.
There's people out there that are rich enough to pay anything for it.
Don't people care that they kill us? That they take parts from us?
They don't know. They think you're vegetables simmering in a jelly sack.
Why do you think Merrick has you stuck in an old military bunker below ground?
He doesn't want anybody knowing the truth, especially not sponsors.
- Sponsors? - The people that had you made.
They, like, own you.
But why doesn't Merrick want our owners to know that we're alive?
Just because people wanna eat the burger doesn't mean they wanna meet the cow.
Besides, do you know how many laws Merrick's breaking
to have you two hatched?
Your sponsors can't have any part of that.
They're like high society, rich and famous.
If they knew, Merrick would be out of business.
We have to find our sponsors and tell them the truth.
- What? - Yeah.
No, that's the worst idea I ever heard.
You know how dead I'd be? Not to mention fired?
We will. We will. That's our only chance.
Stop, stop! Fold, stop. Brakes. No. Come on.
You're the replacement engines on their Bentley.
They're not gonna care. What? They're gonna care?
You know what I would do?
I would just get as far away from here as I could.
Go to the beach.
We're not asking for your permission, Mac.
We're asking for your help.
Oh, God.
Infrared's having a hard time picking up a heat signature. Sand's too hot.
He was implanted with micro-sensors yesterday.
Can we configure our instrument to pick up a low-frequency RF scan?
- If we can get within half a mile. - Do it.
Your sponsors names are Tom Lincoln and Sarah Jordan.
Her sponsor lives in New York.
The number in your name is a regional code.
Six Echo, that means your sponsor lives in LA.
- You're going out of state. - Out of state?
Put this on.
You're gonna go in here. All right? Come on, come on.
Keep going. What size?
All right.
These are bags, OK? You put stuff in 'em.
Backpacks for boys, purses for girls. Understand?
We're not idiots.
Excuse me, Miss "I'm so smart I can't wait to go to the Island."
Yeah. Good.
Wait. Hold, hold, hold.
People don't really wear these on the outside.
These are mail-order, OK? These stay here.
No. Mail-order, OK? Clones don't wear these.
All right, listen up.
This card is like stim credits, OK?
Lt'll get you food, but I gotta report it stolen in 24 hours
or else they'll know I helped you. After that, use the cash.
All right, look.
I know you're new to this whole human experience and all,
but there's one universal truth
and that is you never give a woman your credit card.
Right.
I got something. It's hot.
Oh, God.
- Train four... - Train'll be here. Hustle.
...to Sacramento is now boarding at platform A.
All right, stay. All right? Just stay. Don't move.
Mama!
Look at that!
Those are kids.
Wow.
Come here. The train is non-stop to LA. You need these to get on.
When you get there, look up your sponsors in the information directory.
- You got it? - Yeah. Yeah.
- What is an information directory? - It'll tell you where they live.
And whatever you do, do not trust anyone.
One thing I can tell you about people, is that they'll do anything to survive.
Thank you, Mac. Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
All right. I'm just gonna go upstairs and get you guys a map of LA.
Better not get me in trouble.
Yeah, no problem. Sure, that's a good one.
I think I got an ID. Two in the center.
Run!
God!
Amtrak train 227 now departing for Los Angeles at platform C.
What's wrong with these people? They killed him.
- This was supposed to be a simple job? - It's never simple.
We got a missing credit card.
McCord just used it to buy train tickets and it's not in his wallet.
Monitor the account. Have Amtrak patch you through to the conductor.
Get me a new team in LA.
- Got here as fast as I could. - Come here.
I finished scanning the Defense Department Troop Selections,
- if you want to see them... - Not yet. Look at that.
- Six Echo drew it. - It's elaborate.
"Renovachio." Renovatee-oh?
Renovatio. What is that, Italian?
It's Latin.
We've never imprinted an agnate with Latin.
Yes, I'm well aware of that.
So where did he learn it?
Where are the results from his scan?
- They'll be back from Johns Hopkins... - Just speed it up.
Yes, sir.
You two.
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please,
train number 17 leaving for San Diego...
- There! ...was delayed 20 minutes. Stand by.
We just arrived, but Troy's already tapped into the city cameras.
Excuse me. Where's an information directory?
Thanks.
Wilshire. 5th. Grand.
Spring. Grand Avenue? Smile for the camera, sweetheart.
Where is Flower? You on Flower?
Olive, Olive. Come on, come on.
You look familiar.
Gotcha.
Three Black Wasps and two jet bikes.
We just got a facial hit on our fugitives!
Let's go! Let's go! Move!
We're moving! Let's go.
Wait. Got a hit on McCord's credit card.
Location, Grand Avenue at 9830.
Team, proceed immediately to 9830.
No, no, no. LAPD's moving in. They've flagged McCord's credit card.
- Tom Lincoln. - One moment, please.
- Not listed. - Sarah Jordan.
Hello?
Yes, I'm looking for Sarah Jordan.
She's sick.
- Can I talk to her? - She's at the hospital.
Mommy, is that you?
Jordan. Let's go!
Freeze! Put your hands up!
- Keep your hands off! - Put your hands up!
Do as I say! Do as I say!
- Lincoln. - Just do what they say.
Lincoln.
- Pull back. - Move out.
What's going on?
Nail it! Quick, move!
We're detaining you in connection to the murder of James McCord.
- What? He was my friend! - Anything you say can and will be used
- against you in a court of law. - What's a court of law?
They'll run DNA. If the agnates are booked,
it'll implicate your clients in a murder investigation.
This is a nightmare.
You cannot allow this to happen. Do you understand me?
You use any force that is necessary.
I'm ordering you to contain the situation.
1-Adam-82, we've apprehended the suspects. Two adults, no ID.
Notify Forensics, we'll need DNA typing.
- My name is Tom Lincoln. - Sit back and shut up.
- Could you look up my file, please? - Sit back.
Dispatch, we're two minutes out.
- Check inside! - Hey, can you hear me?
Lincoln, get up! Get up, Lincoln! Get up!
Let's go!
Go! Go! Go!
Go!
We got cops. We got cops!
Get down!
Run!
I see them! Let's get moving!
Let's go! Come on, come on, come on!
Move, move!
Move out! Move out!
Come on!
Go, go, go, go! Go!
Shit! Check up here!
Come on!
Air-Two, give me status of the targets.
- Targets are under the train wheels. - Silently, take them out.
Go!
Move! Go, go!
- I can't fit! - Move back!
I can't fit!
Look out, look out!
Right, right, right!
Stay on them!
Look out!
Do not let him get away! Do not let him get away!
Good job!
We've gotta bail out of here, there's police choppers inbound.
Black Wasp, take out the truck!
Troy, you all right? Let's go!
Cops! Cops!
He's coming back!
Stay down, Jordan!
- How do you know what you're doing? - I don't know!
Hold on!
Look out!
Hold on!