Previously on The Strain...
Pop.
I didn't come here to fight.
I came here to warn you. You need to get out of the city.
You appear after two years
and I'm supposed to flee my home on what?
The word of a stranger.
What is the status of the Aurora Cutlass?
The ship left port in Egypt.
Now we just need you to make sure
that it ports here in New York.
We never cleared Central Park
until we take the park back, we don't win.
The big nest. You have a plan?
Star spangle time. Rocket's red glare, bombs bursting in air. Boom.
Fire in the hole!
Pull up the checkpoint feeds.
They lured us to keep us out after nightfall.
Pull out of the park now.
Withdraw all units, withdraw.
It's over.
The strongest will prevail.
Where's my son?
Your wife and your child call to you.
Finally gonna smoke it, huh, Fet?
You've been saving that for a month now.
Better me than some German, eh?
That is a very good point.
I'll never see home again.
No, we make a pact here and now.
We fight for each other to survive this.
For each other.
No matter what, fate will turn in our favor once again.
Shit. Oh, God.
Fet. Fetrovski, wake up.
Wake up.
We got him.
Hands up or I shoot.
Surrender! Get up!
Faster!
What did I say? Move it!
Get up! Hands up!
We've got him!
Faster!
Wiped out a nest.
Thousands of munchers.
By the time we got to the surface,
reinforcements were overrunning Central Park.
It was a blood bath, Professor.
You cannot defeat an army
that can regenerate itself every few days.
Which is why we have to be more creative.
By putting them in a box?
Not just a box.
A box lined with silver and lead.
Silver will incapacitate the Master,
the lead will cut off any signals from
the Master to his army of Strigoi.
Who am I to argue?
After what happened last night at Central Park,
I don't know if this city is going to make it.
Faith, Mr. Fet.
Stick close to it.
I see you've been busy, Doctor.
You don't know the half of it.
Strigoi brain stem.
We think this is their communication center.
We?
You haven't been introduced.
Dutch Velders.
Yeah, I know what you are, who you are. Sorry.
What do you have to gain
from dissecting these unfortunate creatures?
Well, their communications ability
is one of their distinct advantages.
We saw that in action in the Central Park massacre.
See this?
This is a sampling of all Strigoi communication.
It's varying, but occupying a fairly predictable range until here.
That looks like a call to arms to me.
A direct signal from the Master, right?
A passage in the Lumen refers to the silent voice of the Master.
Interesting.
Yet trivial.
Not if we can isolate it.
If we can set it out from the rest of the Strigoi static
then we can use this technique to track them down.
So, we need a point of reference.
JFK.
The black box.
From Regis Air 753.
They may still have his voice.
Or whatever command he used to incapacitate 21 O souls on board.
JFK. That's well outside the safe zone.
Even if we go in daylight,
we don't know what we'd be getting ourselves into.
Are we going?
Who is this guy we're going to see?
Another pawnbroker,
specializes in silver.
We often bid against each other in estate sales.
You think he's still alive?
I don't much care. I'm after his silver.
Where are you going? This is the wrong way.
I'm from this part of town.
Something I got to check on.
My parents have an apartment nearby.
Your parents are still alive?
That's what I want to find out.
Have you been in touch with them?
God dammit.
I told them to leave.
Mrs. Karvonus.
Next door neighbor.
I never liked her anyway.
Mama.
You coward.
They were infected.
This was an act of mercy.
Mr. Palmer, your blood pressure is up.
VVhere is your primary physician? Is he reachable?
I'm between physicians.
Or more accurately, beyond physicians.
Okay-
Ah, Mr. Duncan.
Settling in? Yes, sir.
And I'm sorry to interrupt. I thought you'd like to know
that the Aurora Cutlass has docked successfully, sir.
The Aurora Cutlass.
The vessel from Egypt, sir.
It arrived in the port overnight.
Do you have the paperwork? The manifest?
I have it right here, sir.
Oh. I can see I hired the right man for my new head of security.
What does this line say?
Under cargo.
Tractors, sir. Spare parts.
Tractors.
The signature.
It's your signature, sir.
No, I never signed this document.
Looks like your handwriting, Mr. Palmer.
It is a forgery.
Mr. Duncan,
take me to my car.
Sir, I can't let you go anywhere, not in your current condition.
Carla, your job is not to tell me what I cannot do,
but to help me do the things I need to do.
Now, help me to my car.
We're going to that ship.
You do realize you're leaving the safe zone.
Beyond here, Queens is a no man's land.
We have plenty of daylight.
That guy in your backseat, he doesn't look right.
He's not, but he's with me.
Keep your eyes open, sir.
Don't stop for nothing or nobody.
Good luck out there.
This place is picked over.
Nothing left worth having.
Anything worth having was never on display here to begin with.
Trust me.
Ah, looks like someone already tried to crack it.
But no luck though.
Unfortunately, it appears the combination died along with MoTamney.
There are other ways.
Again with the dynamite, Mr. Fet?
Do I look like a safe cracker to you?
Whatever came between you and your father?
After all this time working together,
I think that's the first time you asked me a personal question.
I never had reason to.
It's pretty simple.
Pop was a stubborn SOB and we never got along.
I never lived up to his high expectations and
he never missed an opportunity to let me know.
One day on the phone, we had a blow out
and... I hung up.
And that was six years ago.
Come on. Come on.
I finally broke the silence.
I went back to see him a couple of weeks ago
and I told him to get the hell out of the city.
You'd think he'd take some stock from what I had to say, but...
He didn't.
Generally I've found that more intelligent people
are usually among the last to accept the existence of Strigoi
and therefore, the last to flee.
At least, he spared you the horror of having to release him.
He took the soldier's way out.
Yes, this is exactly what we need.
Welcome to hell, buddy.
Don't even think about it.
Holy shit.
I was in South Sudan once.
It was like disease and war had a contest
to see who could create more suffering.
I never thought that could happen here.
Civility is an illusion.
Savage is the default state of humanity.
That's reassuring.
Get away from me.
Take what you want. Please don't hurt us.
- Shut up. - Leave my family alone.
Shut up. Mommy, Daddy.
- Get away from us. - Don't hurt us.
Stop, we need to help them.
Doctor, don't follow her.
Let go of them. Let go.
Mommy, Daddy.
Get back! Get back!
I'll shoot her. I'll shoot her.
Mommy, Daddy.
It doesn't have to go down like this.
Like this meaning you dying?
Us taking your lady? Yeah, try it.
It's five on two. So why don't you...
Go go go!
No, no, wait. Wait. We are not... dangerous.
Were you expecting a thank you?
From now on, stay inside the vehicle.
Let me help you, sir.
Step aside. I'm Eldritch Palmer.
I own this ship.
With all due respect, sir, I can't do that.
You are? Cyrus Minnow.
Well, Mr. Minnow, perhaps you don't understand the relationship
between employer and employee.
You're fired. Move him aside.
The Captain has ordered no one will set foot up on the vessel
and the Captain's word is law.
Then I will speak with the Captain.
The Captain is not here right now.
Mr. Duncan.
Sir, I wasn't prepared to take the ship by force.
I have orders.
And I have to uphold them, fired or not.
No one is to set foot on the vessel.
Even you, Mr. Palmer and I'm very sorry, sir.
As the owner of this ship and its contents,
I expressly forbid you to allow anyone or anything on or off.
Understood?
Fine, get me out of here.
It's like a ghost town.
This is where it all started.
You were here at the very beginning?
Nora, Jim, all gone now.
Welcome to New York Kennedy International Airport.
Passengers, please do not leave your baggage unattended.
You Okay?
I could've ended it here.
Right here.
If only...
If only what?
If only I'd listened to Setrakian.
Maybe you should start listening to him now.
No, too many things have happened.
He doesn't want to have anything to do with me.
Sometimes, you got to make the first move, Doc.
Did you think I wouldn't find out about your visit
over at the Aurora Cutlass, Eldritch?
On the contrary, Eichhorst.
I'm only surprised it took you so long to get here.
I made it crystal clear to you.
What is on that ship is none of your concern.
Tractor parts.
You forged my signature.
You tell me what is or is not my concern.
I paved the way for all of this.
All of this. Including that ship.
Do not overestimate your role, Eldritch.
You are but a servant to the Master.
I'm no such thing. lam not like you.
His emissary. His employee.
I am Eldritch Palmer.
I answer to no one. Certainly not to you.
Believe what you will, the shipment has arrived
and as such your responsibility in that matter is complete.
Thank you.
The Master has no intention
of following through on his promise of eternal life.
Yet here I sit, still alive.
Why is that, Eichhorst?
I ask myself that very same question
every time I see you, Eldritch.
It vexes you that lam still untouchable.
Perhaps, the Master has forgotten all about you.
Not true.
The Master remembers everything.
So, he does still have a plan for me, after all.
Is there something wrong with your hand, Eichhorst?
Goodbye, Eldritch. Enjoy your magnificent view
of the downfall of New York City
and the world.
Mr. Duncan, get whatever manpower you need.
We're going to take that ship.
Oh, my God.
All right.
There.
Broken neck, sir.
Any idea who killed them?
Search the hold.
Right away.
It's all empty, sir.
Whatever was brought aboard this ship...
ls gone.
Keep working, Alexei.
Don't let them see you stop.
My hands. I can't go on.
Here.
Don't lose heart.
Think of home. Go home in your mind.
Attention! Your guns!
The Reich has need of manpower.
I want volunteers for a new work detail.
An auxiliary corps of men to serve the Fuhrer
and advance the glory of the Third Reich.
It is specialized labor and accordingly,
you will be provided better food, warmer clothing,
and improved living conditions.
Here.
Are you certain you will be able to fulfill your duties?
Yes.
Yes, we will.
You better make sure your friend is up to the task,
or else you will pay for his failure.
Yes, sir.
Service for the Reich is a great honor.
You will learn that respect, hard work and above all,
discipline are their own rewards.
You volunteered for this assignment because you wish to be useful.
You wish to contribute to the glory of the Reich.
These prisoners are of no use to our cause now.
The weak and infirm must be weeded out
in order for progress and production
to flourish. And so, first born Boiko.
Shoot him in the head.
Step back.
First born Fetrovski.
Shoot him in the head.
Pull the trigger. Do it.
I'm sorry.
You shoot or I do.
I'm afraid we're not fit for this special assignment after all.
As you wish.
Proceed.
Shoot them all. Including those two.
Wait.
You chose wisely but slowly, Fetrovski.
Now drop him into the pit with the rest.
Proceed.
[gunshofl
There's something I didn't tell you.
My Pop isn't the first one in my family to commit suicide.
His father, my grandfather, also shot himself
because he couldn't live with something he had done.
As a Ukrainian soldier conscripted by the Russians,
he was captured by the Nazis
and forced to work for them.
Or chose to. No one really knows.
However it happened, my grandfather was a holocaust collaborator.
Killed Jews in the concentration camps.
To my Pop, this was the shame of the family, you know.
And he never spoke of it.
I learned all this from my mother.
He shortened our name from Fetrovski to Fet.
And became an academic, you know, the life of the mind,
to separate himself from his father's darkness.
That's why he hated me being an exterminator.
You know, someone who kills for a living.
He feared that darkness in himself.
And in me.
The war caused many atrocities, Mr. Fet.
It exposed the worst in human behavior.
He had a choice.
Some men seek not the right path, but the safest one.
Some men believe only in survival no matter what the cost.
Your father made the right decision.
A difficult decision.
It doesn't change what his father did, but it shows that he learned.
Now you must do for your father
what he could not do for his. You need to forgive him.
What good does my forgiveness do him now?
There is a saying, "To forgive is to set a prisoner free
"and discover that prisoner was you."
This is the place?
The plague hit so fast.
Hopefully, they didn't have enough time to bring it down to DC.
It looks almost like a small generator about the size of a bread box.
And it's not a black box, it's actually bright orange.
Aha! This trip isn't a total loss.
Oops. Thank you.
You ever drink a drunk, Quinlan?
No? More for us.
Hello.
Well aren't you gonna press some buttons or something?
You got to figure out a guy who stashes vodka at work.
Yeah.
Here it is.
Well, how do you make it work?
Don't know but I'm gonna have fun finding out.
Have you found it?
Good.
I don't trust that old bag of bones.
What do you think he wants?
Well, did you find out
whose form the Master has taken?
Not yet.
And yet you come here to beg for the white.
Pathetic.
I beg for nothing.
But I found out something else.
Something significant.
Something potentially critical.
You're bluffing.
What use is anything without the Master's identity?
A vessel owned by Stoneheart.
Docked here in New York from Egypt.
Carrying a very important cargo.
What cargo?
Well, that's just it. I don't know.
Its contents were kept from me.
But clearly, it is of immense importance to the Master.
Let's just go there and find out what it is.
Too late, I tried.
I was denied access to my own ship.
So, I went back with armed guards.
All dead.
Every crewman on that ship and the cargo hold...
empty-
Surely, you must have some clue what it was.
I simply don't have the strength
to pursue the matter anylongen
Let me guess. The formula for the White will help you
regain your strength and stamina.
Abraham, I know we don't trust each other,
but let's put that behind us.
We share the same goal.
Help me to help you.
Give me the White.
This is a single dose.
You want the formula, we still have a long way to go.
Agreed.
One drop in each eye.
But not here, I warn you.
Take it somewhere where you can rest afterwards.
The serum's initial effect is... traumatic.
You won't regret this.
Yeah.
What the hell do you think was on that boat?
The Master is one of seven Ancients.
Three on this side of the Atlantic are lined against him
and three Old World Ancients.
What the hell does that mean?
It's conceivable that he made some sort of accord with them.
Brought them over to the New World to finish the job.
Carla, I've been given a new medication.
You might call it experimental.
What is it? I need to look it up.
What if it interacts badly with your other medications?
You don't understand.
This removes the need for all other medications.
I can't let you have something if I don't know what it is.
Not only will you let me, you will administer it yourself.
One drop in each eye. Take great care.
Mr. Palmer, I can't.
Do it.
He tricked me.
The old fool tricked me.
Mr. Palmer? Mr. Palmer.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
'Quit!