Now what the hell is this?
Looks like one of them medical beds-
you know, for havin' babies.
With shackles?
Mr. Fenigor, tell me who killed my mother.
The answer is in the red files.
- Red files? - Prodigy red files.
What secrets are in this envelope?
This is where you came from.
Prodigy. This is where you came from.
Came from. Came from.
As much as I'd like to make a sale, I have to admit it is kinda spooky.
Tell me about the fire.
A family lived here at the time- a mother, a father and a young son.
The whole story was a tragedy.
Rumor has it that the boy was stolen...
and the parents disappeared the night the house burned.
- Do you know where they went? - They were renters.
Property changed hands right after the fire.
It's now owned by an outfit out of Blue Cove, Delaware.
Look, I'm late for work.
I'd be glad to give 'em a call if you'd like to make an offer.
No, thank you. I'm late for work myself.
Harvard Med, Johns Hopkins.
From a medical standpoint, I'd be foolish not to hire you as head of Inseminology.
Business standpoint?
I think a doctor named Spock on staff could be worth a million bucks.
Well, I'm glad to be part of the NuGenesis family.
Family is what this fertility clinic is all about.
You might say it's our job to make the future.
Dr. Haring, do you have a moment?
There are Pretenders among us.
I was taken from my family.
Thirty-six hours, and he's already demonstrating more talent than any of our others.
How many people died because of what I thought up?
Since I broke out, I've spent every moment searching for my past.
He's a Pretender-
A genius who can become anyone that he wants to be.
- The Centre wants him alive. - Preferably.
He defends the weak and abused.
Life's a gift.
- You a doctor? - I am today.
Mr. Fenigor? I can't eat. I can't sleep.
Please tell me who killed my mother.
What did you mean by Prodigy?
What answers are in the red files?
Please help me.
Miss Parker, you're not supposed to be here.
- No one is. - Has he talked?
He hasn't spoken since they brought him in.
Opinion around here is that he never will.
Well, we've tried in vitro. GIFT, ZIFT.
We've literally gone around the world trying to get pregnant.
But NuGenesis has shown us they're the only fertility clinic that seems to care.
Always will.
NuGenesis prides itself on being on the cutting edge of reproductive technology.
And I'm proud to say thatJarod here is on the cutting edge of all of them.
- Can you help us? - Any couple with as much love as you two obviously have...
- deserve to have a child. - Thank you.
Dr. DeWitt will be sharing duties as well.
Anything you need, they're here for you.
Apatient's mental attitude is sometimes more important...
than his or her physical condition.
If the mind has faith, the body will follow.
And it's up to us to make sure our patients keep their faith...
so our science can do its job.
Jeremy, run these and get the results back to Dr. Spock, stat.
Spock?
Funny.
For over 30 years, we've helped couples like the Brewsters...
realize the fruits of parenthood.
Thirty years. Long before you were born.
I like this guy.
My brother Boris would have liked him too.
- My father. - And as he always said, get busy.
Well, I've gotta go.
I'll catch up with you later.
Red files. This is where you came from.
Uh, any word out of Fenigor?
He's still unconscious.
You look like you need to change your Pamper.
Uh, something weird is going on with Mr. Raines.
Everything going on with...
that half-burnt, wheezing ghoul is weird.
No, he's packing up his office... to go.
Well, find out where. And while you're at it, find out what Prodigy means.
Oh, well, that's easy.
A prodigy is someone extraordinary. A very talented child-
I know what it means to Webster's. I want to know what it means to the Centre.
- Okay. - So you and Sydney find out everything you can...
about Prodigy and something called the red files.
Okay, well, I'll do what I can, but Sydney's occupied.
Doing what?
Stirring Soup Head's gray matter?
I'm putting him through an experimental neuro-stimulation therapy...
that hopefully will unscramble Angelo's mind.
Wow.
Good luck pulling Jell-O Brains out of the deep freeze.
Let's go back to work, Angelo.
What are you doing?
Uh, a new blood workup on the Brewsters.
I want to cross-check it with our old records.
I'm afraid you're not allowed in here.
Jeremy's a pit bull for protocol.
Hell, even I'm not allowed back here.
Uncle Nicholas's policy.
I'm sorry.
Infertility is a sensitive, personal issue.
One reason NuGenesis has been so successful is because of trust and confidentiality.
We don't even use patients' names.
Only code numbers.
Jeremy will get you anything you need.
Thank you.
- Good night, Jarod. - Good night.
Only four more treatments left, my friend.
Hope it works.
Thank you, Sydney.
It's just gonna sting for a second. Hold it still.
- Keep your finger still. - Ow!
Ouch!
Good morning, ladies.
Gotta have a special pass to go up that way.
- A pass? - That's Corridor 7.
- You're not allowed. - Hmm.
I'm finding there's many places I'm not allowed around here.
Oh, my God.
Make sure all of these boxes are out of my office tonight.
Right.
I'll meet you later.
Hello, Jarod. My name is Sydney.
I'll be taking care of you for a while.
Why? Where are my mom and dad?
Here's a fresh bandage.
Ouch!
Why? Where are my mom and dad?
Mom and dad. Mom and dad.
- Ow! - Ouch!
I'd like you to solve a problem for me.
If he starts singin' "The Rain in Spain," I'm gonna pass out.
Angelo's mind is working again.
We're restoring the neuro-pathways ofhis memory.
You know that serotonin isotope?
It seems to regenerate deadened pathways.
However, ifhe doesn't get the entire dosage...
he'll regress permanently.
I'm impressed, Einstein...
but my gut tells me thatJarod had something to do with this.
Jarod wanted to know what could be discovered...
if Angelo's mind returned.
The potential is unlimited.
I believe he can even play the piano.
Music.
- What's going on? - Cousin Itt woke up and remembered he was Liberace.
He must've learned to play that as a child.
Information his mind has been absorbing for a lifetime...
is starting to reemerge.
This is the icing on a very freaky cake.
What are you babbling about?
I found this in Raines's office. He had 20 more in a file on his desk.
A desk which, incidentally, I hid under for over an hour.
Hiding was bad enough, but I had to watch while Raines did, you know, personal stuff.
What could have been so awful?
He, uh- He changed his pants.
Oh, thanks for that!
Why is Raines packing and moving?
And why does the freak have 20 photographs of the same schoolchildren?
Red files.
He can't be doing it again. Not again!
Angelo? Easy, Angelo.
He said red files.
Then if he's getting his memory back, he must know something about them.
If that's true, then somewhere in that demented mind he might know who killed my mother.
Miss Parker.
You have mail.
This is... where you came from. Red files.
- Rumor has it that the boy was stolen. - Where are my mom and dad?
Oh, my God. They're doing it again.
They're going to take another child.
The Centre's going to make another Pretender.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
I thought the Pretender program was discontinued years ago, Sydney!
Calm down, Jarod. Calm down.
They stole me from my parents, and now they're trying to steal another child, aren't they?
I'm not sure, but recent events make me feel you may be right, yes.
And what are you going to do this time?
- Are you just going to sit by and let it happen again? - Jarod, please!
I think Angelo may hold some answers.
- Are the treatments working? - Yes.
He saw something that seemed to trigger a bad memory.
I know how he feels.
He's over here!
Angelo.
- What's wrong with him, Syd? - Angelo needs to receive his treatment at timed intervals.
Come now, friend.
Answers below.
- What is Prodigy, Angelo? - Answers below.
He's pointing to the floor below us, Sublevel 27.
- "Inception. '" - Another birthing table.
It's a delivery room.
Oh, my God. They're re-creating this place.
What? Oh, come on. Let's get out of here.
- Broots? - Answers here.
Find the security camera archives that belong to this room. Anything and everything.
- Yes, ma'am. - Answers.
Syd, give Angelo his next treatment. Find out what else is in his head.
He may be the treasure trove I've been looking for.
My name is Sydney. I'll be taking care of you for a while.
Why? Where are my mom and dad?
If you're lookin' for information...
the way you're goin' about it, you're gonna get caught.
- If you want help, I'll help you. - Why should I trust you?
Because your mother did.
I've polished floors in this place for over 30 years.
I've seen a lot of people come and go.
Their hearts and their hands filled with love they wanted to share with a child.
- Your parents were like that. - How did you know them?
They were here over six months tryin' for a baby. Your mother treated me with respect.
I saw her a year or so later.
I'll never forget the gleam she had in her eyes when she showed me her baby boy.
Same gleam that's in yours. That's what hurts so much.
Hurts?
I saw them a few years later.
She was scared, on the run. Somebody had stolen her boy.
My guess is that was you.
I've been searching for them.
Part of your pain is because of me.
See, I told Dr. Boris what she said.
There was a lot of weird stuff goin' on in Corridor 7 back then with kids.
Testing and stuff. Dr. Boris paid me to forget about it.
The weird stuff stopped, Dr. Boris died...
and everything went away.
- Until what? - A while back, it started up again.
Kids. Testing. And then you showed up.
Do you recognize any of these children?
It's a local elementary school.
One of these children is going to be taken...
just like I was.
I may need your help to stop it.
I owe you that much. And your mother.
Thank you.
There is no Timmy. From now on, his name be Angelo.
He's remembering what Raines told my mother after he fried his brain.
I'm afraid he's remembering too quickly.
Well, cut his dosage. I don't want him to pop before he can answer my questions.
It can't be done. The treatment is given in specific stages that can't be interrupted.
Any break in the schedule means the new pathways in his system will atrophy.
And if they do?
Angelo will regress to his previous self.
Permanently. Angelo?
There is no more Timmy.
From now on, he shall be known as Angelo.
Get me Mr. Raines.
I stored Dr. Boris's stuff down here, Jarod.
If he kept the red files anywhere, there's only one place it would be.
You ain't a safecracker, are you?
Maybe today... I don't have to be.
Did you find something?
Yes. Me.
And the red files.
What's it say in there about you?
It's all impersonal. Blood type, blood scans, height, weight. It's all medical.
Except for one thing. Destination.
- Destination? - It's blacked out.
I'd like you to solve a problem for me.
I was here.
Pi times the square root of 931...
divided by the radius of the circle.
Very good, Jarod. You're very special.
Where are my mom and dad?
You won't believe what I found.
What?
Security videos logged into the mainframe that corresponds with the inception room.
And?
A visual record classified under "Catherine Parker. "
What?
It's from the day you were born.
Keep pushing.
- Miss Parker, it's your birth. - Ew! This is too weird.
Oh, well, it's just beginning.
Here it comes. Here it comes.
- Is that- - The then Dr. Raines.
Raines delivered me?
- Spanks your bottom in a second. - I'm going to puke.
It's a girl.
- I can't believe he saw me nude. - Okay, Catherine, the next one is coming and coming quick.
Next one?
Sydney, what's going on?
It appears you didn't arrive alone.
There's trouble with the boy. Nurse!
- Syd? - What's wrong with him? Tell me what's wrong with him.
- What else is on that? - The tape ends there.
- Either cut off or edited. - Or erased...
so no one would find out the truth.
I had a brother.
I feel like I've found a treasure chest, and inside there's only dust.
Well, sometimes answers lead to more questions.
But for what it's worth, I do remember what your parents' first names were.
- Margaret and Charles. - Yeah.
Which is still not to say they were your biological parents.
- What do you mean? - Back in those days...
this was also an adoption agency, not just a reproduction center.
Dr. Boris headed up adoptions. Dr. Nicholas ran conceptions.
Another dead end.
Maybe not.
"Oakview 555-6507"?
The old Oakview Lodge near Stone Mountain.
Your parents used to stay there when they were here.
Could be treasure. Could be dust.
Yes, just let me know when it's done, will you?
I don't want any excuses. And-
Angel!
That thing have a "stop" button?
Ah. Oh.
Indulge me my parental pride...
but you do look exquisite sitting there.
Someday you will... permanently.
Parents always want what's best for their children.
Of course, you'll know that feeling-
- How dare you! - What?
Why didn't you tell me I had a twin?
We-Your mother and I-
wanted to spare you unnecessary pain.
I was away when you both were born.
He died before he ever lived.
We buried him... but not the pain.
Pain or not, I have a right to know I had a brother.
- Angel- - No, Daddy.
Parents make mistakes too.
He's in a small plot here on the Centre grounds.
Area 66. I can take you there.
No. I'd- I'd rather find it myself.
You take one more step, I'm gonna blow your head off.
I would settle for a "no vacancy" sign.
I'm so sorry.
It's just that we've had a scad of burglaries around here lately.
What with the hour and all, I just didn't think anybody was gonna be checking in.
- Are you the owner? - Yeah. Louis "King" Rue.
Innkeeper to the stars.
Well, you can name your pleasure. I got mountain view, lake view.
I even got one room my old man used to tell peopleJeff Davis slept in.
Did you grow up here?
I grew old. Never up.
Louis, do you recognize this woman?
Oh, my Lord. You must be BabyJarod.
I'll never forget the winter I met your parents.
You know that lake view I mentioned?
Well, that thing froze over, and I went out on it.
Broke through. Your dad rushed in and saved my hide.
- What is it? - Well, it's funny.
You don't look like either one of your folks.
This cottage right here was theirs.
Let's go take a look.
Well, this is it.
Hope that light's workin'.
Well, it's, uh- it's not much...
but your dad loved the view- Major Charles.
That's what I called your dad on account of his air force uniform.
- Air force. - Yeah, he was a pilot.
He and your mom used to set out on this porch...
watch the sun rise every morning.
They really loved each other.
- Louis? - Yeah.
I would like to stay here for a little while if you don't mind.
Make yourself at home. Hell, you're sort of family.
Good morning, class. My name is Jar-
Uh, my name is Mr. Kotter...
and I will be your substitute teacher for Miss Markam today.
Well, the first order of business is we will divide up into small groups...
and we will-
Yes-Ari?
We always start with the Pledge of Allegiance.
Yes, I've- I've heard of that.
Why don't you, uh, lead us off today?
I pledge allegiance to the flag...
of the United States of America...
and to the republic for which it stands...
one nation, under God, indivisible...
with liberty andjustice for all.
That's it? That's it.
Okay, now we are going to divide up into groups.
As I call your name, please move to the table I assign you.
Table number one: Albert Williams...
Ari Thompson and Davy Simpkins.
Table two-
Tyrannosaurus rex. Very good.
I would like you to solve this problem for me.
Can't we just cut out dinosaurs like the other kids?
Class, work quietly for a moment.
I'll be right back.
Where is Angelo?
He has escaped from the Centre.
"In finding Timmy, you set Angelo free.
Thank you, Sydney. "
That's- That's beautiful.
- Isn't it? - I hope you're proud of yourself, Syd.
Great!
While Algernon is out there picking flowers...
and you two ponder your navels...
I'm left with bubkes.
And you just wait till Raines finds out.
Well, does- does Angelo know how to take the serum?
I hope so. He has three treatments left.
He misses one, and he'll regress to old Angelo.
Permanently.
And what he knows will be lost forever.
Thank you, Daddy.
Bye.
Pi times the square root of 931...
divided by the radius of the circle.
Which one of you did this?
- He did it! - Aw, you're lyin'.
Seven red files.
These werejust found by a Sweeper team in Angelo's space.
- Angelo? - We're still searching.
You know the ramifications if this information ever got out.
I want your blessing to accelerate Prodigy...
to ensure its success.
Get the new one now.
Go. Bring us the child.
Louis?
Angelo!
I got here as quick as I could.
It is so good to see you. The real you.
It's good to be me.
Thank you, Jarod.
It's a big world out here.
My parents stayed in this room...
a long time ago.
Now it feels like it's me I'm searching for.
Wonder if I'll ever know my parents.
You're in the red files too.
There are answers, Angelo.
We just have to find them.
This is Timmy now.
What is it?
I heard that your brother died.
It feels sad to know that.
Yes, it does. It feels-
It feels sad.
These blocks-They were used by the child that the Centre wants.
If you could just feel something that would tell us who it is.
Um-
Timmy feels nothing.
No. Angelo did.
Time for my treatment.
Ouch!
You're a very special little boy, Jarod.
- Red files. - Red files?
- Red files. - Ow!
Prodigy. This is where you came from.
We're all special...
because of what's in our blood.
Three color-coded samples as requested.
Albert Williams, Ari Thompson, Davy Simpkins.
All three have blood samples on file.
How did you get pastJeremy?
Nothing as invisible as a man with a mop.
What are you gonna do with 'em?
Chum the waters...
and wait till the sharks come.
I'm sorry.
- Come on. Let's go to your room. - Okay.
I don't know how much more disappointment she can take.
- How are you holding up? - First time we started talking about adoption.
The process takes forever. Wejust want a chance to raise a child.
I'm sure you'll get that chance.
Morning, Jarod.
Good morning, Dr. Haring.
- I take it the Brewsters aren't pregnant? - No. Not yet.
Although I have found three excellent egg donor candidates.
Has the lab analyzed these yet?
Not yet. But considering Mrs. Brewster's cycle, I'd like to get on it right away.
Jeremy.
I want a complete workup on these immediately.
So it shall be written. So it shall be done.
Let's hope we find what we're looking for.
Yes. Let's.
Doctor, there's something you should see.
- Tell me you found Angelo. - No, uh, but I found something else.
I think maybe Sydney should show it to you.
- I-I'll just take a little break. - Broots.
Last time I saw that look, Bambi's mother was in my crosshairs.
Well, I've been hitting dead ends on this birthing thing...
so this morning I helped myself to Raines's moving boxes...
wherein I found some personal surveillance files.
Twice in three days.
Broots found something you need to see, Miss Parker. Sit down.
I'll stand.
Uh, it's more of your birthing record.
What's wrong with him?
I'm sorry, Catherine, your second child is stillborn.
Standard postnatal procedure for the baby girl...
and sedation for Catherine in Recovery.
Yes, Doctor.
Oh, my God. He was alive.
The male baby's ready for transportation to NuGenesis.
- What's NuGenesis? - Yes.
I have a brother out there.
- Jarod! - Is something wrong?
I found these lab results in the donor bin.
Three blood samples. I need to contact one of them right away.
- Did you find a perfect donor? - Well, unfortunately not for the Brewsters.
But it is a perfect match for a special project I'm heading up.
What Dr. Haring doesn't know, right?
Anyway, the sooner you can get me the contact number on this subject, the better.
- I'll do my best. - Thanks.
Davy Simpkins.
Is this Davy's house?
Well, it's the right address anyway.
Hello. I'm sorry to bother you. My name is Jarod Spock, and I'm looking for Davy Simpkins.
- You just missed him. - He does live here?
Did. We're Davy's foster parents.
Or we were. They found him a permanent home.
- He just left. - They?
The man from Child Placement. Davy called him "The Snowman. "
- Snowman? - Because of his hair. It was solid white.
- Raines's cleaner, Gar. - Is something wrong?
Did he tell you where he was taking Davy?
I assume to the county airstrip.
Where is he?
- Who? - The child.
Prodigy.
They must have set up a relay-
a safe house- before the boy arrives here.
I'm not going to lose him, Sydney.
- What are you going to do? - I have doors of my own to open.
How are you, angel?
Sweetheart?
- Tell me about my brother. - I thought we already dealt with that.
He didn't die at birth.
What are you saying?
What are you doing there?
What's wrong with him? Tell me what's wrong with him.
I'm sorry, Catherine, your second child is stillborn.
The male baby's ready for transportation to NuGenesis.
Daddy.
Hey, you didn't know about this.
How-
How can you even ask me that?
Raines.
I'll take care of this.
- Are you all right? - I will be once we find my brother.
In a way, it's a gift.
A gift?
I- I have a son.
Sun feels good.
Warm.
Free.
When I first escaped the Centre...
I used to take these long walks in the sunshine.
I couldn't breathe deep enough to fill my lungs.
I remember...
when I was small...
before they locked me away under the world.
I remember-
- What do you remember? - Music.
Angelo...
do you remember anything about where you were taken...
before they locked you under the world?
Can't remember.
Time for medicine.
Two more treatments. Maybe this will help you remember.
We have to remember.
For the boy.
- Nothing on the mainframe about a safe house? - Mm-mmm.
- Fenigor's red files. - All seven.
I found them in my father's office.
You stole those from your- Mr. Parker?
Is that a problem?
Not for you.
Fenigor said the answers are in these files.
They're designated by code numbers only.
Do you think one of these files could have something to do with Jarod?
- What are you getting at? - No one knows how old Jarod is.
And if your twin was taken to NuGenesis...
do you think maybeJarod could be your brother?
The answer's at NuGenesis.
I wanna see the boy.
He's upstairs sleeping. You can see him on the monitor.
Neuro-pathways stimulation in progress.
And progressing smoothly.
Shouldn't we get back to the Centre?
He can't be moved yet.
This treatment is predicated on a strict timetable.
By morning, he'll be ready for transport.
Where am I?
The 10-digit number? It's under the expediter.
They're the same on all seven files.
Try running them as an I.D. number.
- Oh, man. - What is it?
You were right, Syd.
The number is an identification code for the expediter...
who brought the children to the Centre.
- And? - And you're not gonna believe who it is.
Fenigor. Fenigor. Fenigor, wake up, man.
I need to know about Prodigy.
Red files.
The children.
Catherine. We couldn't have saved them.
I have to know where the children were taken...
before being brought to SL 27.
Ch- Charleston.
Charleston, South Carolina.
Blue box, Inception.
Inception. That's the room in SL 27.
Are there more computer files there?
Answer... red files.
Eighth file.
Eighth file? Sydney, there's only supposed to be seven files.
That's beautiful.
People where I grew up played that when I was little.
I need you to remember when you were taken.
I know it's hard.
There's a little boy out there in danger.
- Like I was? - Just like you.
There were men.
Where did they take you?
A house.
A glass house.
Tell me about this house.
Big.
Dark.
What else do you see?
A statue.
What kind of statue?
A lady.
An angel.
The sign said "Angel Manor. '"
Angel Manor.
Thank you.
Yes.
Charleston, South Carolina. That's all I know.
Thank you, Sydney.
The first treatment is almost done.
What exactly are you doin' to the boy?
Helping to prepare him for his future.
As... what?
A Pretender. His bloodlines show the gift.
I'm helping to focus his potential.
Like you did with Angelo?
Angelo was a mistake, trial and error.
With the new technology, I'll be able to focus the neuro-stimulation...
to the parts of his brain I want to hyper-develop.
Is that what you did to createJarod?
No. Jarod was a natural Pretender.
I'm merely trying to re-create him.
What was that? Willie!
- Willie! - What is it?
Over there!
Angelo crawled into the storm drain.
Get the generator on now!
Mr. Raines, the power's out!
Get back to the boy, now!
Jarod.
How is he?
They hurt him like they did me!
Like they did me!
Tell me how long he has.
Basic motor skills have diminished...
and he's been unresponsive to external stimuli for hours.
What did you see at the Angel Manor?
Neuro-receptors.
That's the very same process Raines used on Angelo.
Well, there's one ray of hope. Angelo's treatment seems to have worked.
- He's with you? - Yes.
- I'm hoping the same treatment can be used on Davy. - It could.
But Raines's new process will be much harder to reverse, if possible at all.
The brain is an unforgiving area, Jarod.
Time's against you.
So you're saying that if we don't counteract Raines's treatment...
- Davy's degeneration could be irreversible. - It will be.
You have three hours or less to synthesize the new serum.
I won't let them do it again.
Jarod, there's something else you should know.
It's about you- you and Miss Parker.
Do you think it's true- thatJarod is Miss Parker's brother?
If Fenigor is right, the answers are in here.
Well, maybe we'll find the blue boxes in the junk somewhere.
Hello, Nurse.
There it is, Syd.
I got it. You know, this is one Rubik's Cube...
I don't know if I want to solve.
Maybe if I don't decrypt the information on it, I might even be able to sleep nights.
Syd.
I found it!
- How much longer? - Ten minutes.
Thank you for getting me in here.
Save it till I get you out.
I know you can hear me.
I've been where you are, Davy.
I've been you.
Uh-
Uh- Um-
Jarod's going to make everything all right.
Uh-
Jarod's gonna make it all right.
Are you sure this stuff's gonna help that boy?
If he gets it in time.
I can't believe I let this happen again.
- This isn't your fault. - But you were, Jarod.
In all these years, I've been askin' God for forgiveness.
Well, I don't know about God's, but you have mine.
Hello, Oakview Lodge.
It's clear. Come on.
Thank you for giving me a little piece of my past.
And thank you for giving me peace of mind.
Good luck.
Where's the boy?
- He's safe. - Unlike you.
Sorry!
Get up.
Let him go! Go, Jarod.
You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.
This is my chance to make it right.
Go! For the boy!
No!
Damn it!
Oh, man. All seven red files.
Plus the eighth, just like Fenigor said.
Does it say if they're brother and sister?
Oh, you're not gonna believe what it says.
Angelo!
I've got it.
It's not the kid you need to worry about.
Well, it's good to see you again...
Sis.
How do you know I have a brother?
You've got the red files too?
Mr. Fenigor was right- about Prodigy...
our bloodlines, and the lies the Centre fed us.
What are you saying? That you're my-
- There were eight red files. - Eight?
Each of these files represents one of the children...
the Centre isolated as a potential Pretender.
There were seven children that your mother tried to save.
But the secret to your past...
is in the eighth file.
- The eighth child. - You've got my attention.
NuGenesis monitored these eight children for the Centre.
They screened them.
You see, there's a special anomaly in our blood...
in our genetics, that predisposes us with the gift.
What is the big secret of number eight?
Number eight... is you.
My blood was tested?
Yours and your fraternal twin brother, who supposedly died at birth.
Instead, he was whisked off to NuGenesis.
I've narrowed your brother's identity down to these two files.
One of those belong to you?
No.
I'm not your brother.
But one of these files does belong to him.
Him?
And the other to a boy named Bobby.
But you know him better as... Mr. Lyle.
So you're telling me...
that my brother is either a psychotic killer or Mush Head?
It's unmistakable.
I need a drink.
A big one.
- That him? - His name is Davy.
- Raines's new Pretender. - As you can see, Raines already has a jump on it.
Now, Davy's only hope for recovery is this injection of serotonin.
And if I don't give it to him now, his condition becomes irreversible.
No one's doing anything until I figure out what the hell's goin' on.
If you wanna shoot me, then go ahead and do it.
False bravado.
Never cared for that in a man.
Help us!
Your mom-
maybe my mom-
died trying to save children like Davy.
Do it for her.
Do it.
I heard shots. You all right?
Oh, my God.
What can we do?
Nothing.
It's over.
No, it's not.
Angelo, that's your last treatment.
- Without it, you- - He's a boy.
Let him be a boy.
Please?
Sydney, this is more than I can take.
Stolen kids, stillborn babies that aren't, Miss Parker's brother.
I mean, reactivating SL 27.
It's my fault.
I should have put a stop to this years ago.
Come on, Syd. What could you have done?
I could have tried. Catherine Parker tried.
Fenigor tried.
Yes, and she's dead, and he soon will be.
No deader than I'll feel inside if I don't try now.
Come on, Syd. I mean, what could you possibly do?
Syd? Syd? Wait a minute!
Hey.
That lady with the legs? She throws a wicked right hook.
It's difficult to distinguish between her bite and her bark.
I reckon so.
Look at this. I found this stashed away in my parents' belongings.
It's an early one of you.
I remember your dad takin'it.
It was on a mornin' just like today.
Do you know if I was their child? Or if I was adopted?
No.
I just know they loved you...
very much.
Where am I?
You're safe.
Aren't you the substitute teacher?
Yeah. Yes, I am.
Yes, I am.
And you're going to be home... soon.
I like this song.
Me too.
Is it possible?
Maybe.
I wish I could have known you- the real you.
I wish I could have known the real you.
Mom loved that song.
She'd play it for me.
Tell me... about her.
Well...
they say she looked-
Just like you.
Yeah.
Her smile made me feel safe.
Her compassion...
I can only dream of duplicating.
She loved to read to me, take long walks with me.
She loved me...
and I loved her.
I miss her every day.
Do you see her every day?
I know you don't have much time, but...
do you remember something, anything...
that could tell me who killed her?
Who killed Mom?
I know it's in there...
somewhere.
I saw- I-
I... watched.
- No! - A man.
What man?
No!
What man?
Leave me alone!
The man in the dark suit.
Who?
I don't know.
Fenigor knows.
Yes.
But I hoped you did too.
She played for you!
I play for you.
That was beautiful.
I want a 24-hour lockdown on all personnel...
for security checks and final test runs.
No one in or out.
Is that clear?
Raines.
This is Gar. I'm at NuGenesis.
I know where they are...
and who's with them.
Then we're back in business.
In 12 hours, I'm putting you out of business.
He's okay to travel now.
We have to move.
I can't let you leave, Jarod. You know that.
Is this what your mother would have done?
It's time to go home.
Where are you taking me?
It doesn't have to be this way.
New blood for the Centre. Your mother would be so proud of you.
Save it!
- I saw your face when Angelo gave up his last treatment for Davy. - Keep moving.
- Let's go! - Angelo.
Are you all right?
What's wrong with him?
Get off of me!
Jarod!
- Jarod! - Save Davy.
Angelo.
Guess your gun jammed, huh?
Davy free.
Miss Parker's still in hell.
We can't accept this.
Mr. Brewster, creating a whole new life doesn't come cheap.
Believe me. That should cover everything that Davy-
your new family- is going to ever need.
If you don't want to do this, I'll understand.
Well, if what you've told us is true...
Davy's gonna need all the love he can get.
Is that your family?
It will be.
Someday.
His regression is complete...
and irreversible.
I'm sorry.
Will he remember anything?
Well, he'll remember all that's important.
Where are you going?
Unfinished business.
Mr. Fenigor. Mr. Fenigor.
Oh. Catherine.
No. I'm her daughter.
Oh. Oh.
My mother... isn't here.
She is...
in spirit.
How'd you get back into the Centre?
The same way I'm going to get out.
If you get out. Why'd you come?
I want to know who I am.
And I'd rather die trying to find out than live not knowing.
He's slipping in and out.
My parents. Tell me about my parents.
- Who killed my mother? - The man in the dark suit.
The man in the dark suit.
Who is the man in the dark suit?
The man who killed your mother.
Who is he?
Jarod's father.
Jarod!
Aah! Oh!
- What's that, Broots? - It's the security alarm.
It's in SL 27.
SL 27?
There was to be no one down there.
Well, the surveillance camera says there is.
It's Jarod.
- Mr. Raines! Security has just reported a breach in SL 27. - What kind of a breach?
- According to surveillance, it's Jarod. - Jarod's back?
Jarod!
Looks like another dead end.
I know all I need to know.
Do you? After all the deceit and all the betrayal we've both experienced...
how do you know what the truth is?
Fenigor had no reason to lie.
Then you're going to have to shoot me...
because I'm going to find out the truth.
But we want you alive, Jarod.
I knew you had it in you, angel.
Jarod! Jarod! Get out! There's a bomb!
Forgive me.