Dad, what's happening?
Nick, listen to me like we're
the last two people on the planet. Okay? Nick,
Some day a girl is going to give you a flower.
You got that? A flower.
And you have to help her.
You help her and you help us all.
Okay?
I know it doesn't make any sense right now,
but I believe the woman who told me that.
You think you could believe me?
I love you.
I always said you were special, Nick.
Turns out I was right.
Division's here. Just keep moving.
And don't make any decisions that any watcher can track.
I just wanted to have a conversation.
What a waste.
Bring his body to the lab.
There are special people in this world.
We don't ask to be special.
We're just born this way.
We pass you on the streets every day,
unnoticed by most.
It started in 1945.
The Nazis were conducting experiments in psychic warfare...
trying to turn those with psychic abilities into soldiers.
Lots of us died.
The war ended,
but the experiments never stopped.
Other governments around the world
set up what they called "Divisions"...
trying to do what the Nazis couldn't,
to turn us into weapons.
Division's agents are trained to track and hunt us down like animals...
take us away from our families and friends.
There are children stuffed away all over the world.
They test us and categorize us.
I'm what they call a "watcher".
We can see the future,
even if that's not always as simple as it sounds.
The jumbo jet crashed. There are no reports of survivors.
Others are called "movers",
just an easy way of saying "telekinetic".
"Pushers" put thoughts in your head
and make whatever lie they come up with the truth.
They'd already begun to control my mind...
"Sniffs", "shifters", "shadows",
"bleeders", it goes on and on.
In Division's eyes, we're all just lab rats.
Only one problem: we keep dying.
The evidence shows that the kids were given milk with radioactive iodine.
No one has ever survived the drug meant to boost our powers.
My name is Cassie Holmes.
Division took my mom from me.
Right now the future I see doesn't look so great.
The good news is the future is always changing...
in the largest of ways by the smallest of things.
They've been winning a lot of battles.
Now it's our turn to win the war.
"TODAY"
"DIVISION LAB"
She survived the injection.
She's our patient zero. Bring me every sniffer we have.
But she's on foot. She can't get far.
She'll get help from anyone she can lay her eyes on.
Do whatever is necessary to get her and that syringe back! Now!!
"2 DAYS FROM NOW"
You're already down five thousand I hear you owe more than that to Chen.
Chen's a liar...
Am I a liar too? I was told...
you owe fifteen
So you want to bet or not?
Ok. But if you lose again...
I'll have you beaten.
You owe us six thousand, Nick!
What do you say, Nick?
Who are you?
- We're with Division. - Like you didn't know.
- Go to hell. - Easy, son.
If we wanted you, you'd be in the back of a van.
You gonna let us in or are we gonna have to be rude?
Smart move living in a shithole like this.
One on top of the other. Took you far off the radar.
Not far enough.
Would you believe this is how we found you?
From your old toothbrush from that encounter ten years ago.
Barely a scent left.
Thought you were in Tokyo.
Then Malaysia.
Finally we got a few readings on some buildings.
There's a lot of runaway psychics in Hong Kong trying to disappear. Nick.
People with no country, no loyalty...
No desire to get involved in political bullshit.
Nobody but you in this apartment for a long time, Nick.
Why? You looking for someone besides me?
A girl. She has something belonging to us.
Better than a hunch you know her.
Obviously I don't.
In case we need to get hold of you again.
I've got some old toilet paper you boys might like more.
Don't bother running.
We know where you are now.
Shit.
- Yeah? - Hey, Nick.
- Who is this? - Open up, Nick.
And put your gun down.
Put that thing away. Got you something.
Where's the chicken...? There it is.
Hey, whoa! Excuse me?
Is this how you treat your guests?
This is how I treat random strangers who barge into my apartment.
Like the Division sniffers who were just here?
Who are you?
I'm Cassie.
I'm here to help you.
Listen, Cassie...
I'm sure your mom and dad are nervous about you right now, so why don't you...
- You don't understand. - You've got that right.
This is about us finding six million dollars.
That's us.
And that's our money.
And that's my toothbrush.
You're a watcher.
So is there a place we can get something to eat besides chicken?
I'm buying.
Lose a bet with your hairdresser?
I like color.
First things first. I know you're a second-generation mover.
Is that what the kids are calling it these days?
I'll let you know when I see one.
You don't really use your powers,
which means you haven't practiced and you kind of suck at it.
- How am I doing so far? - Go on.
I'm a watcher.
Second generation, like you.
- Wow. That's. - Complicated.
Because the future can change just by talking about it.
So I see glimpses and I draw in my book.
But I'm not really good at it.
I'm kind of a crappy artist, but...
I'm sure you already knew that.
But I got the sniffs in your apartment, right?
That's why I brought you a new toothbrush.
Anything with shrimp.
You speak Chinese?
Cantonese. I'm surprised you didn't know that,
being a watcher.
I get things wrong sometimes.
I know the feeling.
Are you worried about the thugs you owe money to?
Don't. Thank you.
We'll be able to take care of it in a couple days.
With your six million dollars.
- Where's the money? - It's on its way here.
With a girl.
Don't tell me.
Same girl Division sniffs are looking for.
It's Cassie, right?
Enjoy your food.
- That's it? - That's it.
Sorry. Some 12-year old that knew I needed a new toothbrush...
isn't enough to get me involved with Division.
Even if it's not a con.
I'm 13. And I've been told I look at least 14.
- Right. - And this is not a con.
This is a way for everyone to get something they want.
I've actually used that line before.
Fine. Don't believe me.
- But you will help me. - Really?
Because I'm getting a message.
It's telling me "find somebody else".
If we don't find the case and that girl,
really bad things happen, Nick.
What? What's wrong?
Shit. They're here in the market.
Who?
- Who? - They're in the market! Come on!
- Division? - Bleeders!
We've got to get out of here!
- How does this end? - I have no idea.
Where is the girl?
My daughter has already seen you with her.
Told you.
I've told three people already today, I don't know this girl.
Stupid child. I already saw how you die.
Then you know it's not here and it's not today.
Damn.
Go, go!
Nick!
The big tanks... Go!
- Quick! - This way!
Stop...!
- Stop...! - Run, Cassie!
Stop...!
Not like this...
...lf we kill him we lose the girl
I already know you're here.
You must be Cassie Holmes.
- Who sent you? - Your mother.
A week before she was captured by Division,
she told me to be at that fish market today.
Stay away from him.
If that's what you want.
Just be sure to add his picture to the Wall of the Dead.
You're a stitch.
That should be obvious to a watcher.
If you had even a modicum of your mother's talent...
I've been dealing with a lot.
Years ago your mother did me a favor.
Now it would seem I need to pay off my debt.
I hear they've got your mother buried deep inside Division.
Have her so drugged up she can't even hold a spoon.
I bet they suck the future right out of her.
You help her and you help us all.
A flower
Is he okay?
- You okay? - Yeah.
Wow.
That woman's got magic fingers.
For you.
What is that?
It's a lotus.
I heard what she said about your mother.
You did?
Division's got her.
They locked her up because she's the... greatest watcher they've ever seen.
They're afraid of her.
And they're afraid they can't control her.
They killed my father for the same reason.
But I guess you already knew that.
I see the future, not the past.
And right now our future isn't that great.
That's new?
Now the sniffs from your apartment
are going to get the girl and the case.
It's changed.
I don't know why...
something I did, a mistake I made...
Doesn't matter, it just has.
My mother told me that case...
is the key to bringing down Division and freeing her.
There's no money in that case, is there?
Unless I'm missing something,
they don't have the case yet.
It's still out there.
If your mother's such a great fortune-teller,
how did she get caught?
I'm just going to have to ask her that myself.
I haven't even gotten to the bad part yet.
What is that?
We die.
Great.
Hello, Kira.
You have a plane to catch.
Come on. You want to come with us.
Christ. Get a load of that.
She must use that ten times a day. That's a keeper.
You're not gonna have a lot of lipstick opportunities where you're going.
You know what I mean?
She's doing it again.
- Get the hell out of my head! - No! No!
- What does she want? - She's got to go to the bathroom.
To throw up or something.
Carver will kill us if anything happens to her.
- Bathroom? - This way.
Come on.
Coffee, black, with sugar.
Alright. In you go.
You're a good man, Agent Mack.
I bet you come from a good family.
It must have been hard for you when he died.
Who died?
Your brother.
- I don't have a brother, sweetheart. - No, you do.
I've got something that will make you feel better.
And you loved him very much.
But he was murdered.
And you know who did it, don't you?
But he was murdered...
And you know who did it, don't you?
You know who did it, don't you? But he was murdered...
You know who did it he was murdered...
Lame.
We've got to work on your skills if we're going to change anything.
Don't bite your nails.
The lollipop chick freaks me out.
- She's a watcher. - Like you.
Yeah.
I know this place. This is...
I know this place. Club B, boss. Science Museum Road.
Thank you.
Why is that olive out of the glass?
- That's not an olive. It's a bead. - It's a bead?
Yeah, it's a bead. A shimmery kind of thing...
Well, it looks like a pimento. If I was going to draw a bead, I'd...
It's a bead with a shimmer.
What does the bead have to do with it?
I don't know what the shiny, shimmery bead has to do with it.
Great.
Let's keep it simple.
We'll start with the bead and see where it takes us.
Sounds like a plan, but... what about the part where we die?
I remember growing up together.
Where we went to school.
How he died.
So except for this brother you never had...
is there anything else she might have put in your head?
I'm only asking because I don't want to be shot in the face...
for screwing some made up sister you don't really have.
I don't have a sister?
Agent Mack, you are relieved of duty.
Get on a plane, eat some peanuts, and go home.
She won't push me again, sir.
She just caught me off-guard.
The only thoughts in my head are my own.
You're willing to risk your life on that?
Yes, sir.
Then put the gun in your mouth and pull the trigger.
Don't worry.
You already checked it. It's not loaded.
Spread these beads to any sniff, any watcher,
any goddamn expatriate reader in Hong Kong
who knows up from down until we find Kira.
What about the Chinese government and their guys?
The story is out, bleeders all over the country will be looking for her.
We can't let them get the drug.
Then we put a price on her head.
Yeah, this is it.
Hey, can you... I don't have any...
Yeah! Sure. I got it.
There you go. You can keep it. Thanks.
How much do you have?
Don't give him all of that.
- It's not gonna be enough. - It's enough.
- Just give me the... - It's enough. / Excuse me, sir?
Hey. We need five minutes.
- Five minutes - Yeah!
Listen, this is a place for grown-ups,
- so behave yourself. - Shut up.
That sounds about right.
- Choose another. - Yeah! Show me...
- Concentrate. - Yes.
- Queen of hearts. - Okay. Watch. It's already here.
Show me... Ace of spades.
Think I know why we're here.
You've got good hands.
- Nick! You alright? - Yeah.
What's going on? Sit down.
- Vodka martini? - Thank you.
I'll have one of those.
She'll have a Coke.
My mom drinks when she wants to get really clear images.
She's famous for it.
Maybe something without caffeine.
I've got it. Whoa.
There's five.
Keep the change.
Thank you.
I know who you are.
When I was in Division,
her mother was at the top of every watch list there was.
You worked for Division?
You want to know about Division?
Ten years. No thank you, no pension.
I was put out on the street with a threat to not shift again.
Only the sniffs caught up with me in Chicago.
I was just trying to buy something nice for my wife.
Next day I get a call, she's dead.
Car accident.
But my wife doesn't drive.
But I don't have to remind you how that feels, right?
- We need this. - An olive?
It's a bead.
It's supposed to lead us to someone we need to find before Division does.
Excuse me! May I?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Got it right?
It's a little more round and shinier.
That's it.
That's just how I saw it.
It won't last long.
I'd take it Emily Hu. She's ex-pat sniff.
Only works by referral. Here's her address.
Thank you, Hook.
Bye bye.
Good luck.
Here it is...
Is she with someone else?
Yes
I see a man... and a boat
Is she happy?
Will she come back?
It's a very big boat.
May I help you?
Hook Waters sent us.
A bead that looks like this one is supposed to lead us to a girl.
You with Division?
Are you looking at us?
The truth is, the girl who dropped that bead...
is supposed to have a suitcase that will bring down Division.
Cassie here thinks that if we don't find it, we die.
And you believe her?
She's pretty convincing.
Well, consider me unconvinced.
Looks like we've just got to wait.
For what?
You have about one minute to help us.
And what's that?
That's your... poster.
- That's the bead. - That's the clock.
- It's... right now... - You've got about a minute.
You guys can't be serious.
Don't look at me.
This girl's been going at it with that plan all day.
Everything that ends up on this pad seems to be coming true.
I just see it like I'm looking at a photograph.
Look... we want Division out of Hong Kong...
just as much as you do.
It's going to be a whole lot easier if you help us find the girl.
You remind me of someone...
...I used to know
Fine.
They've been spreading these all over the city.
You'll find who you're looking for on Kwun Tong Pier.
Excuse me!
Excuse me. Speak any English?
- No. - No.
It doesn't really matter. I just need a ride.
We're old friends, right?
I know. I should have called.
Whoa, whoa!
- Kira? - Dammit!
- What the hell are you doing here? - There goes my ride!
- Don't. - Don't. Don't what?
You're the girl everyone's looking for?
- I should kill you, Nick. - Hey!
You know this psycho?
- What happened to you? - Now you want to know?
What does that mean? I thought you left.
You stopped returning my calls.
Division caught me and locked me up.
- What? - And you never came.
I looked for you. I did!
You didn't find me.
It's done! You had a thing. Get over it.
I really suggest we discuss this somewhere else.
Let's go, Nick.
Kira. Division's looking for you.
They're looking for the case.
And so are you.
What's in that case?
I don't know.
All I know is that I woke up on a boat
next to a note I'd written saying to look for you
and you'd help me find the case.
I don't remember anything about the last couple of days...
no matter how hard I try.
You must have had yourself wiped.
Erased memories make it harder for Division to track you.
Not the ones of you.
Can I talk to you for a sec?
Can it wait?
I'm kind of in the middle of something.
No.
You, me, and my mom.
I've never seen my mom's death before.
It's her, Nick.
She's changing the future, and she's making it worse.
- We've got to dump her. - Dump her?
Cassie, we...
Cassie! We just found her.
And she doesn't have the case.
Which is what we're looking for,
- if you remember. - Yeah! I know.
We find her, we find the case.
- The three of us. - Yeah, and then Division finds her.
Oh yeah, the three of us.
We'll get a shadow so they can't trace her.
- Satisfied? - No.
Cassie, you've got to trust me.
I'm not the one with the trust issues here.
You better do something quick
because I'm getting sick of drawing dead bodies.
That's him.
- Hey, Pinky. - Hey, Nick.
- Hey. - Alright, who's feeling the heat?
Alright.
Here's how this works:
I get ten grand a day for shadowing Miss Trouble.
As long as she stays within twenty feet of me,
no sniff is gonna find her.
I don't care if they're standing right on top
of us with a piece of her fingernail.
- Happy? - Overcome.
Come on. Let's find a place to think.
So Pinky, your wife give you that name?
No, the Division did, sweetheart.
Back in the day.
I'm sorry. I can't remember anything about the case.
Shocking.
Can I clean up without getting killed?
Don't forget to wash behind your ears.
Nice girlfriend you've got there.
Yeah. She used to be.
I met her running cons on Coney Island tourists.
We did everything together. Everything.
So we're just gonna sit around
and wait for her to get her memory back...
and hope that she'll tell us where the case is before Carver gets it?
Or us.
Great plan.
Where you going?
I saw a chicken place downstairs. Want to come?
No, I'm good. I want to stay here, see if I can help.
Have fun with that.
Where you going?
Relax, Romeo.
I can shade her just fine out in the hall.
I don't need to be a watcher to see where this is going.
Oh! Sorry about that.
I thought the bathroom was on fire.
I had to get you to come in somehow.
Did you push me?
You didn't like it?
Push back.
My father expects me to find that suitcase.
So does my mother.
But you don't see it clearly, do you?
Too many things keep changing.
I already saw how you die.
Did you see it yet?
You can change it, you know.
Plenty of planes leaving Hong Kong every day.
Oh, we are going to change it.
You put a shadow on the girl.
You know that's only temporary.
That girl is the one who brings all your little fantasies crashing down.
So tell Nick something for me, little girl.
Tell him my family is going to make his brain pop like a tomato.
Tell him that's the future I see.
Oh, boy.
Hello?
There you are. Where is the chicky-chicky...
- who gets us all killed? - Are you drunk?
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I didn't know the procedure for stopping a blitzed ten-year-old.
I'm thirteen! And I am powering my use!
I can't believe this.
I am working.
- You screw it all up! - Alright...
Give me this. What is this? We talked about this, Cassie.
Nobody is going anywhere.
- What is this? - You don't get it, Nick.
She is the one that kills us all, basically.
Then I guess we're all gonna get killed.
Yeah. Screwed up.
By "we", you mean not...
You, too.
Pop Girl's a better watcher than I am.
Whoa! No one said anything about a watcher.
I can only work long-term against the sniffs.
- Good. - No! True story.
You've got a watcher after you. It's just a matter of time.
Then we'll split up.
We'll give her two things to track instead of one.
- Pinky, take Kira somewhere safe - I'm not going with him.
No offense.
None taken, cupcake.
I know you're sweet on the champ.
I'll find you.
Let's let her sleep for a bit.