Orphan Black

I saw a girl kill herself.

-Ew! -Yeah, and she looked exactly like me.

We're clones. We're like lab rats in an illegal experiment.

If it were my experiment, I would put an observer close to the subject

to keep tabs and accumulate data.

-Where is Beth? -She killed herself.

I took her identity.

You're her monitor, aren't you?

Doctors came and medically examined her in her sleep.

I know exactly who you are. You're a...

A sleazy watcher spy!

CHOKING

FOOD PROCESSOR RUNNING Aynsley?

The German was sick. Should I be worried about that?

COUGHING

I'm sick, Delphine.

Art, you gotta see this. It's a match on the Jane Doe print.

Why the hell does she look like Beth?

Sarah Manning! Put your hands on your head!

You're under arrest.

-I didn't kill her, Art! -Do you know who did?

Detective, this interview is over.

This is Amelia.

I'm your birth mother.

I had twins, one to the state, and one to the judge.

Helena.

I grew up pure in a convent in Ukraine.

You killed someone I've been dreaming about my whole life.

GUNSHOTS

Sarah Manning.

My name is Rachel Duncan, and we are going to come to terms.

Sarah? You can't make a deal.

Any freedom they promise is bullshit.

They've patented us.

Sarah, they could claim Kira.

Kira!

-Pick up, pick up. -Leave it for Felix.

Fee! Shit.

Fee, where are you? They took 'em.

They took Kira and Mrs. S.

THUNDER

DOOR CHIMING

FOLK MUSIC PLAYING

You look like you could use a coffee.

Yeah, I'll take tea.

Tea it is.

The number you have reached

-is not in service at this time. -Shit!

The number you have reached is not in service at this time.

Hi, you've reached Paul Dierden. Please leave a message.

Paul, what the hell is going on?

Did Rachel just take my family? I need you to call me now.

Nah, first one's on the house.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

PHONE RINGING

Paul?

Hello, Sarah.

There is a painless way to reunite with Siobhan and Kira.

Simply surrender yourself.

Rachel, you bitch.

Me and Kira are not your bloody subjects.

Neither is Siobhan.

The terms of my offer still stand.

We'll pretend you didn't run.

Rachel, if you touch one hair on my daughter's head, I will...

DOOR CHIMING Evenin'.

Evenin', fellas. What can I get ya?

Are your eggs the domesticated type?

What do you mean?

I believe my friend is asking for free-range eggs.

Undomesticated.

No free-range, no free-run. Just normal eggs.

Then they're not normal.

Your chickens have been interfered with.

They're not my chickens. They're just my eggs.

I bet you ordered up a whole mess of eggs.

Who are you?

-She's got the lilt. -Yeah.

This is the one.

Uh-uh-uh.

After you.

I think we'll let the lady leave on her own.

Ease on out now.

Are you sure, Sarah?

We've come here to take you to Kira.

Where is she?

Sarah!

Sarah!

There's nowhere to run.

-Sarah! -Shit.

We're your best option.

GRUNTING

Ah!

THUNDER

THEME SONG PLAYING

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ah, ah

# Ah, ah

# Ooh, ooh, ooh #

TRANCE MUSIC PLAYING

So, tonight you should be extra sweet to me.

Fee!

Holy shit! Hi!

-Where have you been? -Bloody hell, what?

What are you doing? Is this why you haven't answered your phone?

Yeah, 'cause I'm in the midst of a five-way.

We have an emergency, and you're high. You're kidding me!

What are you wearing?

What? Sarah, what?

They took Kira!

Mrs. S' truck was still there, her purse.

The place was trashed like they'd been dragged out...

Okay, wait, can we just, can we back up a sec, okay?

No, we need to go, Fee!

How do we know that this isn't Helena again, Sarah?

-No, she's gone. -She's gone where?

Just gone, okay?

PHONE RINGING Shit!

Okay. Wait, wait, wait! Wait.

You said all their other phones have been disconnected.

Well, why isn't yours disconnected, yeah?

Probably because they're tracking that stupid pink burner.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Hello? Hello?

It's Paul, Sarah.

-Who else is listening? -You know my situation.

Tell 'em I want to talk to Mrs. S.

You're going to have to come in for that. I don't see a better choice, Sarah.

I'll meet you alone.

Wait for my call.

She's smarter than you think.

Do one more thing to help her

so I can put a bullet in your head.

No, no. You can't meet Paul. No.

-No, not in person, no. -No. What... Hey, ow!

Shit. Sorry, sorry.

Okay. Come on, get your shit together, you silly tit.

I need you to make a side trip for me, yeah?

MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY

Please just come to the Dyad event.

Hey, think what you're asking me to do.

We can negotiate your position, but you need to start talking to Leekie.

SIGH

-We need the Dyad now. -We?

You. If you are sick.

And our relationship can be whatever we want.

We have leverage.

You still work for Leekie.

On your behalf, to protect you.

These samples aren't gonna go to Dyad,

and you can't tell them that we know about the patent either.

I'd do my own research first.

This is my biology. It's my decision. Okay?

Okay.

You're right.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

KNOCKING ON DOOR

What the dickens?

Rachel took Kira? She can't do that.

We agreed to a code of conduct.

Yeah, well, Sarah didn't sign a deal, did she?

Shh, shh.

Sorry.

I was supposed to ask you something, but I just...

Oh, can we borrow a gun?

Oh, right, you need a gun.

Apparently, I'm the go-to girl for guns, right?

Okay, Alison, come here. We...

Holy shit.

What is with the balls of your thumbs? They're so bouncy.

Felix, are you high?

Well, I didn't know there was gonna be a huge emergency, did I?

Be quiet. My children are sleeping.

Look, I do not keep guns in my house anymore,

they're at the range in my locker.

Could you maybe just go and fetch us one, please?

Sarah can't...

just go around shooting people with my guns. They're registered to me.

I'm trying to get my family life back in order.

I'm not drinking anymore, no more little helpers.

I'm doing a musical.

Oh, my god, not Cats.

KNOCKING ON DOOR Alison?

Oh, my god.

Hello, Donnie.

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Who are you talking to?

Um... I'm...

I'm running lines for the play, obviously.

At 4:00 a.m.?

I'm not in control of the muse.

-The muse? -Mm-hmm.

-You wouldn't understand. -No, I don't think so.

Just go to bed.

-Fine. Don't be long. -Okay.

FELIX SQUEAKING Ahh, ahh!

What are you wearing?

-Oh, yeah! -No, no, no, no.

Look, I might be able to help with a firearm, unregistered.