The first 200 lines.
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This is the third one this month.
I'm well aware of that.
I wasn't brought on for this.
I thought we agreed we're just supposed to find them.
Things change, Lloyd.
I need you to be more careful.
Are you telling me how to do my job?
I'm warning you.
One or two more of these experiments goes south,
and someone's gonna get wind of what we're doing here.
And you're being well compensated
to take on that risk, Lloyd,
but if you're telling me that you'd rather not continue,
we will find somebody else.
Is that what you'd prefer?
License and registration, please.
- Evening, Officer. - Evening.
Sure. No problem.
What are you hauling here?
Produce.
And, uh, where to?
Sanborn.
Sanborn, huh?
Are you aware that this highway's
a drug-smuggling route into Ontario?
I wouldn't know anything about that.
Good, then you wouldn't mind me
taking a look in the back of the vehicle, would you?
You want to remove the sheet, please?
What the--
Don't--
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Honey, what's wrong?
You left your cane.
I didn't need it.
For the first time in...
I don't know how long, Char, I just got up and walked.
Just a few steps. Hurt like hell.
Well, the treatment?
It's working.
After the attack, I didn't think I'd ever be the same,
and after the diagnosis--
And you heard what the doctor said--
tumor's shrinking.
And it's working.
Mm.
Hey, don't hang up. I'm in trouble.
The judge cleared you of everything.
It's not about the harbormaster.
I can't.
Look, when Reddington blew my cover,
he exposed me to some very dangerous people,
and now they're looking for me.
And the guy who places me, I can't get in touch with him.
Tom...
And these people, these Germans--
- Hold on. - Get in.
Where the hell you been? How'd you find me?
If I can, they can.
They flagged you leaving Dresden.
Your passports are burned.
Throw me the bag! Get in!
All right, look, I got to go,
- but I'll be all right. - We got to leave!
I know! Give me a second!
- Now! - I know what today is.
Have fun at Wing Yee's tonight.
Goodbye, Tom.
What's this?
You don't remember, do you?
What?
The grapevines.
The ones you and Sam harvested.
Of course. I-I remember.
Along the garden fence, we would pick...
Is this from--
A bottle of wine you made with Sam when you were a child.
Happy birthday, Lizzy.
You've become everything Sam dreamed you would and more.
Share it with someone special.
That said, it's probably undrinkable by now,
so I also brought you an '82 Brunello as a backup.
31.
No offense, but that's old.
My yogi tells me that time doesn't exist.
He fully intends to live forever,
and tragically, he's not the only one.
Tell me, what do you know
about the Longevity Initiative?
I haven't heard of it.
It's a private company
dedicated to extending human life indefinitely,
funded by none other than Roger Hobbs.
- The tech billionaire? - Yes.
He started years ago.
I know because he offered me the opportunity
to invest as a founding partner in the project.
I passed.
You know Roger Hobbs personally?
Roger is considerably smarter than the above-average bear,
and now... it appears he may also be as deadly.
You're aware of the New York state trooper
who was gunned down last night in the line of duty?
The suspect's still missing,
but they found mutilated bodies in the back of the truck.
Not mutilated.
Experimented on.
The Longevity Initiative
has entered the human-trial phase.
If they've made a breakthrough, they need to test it.
On innocent victims.
With any luck, I'll be dead-wrong.
Perhaps you'll have a better sense
once you've spoken with Roger Hobbs.
Sorry to bother you at home.
Actually, the Longevity Initiative
does not have any dedicated office space.
We fund research all over the world.
How many employees?
About a thousand.
All doing research on immortality?
Sounds like science-fiction, I know,
but it's all grounded work.
We have a goal-- to solve the death riddle.
To do that, we target the issue from every angle.
We support unproven advanced genetic technologies
that the mainstream establishment won't even touch.
Simply put, we are trying
to extend the life of the human body as long as possible.
How about we talk about the three dead bodies,
all with craniotomies,
found being smuggled in the back of a truck?
What are the chances
that we connect those dead bodies back to you
and your, uh, experiment?
You can't possibly think
one of my scientists was responsible.
There is speculation that some of your employees
might have thought it was time for human trials.
I mean, look, I have enough lawyers on speed dial
to fill a stadium.
I'm here talking to you
because this project means everything to me.
We have nothing to hide.
We'll need a list of all of your researchers.
Done. You have my full cooperation.
That was the ME's office.
We have to go. Thank you.
Thank you for your time.
Mm-hmm.
You were right--
these people were experimented on.
All three victims died during a neurosurgical procedure.
- For what purpose? - Unclear.
But foreign cells were introduced into their brain tissue.
- What kinds of cells? - Well, some of them were fetal stem cells,
but some were, well...
not human.
- Bizarre. - When the bodies came in,
they all had catastrophic damage
to the frontal lobe of the brain.
Naturally, I thought that damage
was caused by whatever experiment led to their death,
but then, I got an ID of one of the victims, and...
So, the experiments didn't cause the brain damage.
No.
You're looking at William Eckhoff.
He was in a skiing accident,
suffered multiple bone fractures,
but most importantly, a traumatic brain injury--
couldn't speak.
In fact, he was reported missing three days ago
from a care facility in Hagerstown.
Who would abduct a defenseless, disabled man
and subject him to such cruelty?
What did you do?
Why am I looking at my patients on every newscast?!
I could care less about your patients.
I murdered a cop.
I don't believe this.
I told you if we kept going, we'd attract unwanted attention.
I'm gone.
I'm leaving the country. You do the same.
I can't do that.
I have to go. I'm with a patient.
Well, then...
Let's continue.
Tell me your name, please.
There we go.
Let's try that again.
Tell me your name.
Tell me your name.
Come on, you can try harder.
Tell me your name, please.
Tell me your name!
That's it. Tell me your name.
Get in here! She's seizing!
Is this a bad time?
Of course not. Have a seat.
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