The Umbrella Academy

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On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989,

43 women around the world gave birth.

This was unusual only in the fact

that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began.

Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer,

resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.

Extraordinary!

How much do you want for it?

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Show me where the safe is, or your family's dead!

- Where's the safe? -

Just leave us alone!

...little bit of rain potentially, later in the week.

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Who is this guy?

Over here, over here!

There's our sweetheart, Allison!

Oh! You're perfect!

Hey, you, stay strong.

I believe in you. Okay?

You, not so much.

Bye, Klaus.

We'll see you soon, Klaus.

- Stay sober. - Mm.

- - Incoming transmission.

Your family is safe now.

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We're going now live to a breaking story.

- One more! - Allison, here!

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Al... Allison, Allison!

- Allison! - Allison! Have you heard the news?

When was the last time you saw your father?

Have you heard from your brothers?

Allison, will you wear Valentino to the funeral?

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[rock version of "The Music of the Night" playing]

Moments ago,

police reported the death of the most eccentric

and reclusive billionaire.

Dad...

Hey, Mom.

Mom?

Vanya?

You're actually here.

- Hey, Allison. - Hey, sis.

Ah. What is she doing here?

You don't belong here. Not after what you did.

You're seriously gonna do this today?

Way to dress for the occasion, by the way.

At least I'm wearing black.

You know what? I... Maybe he's right.

- And I shouldn't... - Forget about him.

I'm glad you're here.

I can save you some time.

They're all locked.

No forced entry, no sign of struggle.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Oh, you got big, Luther.

What's the secret, huh? Protein shakes?

Low carbs?

What do you want?

The autopsy report.

Ah.

And you have this why?

Well, that's because I... broke into the coroner's office.

And surprise, surprise, Dad's death was... normal.

Just a boring, old heart failure.

Yeah, so?

So, why are you in here,

checking all the windows?

- Were you the first one on the scene? - Pogo found him.

Yeah, I talked to Pogo. He said he couldn't find Dad's monocle.

And your point being?

Can you think of a single time you saw Dad and he wasn't wearing that monocle?

No. Which means someone took it.

Which means there's a chance he wasn't alone when he died.

There is no mystery here. Nothing to avenge.

Nothing to solve, nothing like that.

It's just a sad old man who kicked it

in a big, empty house.

Just like he deserved.

You should leave.

Whatever you say, brother.

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Welcome home, Ms. Vanya.

Pogo.

Hmm.

So good to see you.

Ah, yes, your autobiography.

Do you know, um...

Did he ever read it?

Hmm...

Not that I'm aware of.

How long has it been since Five disappeared?

It's been 16 years, four months, and 14 days.

Your father insisted I keep track.

You wanna know something stupid?

I always used to leave the lights on for him.

I was scared that he would come back,

it would be late, and the house would be dark

and he wouldn't be able to find us, so he'd leave again.

So, every night I'd make a little snack

and make sure all the lights were on.

Oh, I remember your snacks.

I'm pretty sure I stepped in half those peanut butter

and marshmallow sandwiches.

Your father always believed

that Number Five was still out there somewhere.

He never lost hope.

And look where that got him.

The children are ready for bed, sir. They wanted to say goodnight.

Okay! Time for bed now, kids. Come along now.

Come along now.

Come along now, Allison, your father's busy.

He's always busy.

- Where's the cash, Dad? -

Where's the cash?

Klaus? What are you doing in here?

Oh! Allison!

Wow, is that you?

Hey, come here.

Long time.

Too long. Hey, I was hoping to see you, actually,

because I wanted to get your autograph.

Add it to my collection!

- Just out of rehab? - No, no. No, no, no, no.

No. I'm done with all that.

I just came down here to prove to myself

that the old man was really gone.

And he is! He's dead. Yeah!

You know how I know? Because if he were alive,

not one of us would be allowed to set foot in this room.

He was always in here, our whole childhood,

plotting his next torment, right?

Remember how he used to look at us? That scowl?

Thank Christ he's not our real father

so we couldn't inherit those cold, dead eyes!

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- Number Three! - Get out of his chair.

Oh, wow, Luther!

Wow, you really, uh...

You really filled out over the years, huh?

- Klaus. - Save the lecture. I was already leaving.

You guys can talk amongst yourselves.

- Drop it. - Ex-squeeze me?

Do it. Now.

All right. All right.

It's just an advance on our inheritance!

That's all it is.

No need to get your little panties in a bunch.

Ah.

So, Klaus is still Klaus, in case you were wondering.