V Wars

Sammy's Pizza's still open. You wanna go?

I'm starving.

Mm!

Can we help you?

- Run. - What the fuck?

Do you know her?

Ow...

What are you doing?

Look at him.

Run! Run!

You know, I have a sister like you.

Paul?

Ah, shit.

Dez!

Paul?

What...

Teresa.

No. What...

I'm sorry.

Hello?

Hey, it's Dez.

I need help.

Dez!

Dez!

What?

Dez...

Dez!

Hi!

Hi, my baby! Hi!

Hi! Oh, God, I love you so much.

Oh, God, you feel so warm. Are you okay?

Oh, my God!

Let's go home.

Let's go home, okay?

Hi!

Mm! Let's go home. Okay.

Okay...

The government's taken the gloves off.

This is literally life and death.

You join with us...

or die alone.

Remember, people...

none of us asked for this...

but if we fight together, we survive.

- Yeah. Yeah! - Right.

- Yeah. - How many we got?

About 40. Told you it was small.

Nothing's small.

You could go see that group in Waterford now.

It's probably worth about 100.

I told Danika I'd hunt with her. It won't take long.

Sweetie, you must be hungry. Can I get you anything?

I'm not hungry.

- I'm cold. - Okay.

Look at this. Do you remember this?

Your cat and mouse blankie.

You used to love to hold the little mouse close to you at bedtime

to make sure the cat couldn't get him.

- Do you remember that? - No.

Well, of course. I mean, you were so little.

Oh... honey.

You aren't cold, you're...

you're burning up.

I'm gonna get you some water. You'll be feeling better in no time.

We need to speak about the quarantine operation.

It will be voted on at the committee hearings.

We need to move before then.

Because?

We won't be able to rein in the Bloods much longer.

There are, uh... remote areas that are no-go zones already.

Is the first facility ready?

And functioning, off the books.

We need authorization to make it official.

The committee hearings are scheduled.

It will come into our discussions.

In the meantime, do what you have to do.

Yes?

No confirmation on Dr. Swann.

The resource you sent didn't check in.

Get to that clinic, find out why.

Hello?

Wh-what happened here?

Uh... what they call a cluster.

High vampire rate. Everybody's scared.

But you're out here.

I couldn't stand lookin' at it.

They attacked the neighbors last night.

Huh. Bloods can't help 'emselves, no more'n a bear.

Yes...

it was people.

You mean vigilantes?

I don't know who told them the folks in that house were bloodsuckers.

Most of 'em weren't...

but they killed a couple last night all the same.

Then this morning, the meat wagon drove up.

- What's the meat wagon? - Big armored truck thing.

Comes around and kills vampires. Anyone in the family, they take away.

They took two of my cousins last week. God only knows where.

I'm very sorry to hear that.

I'm also looking for someone.

A... a small boy about this tall, red hair.

He one of them?

Uh... I'm not sure.

Maybe.

I'm s-sorry to bother you, but...

there is one thing I need.

- Hello? - It's Luther.

Please, just listen. It's urgent.

Have you heard from Dez?

Has he been in touch?

Now you want him to be in touch?

You didn't seem to care for it when I was in touch.

You're the one involved in all this awful business.

You're the one taking him who knows where.

Okay, Rach.

Exposing him to who knows what.

This is not the time.

I'd say it's exactly the time.

You've lost him, haven't you?

You're so busy doing all this stuff that's so important,

trying to save the goddamn world,

you couldn't even save your own family.

If he shows up there...

I'll keep him safe.

Something you clearly aren't capable of doing.

- Yes? - I'm at the clinic.

Teresa Tangorra and the asset you sent are dead.

There's no sign of Swann or the boy.

- Let me go! - Please don't!

- Come. - No!

Leave him alone!

- Out. Out we go. Come on. - No, please!

No, don't!

- Don't touch him! - Please!

- Stop! - Hey!

No!

- Dad! Dad! - Hey! Get that kid!

Come on.

Now! Get in the truck!

Dad!

That's enough!

Hey!

Come on! Dad!

Nothing personal.

Shit. He's bleeding out.

He was gonna kill you.

We need to do something.

Okay.

- Huh? - It's time to go, Doc.

What?

We're watching all transit hubs.

Swann's home's been swept. No sign of the boy.

The boy has a non-custodial parent.

His birth mother.

Here, Rachel Thompson, 1480 Hullford Road.

I'll send someone immediately.

The boy could be a predator by now,

so when you get him and his father, take them immediately to the new facility.

Yes, sir.

You think we could head for the Waterford group by nine?

- Sure. - You shouldn't go, Michael.

Typical lazy Verdulak.

He's the leader. He needs to be visible.

Sure, but not in person. They should only ever see the king from a distance.

He closes deals when he's there.

Forty people at a time? That's how many you got last night, right?

Maybe more.

- So what would you do? - Deal with thousands...

not dozens.

And you never put the buyer and the seller in the same room.

That's why you have someone like me in between them.

Well, I still wanna dictate terms.

Sure...

but on a bigger scale.

We need to make you a legend. Why waste your time with the small shit?

We have to make you rare, then the legend grows.

What do you think?

Sounds okay.

But since when is she an adviser?

Helps to be right.

Hi, sweetie, how are you feeling?

I'm hungry.

Why don't you sit down?

Come here.

Let me feel you.

Your fever's gone.

- You're feeling better. - I feel like myself again.

That's so great.

Me too.

Rachel Thompson?

Stay here.

Rachel Thompson.

Who is it?

Department of National Security, ma'am.

Open the door, please.

Can I help you?

Ms. Thompson, I'm here to speak to you about your son, Desmond Swann.

There's grave concern for his health and welfare.

- He isn't here. - I'd like to take a look around.

Now's really not a good time.