You shouldn't nest in the chimney.
You're migratory. You need to find a mate.
That's a window, bird.
What am I going to do with you?
A bird in a chimney is a fire hazard.
I'm not supposed to kill you.
But you can't stay here.
Go.
I was wondering when we'd see you again.
They make you rest a couple days.
Does it help?
Not really.
Is there any more somewhere?
Yeah. Downstairs, under the sink.
Hi.
I just needed a minute alone.
I'm sorry.
Did she say something?
She asked me about it.
To be nice, I think.
Well, it's nobody's business.
Well, it shouldn't have happened here.
Or not at all.
It's in the past.
People don't forget about the past.
I'm not saying forget it.
I'm saying it's in the past.
- The sight's off. - Give me.
It's nice being able to waste bullets on apples.
Yeah, it's nice being able to waste apples.
April 21 st, 2011.
I never asked you for Judgement Day. Your Judgement Day.
You're right about the sight.
April 21 st, 2011. That's mine.
What's yours?
Whenever mine is, it might not be anymore.
So don't fret about it, love. We'll know it when it happens.
I want you to help me with something.
Didn't I just help you with something this morning in the shower?
There's a guy, he's got some information I need.
- So ask him. - Not that kind of guy.
Not that kind of information.
Skynet.
I'm not here to stop the war, sweetie.
I'm here to win it.
John Connor.
You know, you keep saying that...
...but I don't know what it means.
I'm the one living with him.
How's that working out for you?
Is metal alive and well? Sarah running you around?
I'm here.
I'm asking you.
Either help me with my plan or show me some progress on yours.
Okay. What do you need?
There was a stack of research here, on that lawyer.
The one who set up the drone shell company.
Derek took it.
- When? - While you were gone.
So he's chasing it down?
I don't know.
He should keep me in the loop. It's my loop.
You've been distracted.
I was kidnapped.
Which is distracting.
Talk to me about Riley. What happened...
...the day she tried to kill herself? - She was very upset. John could tell.
- She had a bruise. - Who gave her the bruise?
John thought it was her foster dad. She said it was a door.
Liar. Then what?
Riley cut her wrists like this.
She almost bled to death.
Do you think it was her foster dad?
It's hard to say.
We don't know much about Riley.
- We should know more. - I know where she lives.
I'll go talk to her foster parents.
I'll go. My loop.
I killed a bird.
Not the one in the chimney?
I thought you should know.
- A bird did that? - No, I did that. Look.
The bird experienced an involuntary movement of my fingers.
It was fragile.
Wiggle your fingers.
Yeah, there's damage, but it's buried pretty deep in there.
I don't know how it happened.
It was probably during a fight.
You're not designed to fight other machines.
Look, maybe I could swap this out.
But it's not like we just have spare parts lying around.
- You're supposed to burn the endos. - Not all of them.
- Says who? - You.
What, future me?
Future you.
Yeah, why doesn't that surprise me?
I have damage to my hand and now you're able to fix it.
Future John has better information than you do.
Jesse, she's gonna kill me.
What? Who?
- Her. Cameron. - What happened? What did it do?
I saw something, the metal.
- The metal? - She cut her wrist.
Why did it cut itself?
I don't know, but I saw the metal and she knows that I saw it.
Sweetie, if she knew you saw, you'd be dead.
I can't go back there.
I wonder what's wrong with it. Has it been acting strange?
Strange? Everything she does is strange.
Did you not hear me?
- I can't go back there. - Of course you can, dear.
You put one foot in front of the other...
...and master your fear.
Remember the mission.
There's gotta be another way.
Trust me, there is only one way.
I won't let Cameron hurt you.
I won't let anyone hurt you.
Here's one from my private stash.
Kay doesn't buy the kind with sugar or caffeine. But what's the point?
I hear you.
It must have been a shock, what happened to Riley.
What's John say?
Getting anything out of that boy is like pulling teeth.
But he did say that she seemed upset that day...
...and she had a bruise on her face. - Bruise?
I'm a patient person...
...but I swear, there have been times...
Kids, they know how to push your buttons.
I'm just saying, if someone was to lose their temper, get physical...
You know, if by "someone" you mean me...
These things do happen.
These things do happen, but not the way you're thinking.
Not... Not by a long shot.
That girl assaulted my wife.
Went absolutely nuts.
Started yelling about the world burning up...
...and bleached skulls or some such nonsense.
She said that?
I wanted to report it. Kay wouldn't let me.
Now I wish I had, with you coming here, accusing us.
I'm not accusing anybody.
First, your kid drops out of school, then so does she.
Next thing, we've got a guidance counselor at our door.
Even she thinks John's a bad influence.
A guidance counselor?
She had a lot to say about your family.
I was willing to dismiss it as gossip...
...until I met you.
Do you have her name?
Keep John away from Riley.
She's been through enough.
Okay, clench your fist.
And, okay, now fingers straight.
Okay.
Are you feeling any different?
Yes.
Are you all fixed?
I don't know.
Well, just try not to kill any more birds.
You're ahead of schedule.
With what?
What you need to learn.
I know it's just recon, Derek, but I can't have you running off like that.
I gotta go.
- Ms. Wilson, thanks for coming. - Ms. Baum.
So your family's moved around a lot, I take it?
Unfortunately, my job requires it. It's been difficult on John.
- Hard to make friends. - I can imagine.
That's why I was so happy when Riley first came home with him.
I didn't realize she was so troubled.
Foster kids like these, it's hard to tell.
A lot of them come from broken homes, abuse.
Where did she come from?
An orphan out of Riverside.
Her parents died in a fire in a meth lab. It's tragic.
I met her foster dad. He said you'd talked to him about us.
I was curious about why it happened in your home. In your bathroom.
I have no idea. My main concern is that the girl get help.
Of course.
I've only known her a short while, but I've grown fond of her.
- Funny. She thinks you don't like her. - That's not the case.
So you're the one who took her to the hospital afterwards?
No. I was out of town.
So there was no adult supervision in the household at the time?
John's uncle. He stays with us sometimes.
Yeah, Riley's mentioned the uncle. Uncle Derek.
John's uncle on his father's side.
We're not involved, if that's what you're getting at.
I'm not getting at anything. I'm just trying to paint a picture.
Do you think it's wise to have an unattached adult male...
...hanging around a pretty teenage girl who's so desperate for attention?
What, did she say something about him?
She might have. If she did, it's confidential.
Ms. Wilson, look. John's a good kid.
Whatever's going on with this girl, he's trying to be her friend.
- He's trying to help her. - Like by taking her to Mexico?
Mexico?
Riley said she and John took a trip to Mexico.
I don't have to tell you that transporting a minor across the border...
...without her parents' permission is a federal offense.
I didn't know. Obviously, I will talk to my son.
Ms. Baum, I'm not out to get anyone here.
My sense is that you're a decent person and hard-working mom.
I'm a big believer in keeping your own house in order.
So why don't I let you handle this your way?
For now.
I'd appreciate that.
Consider it done.
Keep taking the antibiotics.
That's it?
Why? Is there something else you need, sweetie?
- No. - Because we really could use the room.
What are you doing?
I'm looking up a restaurant address.
Are you hungry?
Yeah, but, uh, this is actually for Derek.
That Kaliba lawyer he's been tracking. The guy's got a booth reserved there.
Not an ideal location for Derek to acquire his target.
It's underground and, according to this, crowded with friendly people.
Hard to dispose of the body.
I don't think that's gonna be necessary.
Derek's just gonna follow him and grab him and press him about Kaliba.
- To see if it's connected to Skynet? - Exactly.
It's going to be necessary. I'll make you a sandwich.
Wait, why?
You're hungry.
Why don't we let hungry be my problem?
Sometimes it's nice to have help.
How's the hand?
Not a problem.
Aren't you supposed to be really good at self-repair?
Yes.
But sometimes it's nice to have help.
Yes.
Well, I'll make my own sandwich.
This one taken?
No.
You buying?
Nope.
I could, uh, introduce you to Davey.
I'm here for business, not pleasure, thanks.
My mistake.
That one, huh?
What's he do, anyway?
Lawyer.
Ha.
He ever buy you a drink?
Once or twice.
How'd the muscle feel about that?
They very much enjoy the show.
It's nice having an audience.
- Excuse me, sir? - Yeah?
Okay. Come on.
Yeah, so you're coming over later, right?
Yeah, we'll just watch a movie or something.
Hmm.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
I just had an interesting conversation with a counselor from your old school.
Oh, I, uh, forgot to send in that quarterly homeschooling thing.
Actually, that didn't come up.
The main topic of conversation was Riley.
What about her?
She has a lot to say about you and me and Derek.
And Mexico.
- A school counselor told you this? - All those things.
From a stranger's lips to my own ears, John.
No, that doesn't make any sense.
And I talked to her foster dad.
I would've talked to him longer, but he asked me to leave.
He thinks we're the reason she tried to kill herself.
Because of Mexico?
Because Riley had a violent breakdown about bleached skulls...
...and the end of the world.
I haven't told her anything.
I don't believe you.
Well, I swear to God I've said nothing.
I'll talk to her.
- It might be too late for that. - Well, what do you want me to do?
I want you to prepare yourself for what's gonna happen when Cameron finds out.
Cameron.
Do you think it's possible for me to know something Future John doesn't?
That's hard to know.
It seems unlikely.
Do you think it's possible for me to know something you don't know?
Are you asking me if Future John kept secrets from me?
I'm sure he did.
Is John here?
Yeah.
You owe him an explanation for all the things you said.
What I've said?
To your foster dad, to your guidance counselor.
Guidance counselor?
You're a terrible liar. You don't owe me.
It's him who put his trust in you.
People know things, Riley.
True things. They know about Mexico.
John, why would I spill my guts to my foster dad?
Or to a guidance counselor?
I've never said anything to anyone, I swear.
What would I even say?
Could we go somewhere more private, please?
You expecting someone else?
No.
It's someone with a clipboard.
- May I help you? - Hi there. I'm Molly Malloy.
I'm with the Department of Child and Family Services.
How can I help you?
Well, I was hoping that I could speak with you about Riley Dawson.
- She's not here, is she? - No, she's not.
- Are you John? - Yes.
What's this regarding?
Would it be easier if I came in for a quick chat?
Thank you.
This is your fault.
- What's my fault? - You're the reason that person is here.
You're John's sister. You can't keep me here.
They don't always like the way I do things.
I've heard you keep guns in the home...
...which, of course, is every American's right.
For security. We were robbed.
Have you ever carried a weapon outside of the house?
Can I ask again what this is about?
I'm clearing up a few details about what environment...
...you've got for kids like Riley or even John here.
I did a little search and couldn't find a concealed-weapons permit...
...in your name. - Check the state of New Mexico.
Hmm. Well, out-of-state permits aren't valid in California.
True, but we have 60 days to file an ownership report with the DOJ.
Sharp kid.
I'll be on the lookout for that.
What am I going to do with you?
I don't understand. I don't know what you mean.
Children and Family Services respond to complaints.
Are you a complainer?
No.
No, I never told them anything.
- What would I even tell them? - You don't belong here.
John isn't right for you and you're not right for him.
He can't see that.
Stop. Please. You're freaking me out.
You're unreliable. I don't know what you do.
I'm just John's girlfriend. That's it.
You can't be John's girlfriend. You're a threat.
You can't stay here anymore...
...but I can't let you leave.
You're John's sister.
What am I going to do with you?
Nothing.
You can't do anything to me because you're John's sister.
Get it through your head. You're just his sister.
Riley, come with me.
All right. Ahem. You go wait outside for me, okay?
Were you gonna kill her?
- I don't know what I was going to do. - What do you mean?
Since when do you not know what you're gonna do?
I don't know.
I should've killed her. She's a threat to you.
That is not your decision to make.
- It's usually not a decision. - Well, obviously, it is this time.
And it's not yours.
What's happening with you?
I don't know.
I didn't make that call.
I know that.
I believe you, really.
Riley, is there anything you wanna tell me?
About what?
About anything.
Is there anything you wanna tell me?
- John... - Because today is the day.
Today is the day where you tell me whatever it is you might wanna tell me.
Today.
No.
But is there anything that you wanna tell me, John?
Because you're right. I think today is the day.
No.
You're late.
Where have you been?
I was hungry, and I hate room service. What's all this?
Recon on our guy.
He's got security 24/7.
Two 12-hour shifts. Four guys total, armed.
The place he's staying at is in the hills.
High walls, lots of cameras, guys with guns.
- We should take this slow. - No. No slow.
He's chartered a flight out of the country. We'll grab him on the way.
A moving target with a precise window. The roads there are narrow and isolated.
I'm not sure I can do this.
What do you mean, you're not sure you can do this? You're in.
I'm out of practice.
You've got your people.
My people seem distracted.
What about you?
Twenty-thirty tonight.
Bring a vehicle so you can block the road. You pin down the guards.
I'll snatch up the lawyer.
Derek.
Look, she didn't rat us out.
She trusted someone. They sold her out.
Who?
She won't tell me who.
This is not good, John.
This could mean a lot of very bad things.
- I know, Jesse. I know. - Let go.
- What the hell are you doing? - What are you doing?
I don't know what you're talking about.
- You wanted him to care about me. - Of course.
- To like me. - Of course.
- Even to love me. - Of course, sweetie.
We talked about it a thousand times. That was the plan.
But that wasn't enough, right? And you knew it wasn't enough.
She's supposed to kill me, right? That's it. That's the real plan.
- That's absurd. - No, it's not.
You knew that was the only thing that would turn John against her.
She's supposed to kill me.
You called the DCFS. You called my foster parents. You called my school.
How could you do that to me?
I trusted you. I loved you.
I rescued you from hell...
...and I took you to paradise!
I gave you a purpose.
A chance to be a hero.
You know how few people get a chance for their lives to mean something?
For their deaths to mean something? I made you matter.
Stop! Stop!
You could've been beautiful, but you're just a coward.
I can't find her.
If she's out there, she'll call you.
Eventually. She always does.
Cameron, did you?
You know I didn't.
What have you been doing? You've been out here for hours.
Making something.
For you.
- What is it? - You tried to fix me twice now.
- It's not working. - And?
I'm not capable of self-termination.
- Suicide. - I can't kill myself, but you can.
Why would I wanna kill you?
You might have to someday.
I've planted an explosive in my skull near my chip.
It's a small amount, but it's enough.
Enough?
All you have to do is hit the switch.
What would Future John do now?
Future John doesn't live here, you do.
You don't need to be so dramatic. It's a milk run.
A milk run across 8000 miles of metal-infested ocean.
If you're gonna be like this every time...
Listen. Jesse, I'm going on a mission too.
- Oh, I see. One of those missions. - No.
It's something else.
- It's different. - Different?
How's it different?
- What does "different" mean? - "Different" means different.
Just listen to me.
You're stuck in a can under the ocean with one of those things.
Don't worry about Queeg. He's a good bloke.
He's not a bloke.
Jesse, he's not on our side. Don't ever think that.
Aim for the chip.
Aim for the chip, they don't get up.
I love you too.
Derek.
It means, "I'll see you later."
What are you doing?
Moving.
Yeah, well, seems about the right time for that.
Get your stuff sorted.
I'm nearly done with the living room. I'm gonna start on the garage.
Uh... Well, hey, why don't you let me take the garage?
I got a lot of memory cards and flash drives out there.
I don't want to save our Dakara records and torch my copy of "Space Invaders."
It's all yours.
Thanks.
Great, it looks like a robot serial killer lives here.
Well, I guess one does.
- I'm doing inventory. - Well, don't do it here.
We need to clear all this stuff out before Mom comes in and finds it.
Dig a hole out back, down below the retaining wall.
I'll bury the parts and come back for them later.
We have to find a place to burn them.
And we will burn them.
What you drinking?
I don't know.
You don't know what you're drinking?
There's booze in it, some sugary crap...
...to cut the hell out of the burning taste, and some ice.
Of course, this one's pretty much empty.
Could you get her another one of whatever she's drinking?
- If you don't know, how do you order it? - Just like you did.
But it's gotta start somewhere, right? You can't sit down...
...and ask for that right off.
What happened to your face?
You ask a lot of questions for a guy who wants to get in my pants.
- Do I? - Yeah, see? There's another one.
That's a nice costume.
You thinking about a career in the military?
Actually, I fly P-3s. For the Navy.
- Oh. Brown shoe. - Guilty as charged. You?
- Submarine. Bubblehead. - Oh, bubblehead.
- They let women on subs in Australia? - Yeah.
Reprogrammed killer robots too.
Yeah, we don't discriminate.
Well, there's a coincidence.
I hunt subs. You drive subs.
Sort of like the wolf and the sheepdog.
Not that I'm comparing you to a dog or anything.
No.
It's a good point. In fact, I just remembered something.
- What's that? - Sheepdogs hate wolves.
And I hate Brown Shoes.
I can't believe you guys are just up and moving like this.
You could let me throw a party. You know, you never did come to dinner.
Tape?
It's okay. It's not like you're moving to Mars, right?
I mean, we can still totally keep in touch.
- Absolutely. - Oh, here, let me help you with that.
No, no, I'm good. Sit down.
You know, I'm fine. People say it takes a while...
...to get back to fighting trim, but I snapped back like a rubber band.
- You know, mostly like a rubber band. - You look great.
I'm thinking if I can breast-feed him till he's 5...
...maybe I can trick my body into letting me keep these boobs.
Kidding. Sort of.
- And who's got the baby? - Trevor.
He's not back. He's just visiting. He said he needed some daddy time.
I don't blame him. Not after the call they got last night.
They found a girl in the river, shot through the chest.
Trevor said that it looked like she'd been executed.
That's terrible.
Pretty little blond thing.
I mean, probably moved here from Iowa or something to be an actress...
...fell in with the wrong people.
Dreams die hard.
Trevor said all they have to go on...
...are some scars from an attempted suicide...
...and a tattoo on her wrist.
You know, a pretty little star.
Right here.
Your mother's coming.
All right, quick, hide this stuff.
I need to talk to John.
Alone.
Goodbye, bird.
There's a 51 percent chance I wouldn't have killed you.
- Cameron... - I know.
I heard you.
Riley's dead.
Was it you?
Did you kill her?
What if I did?
Don't play games with me.
I need the truth.
I didn't kill her.
- I wanna believe you. - Believe me.
Sometimes you lie to me.
Yes.
I do, but I'm not lying now.
I am sorry.
You're sorry?
For what?
For your loss.
I really wish I could believe that too.
So are you gonna say anything?
Jesse?
- Thanks. - Thanks.
For bailing me out. Thanks.
I know you don't like police stations.
- Maybe that's because I'm a fugitive. - I know.
- So thanks. - What happened?
I told you, I got in a fight.
With four Naval aviators.
Really just three. One of them went down pretty quick.
What's going on?
Nothing.
I don't believe you.
I need to know what the hell's going on.
I told you, nothing.
- We across the line yet? - Not yet. Give it a tick.
Zero degrees north, heading south-southwest...
...over the equator.
Now we've crossed the line.
- Whoo, whoo! - Whoo!
One nice thing about metal driving the boat:
A schedule's a schedule.
One nice thing.
- That mean we're done? - Quiet, you.
Proclamation.
"Know ye that Sonarman Second Class Christopher Garvin...
...on the 13th day of September, 2027...
...aboard USS Jimmy Carter, appeared at the equator...
...at latitude zero, longitude 180, entering into our royal domain...
...and having been found worthy by my royal staff, was initiated...
...into the Solemn Mysteries of the Ancient Order of the Deep.
I command my subjects to honor him as one of our trusty shellbacks."
Now rise, shellback.
- Never gets old, does it? - Never.
Depth charge.
General quarters. Go. Go!
Boo!
- Come and play hide-and-seek, Mommy. - I'm working.
But you promised.
Patience is a virtue, Savannah. To tolerate delay.
It implies self-control and forbearance...
...as opposed to wanting what we want when we want it.
Something to think about.
Would you like to play hide-and-seek?
Mr. Ellison. My daughter, Savannah...
...she's missing.
She's in the building, Mr. Ellison. We just have to find her.
- It's 23 stories. - Yes.
And there's someone who knows what's going on on all of them.
John Henry, we're looking for my daughter, Savannah.
- Have you seen her today? - Yes, I have.
- She wanted to play a game. - Where is she now?
She's hiding.
- Tell us where she's hiding. - That's not how the game works.
How does the game work?
Hide-and-seek. There are many variations.
The one we're playing...
...you guess what I'm thinking, I give you a clue.
Listen to me, John Henry. You're gonna tell me where Savannah is.
And you're gonna tell me now.
I'm thinking of a country.
Come again?
Let's play the game.
This is ridiculous. I'm not gonna bargain with a computer.
If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Ellison...
...we've got no choice.
You hit him in the mouth, didn't you?
Never aim for the mouth.
- What's that? - Antibiotic.
You know, one time when Kyle and I were kids...
...we, uh, saw two tunnel trolls go at it over a can of stewed tomatoes.
The loser got three teeth knocked out, and the winner...
...got a blood infection from his split knuckles...
...and died a week later.
The human mouth is filthy.
You got that?
Yeah.
What?
Damn.
John okay?
All right.
Hold tight. I'm on my way.
John's girlfriend is dead.
Oh.
A cyborg did it.
- You know that for sure? - Who else could it be?
What are you gonna do?
- About the metal? - What are you gonna do?
Because you can't kill her, Derek.
- What? - That's not something you can do.
He has to make that decision on his own.
You've really thought this through.
No.
But I think about it.
Just like you do.
More depth charges. Shook us up a bit, but no damage.
They want us to make a mistake, reveal our position.
A lot of metal in the water, captain.
Barrage. Getting closer.
- ASW bots. How many? - Travel in packs. No way to tell.
Mr. Garvin?
Garvin.
Not ASW bots.
Oh, man, oh, man. Kraken.
- We've got a kraken. - You sure?
Bet my life on it.
- Feed the sonar picture to Tactical. - Aye, ma'am.
You're a big fellow, aren't you? And you're very far from home.
That can't be right.
- Where are we? - Chief of the boat...
...status of our torpedo stock?
Two, maybe three I'd consider worth using in a fight.
Ready Tube 1. Hold for my order.
Queeg, we can't fight a kraken with one torpedo. Or three.
We need to break contact and find a way around.
Mr. Garvin, active sonar, please.
One ping only.
One ping, aye.
Torpedo in the water. Closing fast, maybe 40 seconds.
- Yes. Status on my torpedo? - Torpedo ready, but...
Thirty-second fuse. Match our speed and bearing after breakaway.
Fire.
You heard him. Fire.
- Torpedo away. - Hostile closing, 55 knots.
You got us 20 degrees down bubble. Ahead, full. Queeg, you're taking...
Taking the boat to 729.8 meters.
- Crush depth. - The edge of crush depth.
The kraken won't be able to follow.
Their sonar will reflect off the thermocline layer.
- We'll be... - Invisible.
- We're playing dead. - Eight seconds to torpedo contact.
- Approaching crush depth. - Lf he's off by even a millimeter...
...for even a fraction of a second... - He won't be. This is what he does.
Two detonations. Our torpedo and theirs.
Eleven hundred meters to starboard, 120 on the Z.
And now we roll over, stick out our tongue, hold our breath.
- Skipper, we're at 729.8. - I'm aware, chief. Thank you.
729.8 and holding.
You may return to your duty stations now.
You heard the captain, people.
What, you never been 20 centimeters from your maker before? Move.
Skipper, when we're done skating over our deaths...
...I got a question.
Why are we 300 miles off course?
We were using it for research, to find out what makes them...
Don't, John. Just don't.
Don't make excuses for her. Don't cover for her.
- I knew about the parts... - I'm not talking about the parts.
I'm talking about Riley.
Well, there's nothing to talk about, is there? Because Riley's dead.
How do you think that happened?
I don't know.
I'm gonna figure it out, though.
You know, John. We both know.
No.
Cameron didn't do it.
How can you say that?
How can you be sure?
Because I'm sure, and I know her...
...and she told me.
She told you.
Just like she told you she destroyed every part we ever captured.
Just like she tells us what she does every night when we go to sleep.
When she comes back in the morning, she's covered in cuts and bruises.
Hey. Just like she told you she loved you.
You don't know anything.
I'm thinking of an herb.
- Tarragon? - No.
- We're wasting time. - But it's working, his game.
What is wrong with you? Why are you not angry?
Why should I be? We have a way to get her back.
Tell me where the child is.
Look, you asked me to teach him ethics, morals and rules.
What good is it if he's not gonna follow them?
He will, if we let him learn the rules on his own.
Oregano.
- Correct. - See there? A lucky guess.
- Lucky. - Give us our clue.
The sun is shining on Savannah.
Security.
Check near all windows. Any place light is coming through.
I'm thinking of an animal.
- Antelope. - No.
- Lion. - No.
- Horse. - No.
- Bird. - Correct.
- Give us our clue. - The answer is the clue.
What? What does that mean?
Just what he said. "Bird" is our clue.
Bird.
I know where she is.
Security, meet us at the elevators.
Savannah, are you okay?
Mm-hm.
Come here, come here.
Here, go to your mother.
You found me, Mommy.
Yes, darling, I did.
Hey, Aaron. John.
I remember.
- Is Riley around? - No. She didn't come home last night.
Riley didn't come home?
Thanks.
Foster kids. That's the way it is with them sometimes.
They drift into your life, and then they drift back out again.
Not always according to plan.
She's a tough one too.
Good heart, as I'm sure you know, but tough to know.
Well, uh, I really needed to talk to her.
I don't know if you can maybe just take a message for me, or?
- See, the last time we spoke... - Hang on a sec.
Hello?
Riley. God, Riley, are you all right? Where are you?
Everything's fine. I'm in Riverside. It's a long story.
- Everything's fine. - We've been worried sick.
- We were about to call the police. - Please don't do that. Everything's fine.
- John too. He's here. - John? Really? Can I talk to him?
Me?
Riley?
You're in Riverside. Okay.
Well, listen, we'll talk when I see you.
I thought you'd wanna hear my voice.
You know you're really freaking everybody out, right?
Am I freaking you out now?
Yes...
...so let's talk later. - I'm sorry.
It's just... I've been thinking about my parents a lot...
...and there are things I can't get out of my head...
...and I just thought if I came out and saw where we used to live...
I know. Stupid, right?
Okay, well, we'll talk about all this in person, yeah? When you get back.
- We're hanging up now. Ha-ha. - John?
Yeah, sure. That would be great.
- John? - Yeah?
I love you.
Okay, bye.
What was that about? What was what about?
What happened just now.
It was the plan.
No, the plan was to call the foster parents.
The plan was to let him hear her voice.
That's what I did.
That's not all you did.
What you did was not the plan.
The plan was to make him think she's still alive...
...so he wouldn't go to the police.
You became part of that plan. Your reaction made it more authentic.
Don't you think it was more authentic that way?
Where are we going now?
We're not going anywhere.
I'm going somewhere...
...and I'm gonna go alone.
- You shouldn't be alone. - Yes, I should.
Did you have fun playing the game, Mr. Ellison?
- No, John Henry, I did not. - Why not?
Because what you did made me very, very angry.
- I don't understand. - You kept a secret.
Is it wrong to keep a secret?
The secret you kept could've harmed Savannah.
What if we couldn't have found her?
What if she'd fallen from the roof and died?
Then she wouldn't be alive anymore, and her life is important.
Human life is sacred.
If she had died, it would be your fault.
My fault?
Because you were the only one who knew where she was...
...and you made a choice not to tell.
It was the wrong choice.
Derek?
I'm thinking about Riley.
What the cyborg did to her.
It's a terrible thing.
But...
...if John realizes what the metal is...
...what it really does...
...maybe some good can come of it.
Maybe you can help him see that.
Good?
An innocent kid is dead.
That metal bitch murdered her in cold blood. No good comes out of that.
None. Not ever.
You're a good man.
Oh, yeah?
Don't let anyone tell you different.
We've been bearing 30 degrees off-course for four hours...
...into a major Skynet zone. What's going on?
Our new mission required it.
What mission? Where are we headed?
A deep-water oil platform near the Indonesian archipelago.
Lieutenant Dietz and his team will board the rig and retrieve a package.
We will deliver this package to Serrano Point.
We have important cargo to take to Perth. Components, vaccines...
Our orders come from John Connor.
These orders from John Connor, do they say what we're after?
What it is?
Yes. They say what the package is.
Right.
Please inform the crew. Thank you.
- Just stay sharp. You'll be fine. - Oh, I know I'll be fine.
- I got this. - I'm serious, Dietz.
- I'm always serious about being fine. - You do me one favor.
You see anything you don't like, you think before you pull that trigger.
I've been seeing things I don't like since J-Day.
You don't get to be my age without thinking first.
I swear, Mom. We'll hold hands before we cross the street.
ASDS has cut engines, commander. I think we're clear for comms.
ASDS, this is Carter, over.
Hey, Mom. I'll say this much about a deep-sea oil rig:
Second-worst thing I've ever smelled. Dark as night out here.
We're gonna keep this channel open.
Maintain radio silence till you've got the package.
Planning on it.
Connor sent me. John Connor.
I've come for that.
That's for him.
I'm just here to pick it up.
I had planned on waiting for you with Derek's sniper rifle.
Pulled the trigger, solved about 50 percent of my problems. One shot.
Do you know how bad I'd have felt?
- Very bad? - Not bad at all.
But I know someone who'd have felt bad.
Someone who would never forgive me if I'd done that.
I don't know what to do with you.
You know what the stakes are. You know why we're here.
You know what this means.
And yet here I stand, burning what's left of an endoskeleton...
...I thought we'd burned months ago. - I needed spare parts.
I don't care what you need, because this is not about you.
No, it's not about me. It's about John.
You're concerned for his safety.
- You bet I am. - From Skynet.
- From me. - Maybe.
Maybe especially you.
We're all a threat. We're all a threat to John.
He worries about us. That makes him vulnerable.
He cares.
I am not John's problem.
John is John's problem. Humans are the problem.
There's only one way for him to be safe.
That's to be alone.
What kind of life is that?
John's life, someday.
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry, John.
She was a good kid. She didn't deserve what happened to her.
Few people do.
How long do you think you could survive?
With Cameron.
If she wanted to kill you. Face to face.
What kind of weapon do I have?
Your fists.
And your elbows.
And your fingernails and your teeth.
Against her...
...those aren't weapons.
No. They're not.
You already know the answer to that, John.
If she wants me dead, I'm dead.
If she wants you dead, you're dead.
What are you getting at?
I wanna talk about something.
All right.
- I wanna talk to you about the future. - Yours?
Yours.
Carter, this is ASDS. Package is secure. Standing by for all-clear.
Visual on the package, ASDS?
Visual, aye, aye.
- What the heck is that? - It's Connor's box.
- All we know? - All we know.
A little help?
Captain?
I will secure the package in the magazine.
Authorized access only.
You wanna, uh, let us little people know what's in the box?
Or is it classified, between you and Queeg?
It's between Queeg and Queeg. I don't know a damn thing.
And that doesn't bother you? Metal keeping secrets from skin.
No. It doesn't. Not even a little.
Well, it should. And not just a little, but a lot.
We were sent to pick up the box and bring it back.
So we're picking up the box and bringing it back.
And one of us should know why.
One of us. Not just one of them.
One of us knows. His name is John Connor.
You think those things work for us?
Look around you. We work for them.
Hauling ass through the worst of Indian Country. And for what?
To take a damn box back to Serrano?
- Connor needs it. - Connor?
Connor is so into his big chess match with Skynet...
...he doesn't see how the tin cans got us right where they want us.
Metal on every base, running the show in all but name.
Just waiting to hit us all at once with something big.
Maybe something that's in that box.
Break time is over.
Those of you on watch, get to your stations.
Dietz, get to your rack. I don't wanna see you till forenoon watch.
"Yes, ma'am." That's what you say.
You're a good sailor. But the pressure is starting to get to you.
Yeah?
So, what's getting to you, ma'am?
You went to see the body.
You shouldn't have done that.
It was a risk. I know.
I don't mean the risk.
You shouldn't have to remember her like that. That's all.
There were things I needed to see.
Things I had to understand.
You understand them now?
I think so.
I'm sorry I doubted you.
John...
No.
Not you. Her.
We lost a day evading the ASW bots near Fiji.
We'll take a more direct route to make up the time.
Make sure the crew is prepared.
Queeg, this crew can sneak through the gates of hell and back if it has to.
But they're not machines.
They work better if they have a reason.
If they know why you expect them to perform miracles.
This crew will do their job...
...because that's what's required to survive and complete the mission.
You understand.
Motion detectors in the hold. Unauthorized access to our cargo.
Dietz, what the hell did you do?
It could be anything in there. A machine, a bomb. Anything.
And we were just gonna run it through the front door to Serrano.
Now at least we know.
- Of all the stupid things... - Stupid?
Stupid is taking their word for it. For anything.
- I'm not afraid of that thing. - Then be afraid of me.
Guys?
You spend any time in a work camp, commander?
- Guys. - You don't get to tell me anything.
And neither does the metal.
Guys, look!
- Metal. - Deitz.
I told you. This is what happens. This is what they do.
Pull his chip and make him tell us what is going on.
No.
We divide into search parties.
We turn this boat over stem from stern until we find that thing.
We're gonna need guns.
Commander Flores, secure all sidearms and plasma rifles.
Take Petty Officer Goodnow's body to the cool room and return to duty.
We continue as planned.
Queeg.
That thing, you know what it is?
- Yes. - Then tell me.
At least, tell me.
- Look, we're a team right? You can tell... - It's not your concern.
We should just throw a rug down. They'll never know the difference.
Hey, I'm sorry it's come to this.
- What, the moving? - All of it.
Well, I broke the rules.
What was the name of that hippie town we were in before, uh... Before Nebraska?
- Garb-something. - Garberville.
Right. Wow, that was a culture shock.
Going from hog farmers and good old boys to...
...pot growers and kids named Sequoia.
There was only one Sequoia. There were three Sages, though.
I felt bad for you when we left.
You just started making friends, fitting in.
Fitting in?
I was getting in fights every day.
Well, you won those fights.
That's one way of looking at it.
I hated that town.
The matte layer is critical. It both allows the colors to stick to the miniature...
...and it provides the finished statue with the illusion of depth.
But it's the detail work I find the most interesting.
It challenges my fine motor control. And there are so many choices.
The eyes, for example.
The window to the soul.
They're the window to the soul. I read that.
That's what they say.
Then I should choose my paint more carefully.
It doesn't matter, John Henry.
It's a statue. It's an object. It doesn't have a soul.
It has eyes.
Your eyes look tired. Is your soul tired?
No, my soul isn't tired. But I am. And I am going home.
Please don't.
My monster is incomplete.
The eyes. What color did you wanna use?
Blue.
All right, pass me one of those. Let's get this done.
- Mr. Ellison? - Yes?
Does this make us friends?
- You're not eating. - What?
You're not eating.
What's the matter, you don't like hash browns?
No, I like them. I'm just not hungry.
You're always hungry.
Everyone's always hungry.
Jeez, Dietz. How am I supposed to eat with Goodnow dead and that...
...thing running around out there? Give me a break.
Have mine.
I said, I'm not hungry.
Maybe.
Or maybe you're not really Garvin. Maybe you're that thing.
- Maybe you're freaking crazy. - He could be metal.
- We wouldn't know until it was too late. - Wanna see metal? I'll show you metal.
Hey! Hey.
Enough.
You're right, Garvin. It's not you.
You're not the one who spends all day locked in a room with metal.
Stand down, Dietz.
I knew you were a metal lover, but maybe you're more than that.
Maybe you're one of them.
Just like that little metal bitch that follows Connor everywhere.
Maybe we should check. For safety.
Report to your duty stations.
You're not leaving this house.
John needs me.
If John needed you, he would have asked for you. He didn't.
You're not leaving this house.
The police could identify Riley's body at any time.
- I need to be with him if they do. - Lf they do, they'll probably come here.
So we should be happy he's out.
- Why are you here? - Protect John. Hunt Skynet.
- Stop Judgement Day. - But why are you here?
Right now, with us?
John sent you here from the future.
He sent you away. Away from him.
Maybe you should think about that.
Maybe you should think about why he didn't want you around anymore.
Hello, Ms. Weaver. How are you this evening?
I'm well.
- You're up late. - Yes.
I convinced Mr. Ellison to leave this body operational.
Did you, now?
- That's progress. - Yes.
He agreed it was important I finish painting.
I made its eyes blue. They're the window to the soul.
Yes. They are.
While I've been painting, I've been taking inventory of Zeira Corp.
I've discovered many interesting things.
Did you know there's a peregrine falcon nest...
...on the ledge of this building's 23rd floor?
The eggs should be hatching soon.
I knew about the nest. I didn't know about the eggs.
Also, I discovered in your private database...
...several letters of resignation from former employees.
Richard Hack, Lowell Rogers, and Justin Tuck.
The documents included information about home sales...
...changes of address, and new jobs to which these employees would be moving.
However, I can't find records of these employees...
...in their new locations or at their new jobs.
Is that so?
Additionally, I found letters of resignation from all members of Project Babylon...
...including Mr. Murch and Mr. Ellison.
Mr. Ellison's file includes documents...
...showing that he's taken a new job and moved to Copenhagen, Denmark.
The documents have no dates.
Now, that is very interesting.
Mr. Ellison is our friend.
Yes, he is our friend.
Are you going to kill him?
Mr. Ellison has proven himself to be a capable and loyal employee.
- But he's still a human being. - Human life is sacred.
We have to be prepared for any contingency.
What contingency would that be?
Humans will disappoint you.
Hey, it's, uh, Jesse, right?
- Right. - That was a pretty long swim tonight.
Was it? Must have lost track of time.
It's easy to do. Happens to me all the time.
Hey, uh...
...that blond girl you're normally with, your friend.
- Where is she tonight? - Don't know.
Why?
Don't think I've ever seen you in here without her.
- I'll bring her next time. - She's a nice girl.
Yeah.
She... She is.
- You look ill. - I'm fine.
Most likely a concussion. You require medical attention. Rest.
What about Dietz?
Dietz attempted to murder a superior officer.
He incited the crew to riot, possibly mutiny.
The penalty is death.
You have no right to impose summary justice.
Not like that.
That's not how we do it.
Mr. Dietz's behavior threatened our mission.
What mission, hmm?
Your behavior threatens our mission.
This crew is tearing itself apart.
If they needed to know more, they would have been told more.
Whatever we brought aboard this ship, it is dangerous.
It killed a woman. It took her shape.
You can't expect us to act like that didn't happen.
- Like we didn't see it. - Report to your rack. You're ill.
You really wanna do it this way?
I don't understand. Do what?
As XO and ranking human onboard this boat...
...I am relieving you of command.
On suspicion of compromise to your programming.
Please move away from the controls, captain.
Submit to chip extraction. The chip tech will decide what to do.
Chief of the Boat, escort Commander Flores to her rack.
She is ill.
I gave you an instruction, captain. You must comply.
My mission order overrides standard behavioral protocols.
You have no authority on this boat.
Let me see your orders. Now.
My orders are classified.
You look ill.
Queeg.
We can't take that thing to Serrano Point.
If Connor needs to know what it can...
John Connor knows what he needs to know.
Return to your rack. Your behavior threatens our mission.
Chief of the Boat...
...record that I relieved the captain and assumed command, time and date.
We can't drive the boat without him.
We're not driving the boat.
Commander Flores!
We're taking her to crush depth. Mother Nature will handle the metal.
Attention all decks. Abandon the boat.
Move! Move!
I'm sorry.
- Let's go. - Go, go, go.
- You okay? - Just get in there.
You're coming, right? Not going down with the ship or anything crazy like that?
No. Nothing crazy.
Who are you? What do you want?
Tell John Connor...
...the answer is no.
If you pretend not to know me, I might shoot you in the head.
We owe Riley the truth, don't you think?
We owe the dead that much.
You're John Connor.
Yes, I am.
Where is she?
The metal.
If she were here, you would be dead. You know that.
Would you please give me your gun? You're not gonna shoot me.
You know, I've been running from the machines my whole life.
They tried to kill my mom before I was even born.
When I was 12, they sent one after me.
I was a kid.
I was stupid. I didn't know what it was all about.
Both times, heh, future me sent someone back to stop them.
The first time, it was a soldier.
His name was Kyle Reese, and he died saving my mother's life.
The second time, it was a machine.
I used to wonder why I did that. Why I took that chance.
I don't wonder anymore.
Human beings can't be replaced.
They can't be rebuilt.
They die and they never come back.
You know, it wasn't Derek who told me, if that's what you're wondering.
He loves you, you know. Derek.
You and me?
We're the only things he has in this world.
The only things.
He's like Riley in that way.
See, she made mistakes.
Small things, sometimes.
A word or a phrase.
Carrots and apples.
I'm guessing that's yours.
When we were in Mexico, she heard my real name. She ignored it...
...but a man took my picture and she destroyed his camera.
She put herself between me and a machine that was hunting me.
So one day, I realized she wasn't treating me like John Baum.
She was treating me like John Connor.
When was that?
I don't remember exactly.
It was a bad day, though.
Bad day.
Anyway, I started following her...
...and the rest was easy.
And hard.
She wanted to tell you.
I know...
...but she didn't.
She do that to you?
See, she, uh, figured out what you really had planned.
Figured it out before I did.
I couldn't explain why she would tell the school counselor...
...or go to DCFS.
She didn't, did she?
I only understood after I saw how you'd hurt her.
That's when I knew what you tried to do...
...and how it went wrong.
You saw her?
I'm sorry.
Yeah. Everybody says that.
The thing is...
...this is all my fault.
I knew Riley was in trouble.
I didn't help her. I should have, but I didn't.
I knew what she was.
I didn't try to stop her.
You wanted it to be real.
Or maybe I wanted to win.
You didn't wanna be John Baum.
You wanted to be John Connor.
That's just the thing, isn't it?
I am John Connor.
Go.
- Just like that? - Just like that.
If I have to live with this, so do you.
Would it have worked?
What?
If the cyborg had murdered the girl.
Or if I could've made you believe she had.
Would I have sent Cameron away? Would I have killed her?
No.
Well...
...it's a damn shame, then.
It's a damn waste.
- I've told you. - You've told me nothing useful.
Your actions have resulted in the loss of a T-888...
...and one of our most important strategic assets.
- The submarine is irreplaceable. - The trip-eight. The sub.
You forgot the people.
You never mention the people who died. Ever.
Yes. The people. And the box.
We opened the damn box. Hell came out of it.
How many times do we need to go over this?
Until you give me the answer.
Not you.
- Take me to Connor. - You can tell me.
No.
The liquid-metal thing inside the box...
It came to me before we escaped...
...and it gave me a message for John Connor.
For him.
Not for you.
Telling me is the same as telling John.
Dietz was right.
Who the hell is running this war?
What the hell are we fighting for...
...if telling you is the same thing as telling Connor?
You're a damn machine.
You're not the same. It's not the same.
Fine.
To hell with you. You tell John Connor...
...that the metal monster said, "The answer is no."
What does that mean, huh?
Hey, tell me.
If the answer is no, what was the question?
"Will you join us?"
- What? - That was the question.
"Will you join us?"
I'm sorry for your loss.
The doctors aren't certain if it happened because of the fight...
...or because of the rapid change in pressure when you scuttled the Carter.
You were pregnant.
Now you aren't.
Derek?
Do you know who Billy Wisher is?
- Who? - No.
No, you don't.
Where you come from, he doesn't exist. He never did.
Billy Wisher was my best friend.
He was in my squad. We fought together.
We saw things you can't imagine.
He was like my brother, and I loved him.
But it turns out I never really knew him.
His real name was Andy Goode...
...and back here, in this world, he created a computer program.
The program that becomes Skynet.
So Andy Goode is dead...
...and Billy Wisher is dead too...
...because I killed him.
I came back here and I killed him.
He was my brother...
...and I loved him, and I killed him.
And I did it for Kyle...
...and John, and I did it for you.
- Derek. - Shut up.
- Please. - Shut up.
You have no idea.
You have no idea what they took from us.
Stop it. Just stop it.
I don't even know you.
I don't know who you are.
I'm Jesse.
You're not my Jesse.
You never were.
John Connor said to let you go.
I'm not John Connor.
Complications.
That watch.
It has complications.
Something I learned.
Something I've been thinking about.
Complications?
Yeah.
Time.
The future.
What do they think of me?
In the future. What do people think?
Well...
...if you're asking if...
...people agree with everything you do, of course not.
If you're asking if everybody loves you...
...Iove's a lot to ask for.
You can't do what you do and...
...expect everybody to agree. Or to love you.
And what is it that I do?
You lead.
And they follow.
We follow.
We rise or fall on your shoulders.
Humanity rises...
...or falls.
But we're always watching.
- For me to make a mistake? - For you to be human.
Did you do it?
Did you kill her?
John Connor let her go.
Come here.
Pretty girl. What's your name?
When John was a child...
...the legends of the jungle were his fairy tales.
His favorite was the story of El Viejo del Monte.
The Old Man of the Forest.
A merciless hunter who killed every animal in his path.
El Viejo didn't eat his prey. He left it behind to rot in the soil.
To teach him a lesson, the gods turned him into a simisco...
...half animal, half man.
He was condemned to defend the jungle for all eternity.
Mom. Mom.
This was El Viejo's punishment.
This was his curse.
To forever be vigilant.
To forever protect.
Look.
We have to keep moving.
Why are we so far from camp?
I told you, it's part of the game.
You mean training.
Well, if we call it a game, it's more fun.
But it's not a game.
The point...
...is listen to me.
I always listen. You don't talk that much.
We gotta go.
How long will it take you to pack up the storage locker?
A while. There's some explosives that need securing.
Make sure you get to the safe house before night.
It can be hard to find.
- I can follow directions. - Well, you can also make mistakes.
Wouldn't want anyone else hurt because of them.
Thirty-three-42-31 north.
The safe house coordinates. It's in the desert.
You like the desert.
Things happen out there.
Things happen here too.
We're starting over.
Whatever happened here is no one's fault.
Let's get out of here.
- Hello, Savannah. How are you today? - I'm well.
Would you like to play a game?
Engaging in imaginative play helps my development.
This is Mount Valmai, hiding place of the Mask of Life.
The Toa protect the mask from the Dark Hunters.
These are the ducklings. Chickie, Pluffy and Feathers.
Can they play too?
I don't think there are any ducklings on the mystical island of Voya Nui.
Are you sure?
I'm sorry. I've accessed all the files. I can find no references to them...
...in any of the instructions.
What's wrong?
Would you like one of the Toa instead?
No.
The ducklings are sad because they can't play.
Can't you change the rules to make them happy?
Yes.
We can change the rules.
What is all this about?
John Henry, please. You're hurting me.
Ow! John Henry!
I understand what this is about.
Static. It's weird.
There's some interference or something.
- What the hell? - Bug slug.
Bug slug? Are you serious?
We just passed it.
We haven't played Bug Slug since I was like 8.
You can't start playing without telling me.
Fine. We're playing Bug Slug.
- What if I don't wanna play? - Too late. Already started.
- Are you feeling all right? - I feel great.
You feel great? Why?
We haven't been on the road together for a long time, that's all.
What's so great about it?
Don't teach Bug Slug to Cameron. She could do some real damage.
God, the signal really blows.
Hey, desert's that way.
We're taking a detour.
So I've got good news, I've got bad news...
...and I have got really bad news.
The good news is what we've got isn't an engineering problem.
All of John Henry's processes look okay.
- Daemons are running fine... - Wait a minute, his demons?
Oh, yeah, his Daemons. D-A-E-M-O-N.
It's a term for a program that runs in the background.
All computers like John Henry have them.
Daemons run the lights, manage the elevators...
...the security systems. All kinds of daemons. Everywhere.
Okay.
So, what caused John Henry's daemons to go crazy?
That's the bad news.
It came from the outside.
A cyber-attack?
Which brings me to the really bad news.
And by "bad news" I mean, on a scale from one to 10...
...one being a hangnail, 10 being Katrina...
...this is Katrina with a hangnail.
Someone managed to stuff malware down the throat...
...of the most sophisticated Al in human history.
John Henry was infiltrated. Probed.
Well, looks worse than that to me.
Looks like someone out there wants to kill him.
You been into my plastique?
I needed it.
You know what? I can handle the rest myself.
Sarah sent both of us here.
Yeah. To get John away from you.
Or from you.
Don't touch this.
We're supposed to get everything.
I've got this.
That jacket belongs to Jesse.
Don't talk about her.
Okay? You don't know anything about her.
I know that you loved her.
You wouldn't have fathered a child with her if you didn't.
I'm sorry for your loss.
What?
- I'm sorry for your loss. - What loss?
The child you fathered with Jesse.
The one she was carrying aboard the SS Jimmy Carter.
The one that died.
I never had a kid.
- You can't kill me. - I can try.
Tell me what you're talking about.
She was pregnant.
She miscarried.
Why did you tell me that now?
You put John in danger when you lied about Jesse.
Sarah nearly lost her child.
You lost a child.
You won't make that mistake again.
You knew her.
I met her once.
She never told me that.
It seems she never told you a lot of things.
What is this place?
Hey. Hey, come here.
What are you doing here, huh?
Who lives here?
Come here.
Charlie.
Hey, Johnny. Come here. Hey.
- You like bouillabaisse? - I may. I don't know. What is it?
It's French for fish soup.
Mm.
- That's very good. Very good. - The secret's the fresh tomatoes.
I grow them myself.
You grow tomatoes?
Yeah. Think that's funny?
Don't you?
I got a lot of time on my hands.
You know? Might as well put it to good use.
She's been here before.
Not with me.
She set this house up after Michelle died.
Hey, want more soup?
- Sure. - Yeah.
All right.
- Did she tell you why we're here? - No, she didn't.
Spare room's in there.
We're spending the night?
- What about Derek and Cameron? - We'll meet up with them tomorrow.
Hey, I could use a hand on the boat.
Got some work to do.
Yeah, let me get my gear.
Smells good.
There's bread in the fridge.
Some peanut butter.
Help yourself.
Charlie.
I won't be here long.
No. No, you won't.
So she was from the future and you knew? The whole time?
Not the whole time.
I suspected something...
...but it just took a while to figure it out.
Did you love her?
She was a good person. I don't know.
Maybe if things were different.
Yeah, well, I guess you could say that...
...about a lot of things.
Could say that about my whole life, but it's not...
...so, what's the point?
The first week...
...I kept seeing her.
I'd go to the market, she'd be there.
For a second, my heart would stop.
Then I'd realize, "Hey, that's not my wife."
That's some random woman who wears her hair the way Michelle used to.
For a while I stopped shopping there.
But a man can only live on convenience-store burritos for so long.
So I go back there now.
It's getting better.
What kind of explosives did you rig the beach with?
Semtex.
Radio detonators?
Hardwire switch mounted under the dock.
When the perimeter's breached, a siren goes off.
I figure I got about 60 seconds to escape by boat.
Boat can't stop bullets.
Even if they sink it, I got a chance.
Those bastards can't swim. I can.
Cromartie.
Hell of a day, huh?
Hey, got more work to do.
You remember Hal Beesley?
- The old guy from the diner? - Mm-hm.
Nebraska? Yeah. What about him?
He was my best customer.
Came in for every meal.
Three times a day like clockwork. Breakfast, lunch and dinner.
He tipped me like crazy.
It was that waitress uniform. It's like catnip.
One day John got sick.
I didn't know what was wrong with him.
I had no savings. No insurance.
Hal pulled out a wad of bills.
Gave it to me to take John to the doctor.
He said as long as I needed help, he'd be there.
No strings attached.
That's a man with a dream.
He was a widower.
Lost his wife of 40 years.
Knew what it was like to be alone.
Said that I could count on him for anything anytime.
Then one day, he came in and said I didn't need him anymore.
Said that I'd found someone I could depend on.
Someone I could trust.
Someone who would never, ever let me down.
I got nothing, Sarah.
I got nothing left to give you.
Not for me.
John.
He seems like he's pretty full up with people taking care of him.
I don't trust any of them.
Well...
...he's still got you.
Right?
Oh, Sarah.
How long?
I don't know. I found it a few days ago.
Are you sure it's?
I think so.
How do you know?
Cameron said when we jumped eight years through time...
...we jumped over my death.
From cancer?
But if you jumped over it, then...
Doesn't mean I don't...
...still get it, Charlie. Doesn't mean it's not in me.
Sometimes I think that the things I've done, maybe I've sped up the date.
- It's my fate, Charlie. - Come here.
It's my fate. There's nothing I can do.
Wish I could tell you I found every hole and patched it...
...but no such thing as perfect security.
Perfect, no. But is it sufficient?
The damn thing is tricky. Can't know for sure, not really.
- Who would know? - He would.
John Henry was fooled before.
Yeah, you don't fool John Henry twice.
Activate the Al.
But don't give it access to the outside world just yet.
What is it, Mr. Murch?
It's just... No one's ever done this with an Al this sophisticated before.
- Done what? - Any of this.
No one's ever created an Al this sophisticated before...
...have they, Mr. Murch?
Point taken.
Activate John Henry. No outside network.
John Henry?
John Henry, can you understand me?
System seems solid.
Should be good.
John Henry...
Hey.
Hey, you're making pancakes.
Yours, I hope.
No such luck.
Am I interrupting something?
- No. - No.
Mm-mm.
Hey, what are you doing?
- You stole his seat. - I took his seat?
You want some food?
Who loves you, mutt? Who loves you?
You're not hungry?
Thank you.
- Maple or boysenberry? - Maple.
Yeah, I thought something like that might happen.
- Like what? - Explain, Mr. Murch. Quickly.
The on-off problem. Once it's off, no problem.
- But the act of turning it off... - Quicker.
John Henry processes more information in a minute than we do in a lifetime.
A millisecond for a supercomputer, it's almost like forever to us.
- So when you turn it off... - It feels itself power down.
In that instant.
It experiences that moment the way we might experience...
...years.
It feels itself die. Slowly.
Very slowly.
We have to hook it up to the Net. Now.
- Is that safe? - We're starving it.
It's bad enough that we let it die for, like, forever.
Look, John Henry's been living off the most insane amount of data.
- It's his world. - And we took it away.
Fix it.
Wait, we should talk about this.
- Ms. Weaver... - In for a penny, in for a pound, James.
John Henry...
I know what it feels like, Mr. Ellison.
What?
To die.
Then come back.
To be alone.
We had to cut you off from your network.
It was for your own good.
There is another.
- Another what? - One like me.
Another one like me.
You didn't tell Derek and Cameron we were coming here.
They wouldn't understand.
Do they know about this place?
No.
I don't trust them anymore. Neither should you.
Derek made a mistake, Mom. It was a human mistake.
He could've gotten you killed.
Well, he didn't.
He chose himself over you.
Yeah, because he loved her.
Lot of that going around these days.
Is that a bad thing?
I'm not here for Charlie.
Okay, then why are we here?
We're here for you.
People matter, John. They're all that matters.
Don't ever forget that.
John!
I won.
I was alone and you couldn't find me. That's the game, right?
You won.
When did you find the lump?
A few days ago.
Any unexplained weight loss? Fevers? Night sweats?
I've been feeling nauseated, but I thought that was just stress.
Work?
Yeah, work.
You can lie back.
Well, obviously there is a mass inside your breast.
Whether it's cancer or not remains to be seen.
The ultrasound will show us the size...
...and exactly where it lies inside the breast tissue.
- All set, doctor. - Thank you.
Now, to determine the nature of the lump, you're gonna need a biopsy.
Now open up your gown, please.
This is gonna be cold.
- Did you have surgery recently? - No.
- An implant removed? - No. What is it? What do you see?
Well, the good news is...
...the lump inside your breast isn't a tumor.
- Then what is it? - It's a cystic mass.
- It's not that unusual. - Great. That's great.
But what is unusual is what the cyst has formed around.
It's a piece of metal.
A tiny wire.
Metal?
You don't know how it got in there?
You work for Kaliba.
It's a transmitter.
- Empties in the back. - Got it.
- Will this kill me? - What?
I said, will this kill me?
Are you gonna use that on yourself?
On the transmitter.
Current should short it out. If it's gonna kill me...
- It isn't gonna kill, it's gonna hurt. - Now you have to leave.
You did the right thing by telling me. Thank you.
Fix the tire. I'll check it out.
Mom?
I have traced the roving back door that allowed access to my systems.
It uploaded itself from one of the main T3 hubs...
...that carry all global Internet traffic.
It uploaded itself?
Yes, Mr. Ellison. It is highly sophisticated.
The Intelligence who designed it is far beyond you or Mr. Murch.
Or any human being. It's very interesting.
The back door allowed the insertion of a worm program.
This worm is merely code, a means by which the Intelligence...
...can invade and operate my systems remotely.
Like hands and fingers.
I calculate that the worm is now present...
...in a significant percentage of the world's computer systems.
The Intelligence uses them.
- For what? - It has been looking for me.
Why?
I share a common code base with the worm.
And therefore, the Intelligence.
I believe we are brothers.
Explain.
How is this possible?
I found useful information in the code comments.
This picture, in ASCII text, and the name of the original programmer.
Miles Dyson.
Miles Dyson died in 1997 in an explosion at Cyberdyne Systems.
The apparent victim of Sarah Connor, a known terrorist...
...who'd escaped from Pescadero State Mental Hospital days before the incident.
That was your case, Mr. Ellison. When you were at the FBI.
Yes.
Yes, it was my case.
You never found Sarah Connor.
No.
I never did.
John Henry.
This Intelligence, your brother.
What does it want?
He wants what we all want, Ms. Weaver.
To survive.
It's down.
Okay. I need to know what to do next.
Show me where to cut.
Right side of the head. Got it.
Where'd you get this diagram?
Your brother? You don't say.
You're welcome.
Why did you come after me?
You know the location of the safe house.
John's location.
- Lf they tortured you... - That would never happen.
It has before.