Code 8

We call on all those

who were born with special abilities.

Come register your powers and help make a difference.

Lincoln City,

America's fastest-growing economy

is opening its doors

to hundreds of special-ability individuals

to help build the city of the future.

Certainly, power-enabled people

were invited to Lincoln City to help

with manufacturing and construction.

I suppose, yes, this was a time

when the usefulness of those skills

outweighed the potential dangers.

Nobody knew why some people had powers,

but as long as they were effective workers,

it didn't matter.

We were fire fighters, police officers.

We were doctors, for heaven's sake.

We used our powers to help people.

This is automation.

Today's way of manufacturing.

But economically speaking, over time,

those with powers were no longer in demand.

Machines could do what they could do.

Hundreds are out of work

and more layoffs are expected.

No, no, no, I didn't say

we wouldn't hire a powered person.

I said we wouldn't hire an unregistered powered person.

Big difference.

We're talking powered on LC Radio, 88 FM.

You're on the air.

I can't get a job cleaning toilets.

It's pretty fucking bad --

Whoa, whoa, you can't say that on the radio.

The new highly-addictive street drug

is called Psyke.

Newest deadly narcotic.

America's latest and most vicious drug.

The main ingredient in Psyke,

spinal fluid extracted from individuals with power.

With drug dealers paying handsomely

for their spinal--

Making tapping illegal isn't gonna solve anything.

These people already can't get jobs.

It'll make them more desperate and more dangerous.

The leader of this drug ring pleaded guilty --

Cartel called "The Trust"

is running a major Psyke operation.

In many ways,

it is as sophisticated as a Fortune 500 Company.

Psyke is seeing a massive spread

into non-powered communities across the state.

My daughter is a drug addict!

All eyes are on the mayor today --

Officials announced a new,

comprehensive power registration policy.

As pressure mounts for an outright power --

Some police departments

are using new technology --

Thermal cameras so sensitive it detects --

I get scanned every single day.

Protect your family from unwanted --

The new fleets of automated robotic officers

called Guardians --

I can hear these things flying above my house

all night, it's fucking terrifying!

They need to leave us alone.

Hey.

Mom.

Fell asleep in your uniform again.

Oh, yeah.

Guess I'm ready to go to work.

Yeah.

Make you a hot cup of coffee.

Okay, thanks, hon.

So, answer the question.

If you were a vegetable,

what kind of vegetable would you be?

We're really gonna do this right now?

We are doing this.

Okay, fine.

A tomato.

A tomato.

It's a fruit and a vegetable, so it's versatile.

Like me, you know?

I can do different things.

Is that what you're gonna say if they ask you that?

Tough crowd, okay, how would you answer it?

I would be an onion.

An onion. Mm-hmm.

Why?

Because, they have so many layers.

And so do I.

It's good.

Wow.

It's a good thing I'm the one interviewing,

'cause that is a brutal answer.

Mom, they're getting worse.

They're fine.

Mom, if anything were to happen to you...

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

Hey.

I'm not going anywhere.

Eat.

You don't wanna be late.

Connor Reed?

Yeah.

We be the ones to run and hide?

They commit the crimes, let them run and hide.

How about that for an idea?

I don't care if they're born with powers.

I agree, they're dangerous.

I'm sick of them, I'm not afraid to say it.

Get moving.

Tommy, for Christ's sake, every time.

I got another load coming in 15,

let's go, you're killing me!

Joe.

You need another one?

I did, an hour ago.

Oh man, I could really use this.

Yeah, well, life is about timing, Conner,

and today yours is for shit.

You got another load coming in 15, truck's pretty full.

I'm only giving you a half day.

I missed an hour.

Take it or leave it, I'm good either way.

Yo.

Sup, how'd the job interview go?

Oh, crushed it, yeah, start Monday,

full benefits, corner office.

Sounds like a dream.

D-1-0-6, arriving at 162 West Lake.

3 workers spotted out front

Guardians standing by.

10 Alpha 20, drone support has landed.

You are clear to approach.

Attention.

This is the LCPD.

All workers are to come outside for identification.

10 Alpha 20 at 162 West Lake.

You the foreman?

Yes, can I help you?

We got a call about powers being used.

Uh, it'd be the first time I heard anything about that.

All right!

Everyone line up.

Let's go!

All right, caps off, chins to the sky.

Yeah, half of these guys are enabled.

Anybody with ability can pack up your shit,

you're done for the day.

You wanna use powers, get a permit next time.

Yeah, who's got money for that shit?

I don't know.

Not my problem.

Guy at the end won't look up.

Hey, asshole.

Hey! Chin up.

Now!

He's got a warrant!

Hands away from your body, now!

Do not move!

Guardians ready to drop.

Turn around!

Now slowly put your hands behind your back.

Great job, really making a difference.

What's that?

You got something you wanna say?

Back up!

Back up now!

Yeah, okay, okay.

Everybody, face down on the pavement, now!

Shots fired at 162 West Lake, one officer is down.

I need additional ground units and medical.

Stand by for drop,

maintain 500 feet until cleared

Target is a Psyke op in apartment 106.

Drug unit says it's one of Marcus Sutcliffe's.

Visual on target, ground team coming in.

D-1-1-8, 40 meters, ready to drop.

Cleared to drop.

Dropping.

Guardians are online at Riverton Towers.

Class 4 Brawn with multiple priors

spotted in the building.

Considered armed and dangerous.

Come on.

Clear the hall!

Get back inside, lock your door.

Execute.

Show your fucking hands!

Don't!

Get on the fucking ground!

You good?

Yeah.

Check that hall.

Show me your fucking hands!