200 baris pertama.
- Previously on Bionic Woman... - What's your problem?
You know, dad didn't try to control me.
- Dad trusted me, okay? - Dad dropped you off on my doorstep.
I'm pregnant.
I know this isn't something you just spring on someone.
Marry me.
So I'm thinking Coltrane if it's a boy,
Billie if it's a girl.
Why can't I feel my legs?
Both your legs and your arm had to be replaced.
Also your right ear and right eye.
How long until she's combat ready?
She's a civilian.
Everyone has to sing for their supper around here, Will,
or haven't you figured that out yet?
I'm not in control.
I know.
Sarah Corvus is still alive.
My father developed technology for the military.
You made me into a soldier?
Will!
Who are you?
The first bionic woman.
Ta da.
You're gonna have to do a little better than that.
We are gathered here today to honor the memory of William Anthros.
A surgeon, teacher, son, and loving friend.
"I am the resurrection and the life," sayeth the Lord.
"He that believeth in Me though he were dead, yet shall he live.
"And whosever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.
"Let not your heart be troubled.
"Ye believeth in God. Believeth also in me."
- Are you okay? - I will be.
Jamie.
- Give us a second. - Yeah, okay.
- We need to talk. - No, we don't.
- Listen, I know this is a hard time. - I'm gonna go back to my job
and my life and pretend none of this ever happened.
So don't call me.
- Who was that? - Nobody.
Breaking news from Paradise Idaho, today,
where authorities have mysteriously cordoned off this small town of 200.
No official reason for the quarantine has been released.
The forecast is cloudy skies...
Here's the thing. You never really know anybody.
You think you know them.
You think you want to marry them and spend the rest of your life with them.
And then they turn out to be a creep with a weird dossier on you.
What?
Nothing.
The point is there's no such thing as Mr. Right.
From here on in, it's Mr. Right now.
- Hi. - Hi.
Sorry. Sorry. Are you okay?
- I think you might've broken my rib. - Sorry. I got a little excited.
I got a lot going on right now.
No, no, no. I think I need to go to the emergency room.
- What the hell are you doing? - Oh.
- What, are you following me now? - Who's this guy?
This is... what's your name?
- Steve. - Obviously. This is Steve.
- Go home, Steve. - Thank you.
- This is getting on with your life? - Go away.
I would love to. But those legs, that arm, that ear,
and that eye belong to me. They cost $50 million.
- What if I pay you $20 a month? - I want you to come work for me.
- I already have a job. - You work in a bar, Jamie.
You never went to college. And here you are getting drunk,
having sex with strangers in a public restroom.
I was accepted to Harvard. And I am not at Harvard
because I am raising my little sister.
I think I'm gonna have to throw up now.
It's okay, the moment's passed.
I totally forgot what I was saying.
You were making a bunch of excuses is what you were doing.
- God, you're a douche. - Listen to me.
You could do something with your life. You could make a difference.
Why? Because you turned me into a half-robotic freak?
You have no idea what can do now. It's a gift.
It's not what you wanted. You didn't ask for it.
It's not fair. But it's where you are.
And I'm not going to stand around
and watch you flush your life down the toilet.
Why did Will have a file on me this thick?
I found it in his apartment.
And it started two years before I met him.
What are you people?
Okay...
we're a private, clandestine group dedicated
to stopping rogue organizations from ending civilization as we know it.
I'll make it simple for you. We're saving the world.
I could use your help. Are you in or are you out?
I am definitely out.
And now I think I have to throw up.
Hello.
I know Becca's been through a lot.
And I'm very patient with that up to a point.
But smoking pot on campus, I have my limits.
- I couldn't agree with you more. - Now, we can expel her for this.
Short of that, we can prevent her from doing any school activities,
which includes the talent show this friday.
- Wait--what? No. - Becca.
Mrs. Buezy,
I want to assure you I take this incident extremely seriously.
Becca is gonna face repercussions at home.
And I promise you I'm gonna stay on top of the situation.
But I would really love it if we could take the talent show
off the table as a punishment.
Since Becca got involved with the drama department,
I've seen a big difference in her.
She's more positive, she's more focused on school.
And my fear is if you take that away from her, she's gonna backslide.
Of course, the decision is yours, but I just wanted to weigh in.
Wow. Okay, you are good. Thanks.
Smoking pot in the girl's locker room? You're a cliche.
First of all, pot's not really a drug. It comes from the earth.
And look at you. Just look at you. You're obviously hung over.
Shut up. Just shut up.
Can you think of someone besides yourself just once?
- What is wrong with you? - Nothing is wrong with me.
You know how much I've given up for you?
We were just at Will's funeral,
and now I'm being called to the principal's office?
I don't know, maybe I should just move in with dad.
Maybe you should. 'Cause apparently, I'm doing a terrible job.
My god.
- How many casualties? - I counted 14 people from these images,
but there's every indication there's more.
- Where did you get this? - It's security camera footage.
A contact gave it to me before the FBI confiscated it.
- What has the military said? - To me? Nothing yet.
Jonas, the media has been completely shut out,
they have no idea what's really going on.
There is a complete cover-up.
This seems like a biological attack to me. We need to get in there.
Okay, let's just-- let's take a beat, gather more intel.
The last thing we need is a pissing match with the army.
I'm such a bitch. I don't know what's wrong with me.
Hey, honey, you just lost your fiance.
And your sister's acting like a twerp.
So don't be hard on yourself.
Hi, I'm so-- I'm so sorry I'm late.
- You're late. - I know.
You didn't tell her, did you? If you told her, I'm going to kill you.
- Hey, sweetie, what's wrong? - Oh, nothing.
I just got this weird ringing in my ear. Tell me what?
Big news. I just got into Columbia Law.
- Oh my god! - They want me. I'm in.
I'm gonna be a scumbag lawyer, you guys.
That is so great. I'm so happy for you.
And I think that you and I should go and visit her.
Oh yes, please.
- Have you been to Greenwich village? - No, I haven't even been to New York.
Because I met this amazing guy there.
And maybe right now we should celebrate by shopping.
I would love to, but I have this appointment. So you guys go.
Carly, congratulations. That's awesome.
Thanks.
You reading "what color is your parachute"?
- Uh, yeah. Just, uh-- - No, no, no.
It's a really good book. It changed my life totally.
- Really? - Yeah.
How?
Well, I ended up starting a non-profit group
that sends clean water systems to third world countries.
Maybe I should buy this.
Hey.
- Jack Russell? - It is. This is Scraps.
And no, I didn't name him. My niece did.
I had one of these when I was a kid. So cute.
- Antonio. - Jamie. Jamie sommers.
So, Jamie Sommers, you seriously considering a life change?
I don't know. I just got out of a relationship.
- He died actually. - Oh. So sorry.
I don't know why I'm telling you this.
Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger.
Yeah.
It just feels like all my friends are moving on with their lives, and
I'm stuck here reading what color is your parachute?
Well, maybe it's true what they say,
"what doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
You don't know how true that is.
Well, maybe you just need to take the time to figure out what
Jamie Sommers has to offer the world, that's all.
All right? Come on.
We're now in day two of crisis in Paradise, as the mystery deepens.
This small town in northwestern Idaho,
population 201, has been quarantined.
Still no word as to the reason for the quarantine.
But police have blocked off all access roads,
and evacuated neighboring towns as a cautionary measure.
Please stay with news channel 8 as we track the story.
Hey.
What are you doing?
Come on.
How did you do that?
Pilates?
Yeah, I'm listening to everything you're saying. The answer's still no.
The answer's no, and that's non-negotiable.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll talk about it later.
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