200 rreshtat e parë.
Why doesn't the psycho go live with one of her other sisters?
Because it's your turn.
What's that thing?
These are my babies.
- Then who are you? - A messenger.
Pretty sure you've got some merchandise
that belongs to my boss.
If I want your wife, I'll just take her.
I was sanctioned by Topside.
To conduct a security review of self-aware clones,
not screw our product!
Because they will kill you.
What do you want?
Wow, "Dr. Moreau."
I love this book.
Sorry, um...
Who else knew about the book? Because Castor knew
exactly what they were looking for.
Your resignation is accepted.
You might need this while you're out in the cold.
You're gonna translate that,
or else we send you back to Delphine.
In London town we all fell down.
Thank you, Rachel.
Sorry to raise any false hopes.
- London. - What do you mean?
Well, the bit Rachel translated points to London.
To the Castor original.
We need to get to him first.
Are we going home?
Not exactly Knightsbridge, is it?
I thought we were meant to be in the old neighborhood.
My old neighborhood, chicken, before I took you lot in.
Get walking.
Left foot, right foot.
Works the same this side of the pond.
- Terry? - At the back, love.
Are we meeting someone already?
No time to waste.
We have to track down Castor, so...
I called an old friend.
20 years ago, he helped to find you.
Siobhan the bomb.
You ain't changed a day.
Sarah, Felix, Terry.
All right?
Got my message?
Yeah, course I did.
Exact make and model requested.
Consider it my welcome home.
Better get some pints and get into it then.
Now you're talking.
You three sit tight. I'll be back in a jiff.
You get right down to business, don't cha?
When we find the Castor original,
there's only one way this can go.
I'm gonna kill him.
All fowl have feathers.
Some feathers are brown.
Conclusion, all fowl is brown.
False.
Some poisons are pills.
All pills are purple.
Conclusion, all poisons are purple.
All poisons are purple.
True or false.
How long do I have?
Our best cryptographers
are working to crack the Duncan code.
We'll find the original Castor.
Ha!
Very good.
You are fierce warrior.
You will win this competition.
Oscar says I'm too small.
No, small is good.
Small is a weapon.
You stand this close.
When I hit,
you block.
Then you look me in the eyes...
And you punch. Ack!
I am choking, so you come where I am vulnerable.
Like this. Aah! Ack!
Helena!
We don't do things like that anymore, remember?
I don't think I'm allowed.
No, of course not.
I am a mother now,
I walk a different path.
So we slipped you out of the orphanage.
Do you remember that?
Mmm, sort of.
I remember being at your house in the country, and...
Nah, wasn't mine.
Just one of a few places we had back then.
What do you mean, like safehouses?
Where you were, like, hiding fugitives?
Yeah, and a place for Carlton to shag your mother.
Oh...
- What! - No!
- Enough of that. - What was that?
Yeah.
Look, the reason we're here goes back to those days.
I want you to just have a look at this
and see what you make of it.
"In London town we all fell down."
Who you after, bleedin' mother goose?
Could be.
I don't know what this other shite is,
but I'll tell you this, this here number
says that this Castor fellow was a guest of her majesty's.
What do you mean?
That's a prisoner's number?
Yeah, a lifer. Long stretch.
See, only the old geezers have this kind of tag.
They changed the numbering system in the '80s.
Reckon you want a name for this bloke, yeah?
We want a name, and as soon as you can get it.
I'll talk to a mate, see what I can find out.
Yeah?
Shouldn't take long.
Cheers.
Oh, hi!
Could you just put that on the table there
with all the other stuff?
Goodness, I think I will need a few more of these.
Oh, Gracie! Before you go.
The body butter recipe is on...
Is on the bulletin board over there,
and please, please,
could you go in today and make sure...
Actually, Mrs. Hendrix,
I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon.
Oh, of course. Yes, take the day off.
- Thank you. - Good.
Okay, that's... good, so where is my husband?
Where is Donnie?
Ah... ah...
Hi, honey.
Sorry, I got up early to go for a run.
Oh!
You didn't come to bed last night.
You know what, my... My stupid sinus
was whistling again, so I decided to just
sleep on the couch. Ow!
Are you all right?
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
I think I just, um, pulled a hammy.
Okay, but please, please, go by the store today.
I am on the trail all day
and we're shorthanded, okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm on it.
Thank you!
Love you. Hello?
Oh, God.
So I'm thinking
huevos rancheros at the Counter.
Mmm.
Uh...
What? What was that?
Huevos?
You just quit your job,
so I'm buying extra salsa for you.
I can't, actually, today.
I've got all this, um... Paperwork,
exiting clause bullshit.
- Is everything okay? - Mm-hmm.
You feeling okay? Give me your forehead.
Yeah, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.
I just gotta go.
I'll call you later, okay?
Okay.
Shit!
We're closed.
Okay, yeah,
all right, okay, I hear you.
Come in.
That looks like it hurts.
You should see the other guy.
I did.
He said you jumped him.
Jason Kellerman? No!
I may have pushed him a little,
provoked him. We... we... We had words.
Come on! What are you doing?
Please, I-I just...
I just put that back.
Where're the pills?
What? Why?
Pouchy wants them back.
Pouchy?
This is between me and Kellerman.
It's got nothing to do with... Oh, come on!
Kellerman vouched for you to Pouchy.
He doesn't anymore.
You're out.
Look, the pills aren't here,
I swear.
Stop!
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