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A bank supervisor?
He was brought here for treatment.
And you want me to think that that's where I grew up, but that's not my house.
And I don't know the woman in that photograph.
And I'm not the baby in that photograph.
Oh, God.
So whose file do you have there, Doc?
Why don't we switch places?
Eine zigarette, bitte.
You received a package.
What was in it?
Girl Scout cookies.
As much as I dislike other people's pain...
A disk.
- A disk?
- Yeah.
What happened to you when you saw what was on that disk?
Did your life pass in front of your eyes,
Deborah Fielding?
I'm not Deborah Fielding.
You're right.
You're not Deborah Fielding.
She was a patient of mine.
She had a flesh-eating bacteria on her eyes.
I had to slice her eyelids off and record her sleep deprivation for the military in pursuit of my Mad Scientist's degree.
It was so bad I wanted to commit suicide, but I did not want to suffer the humiliation of autopsy.
When your mother calls do you feel the need to pick up the photo album that you keep beside your bed, similar to this one perhaps?
You know 15 languages, in fact.
You know how much time we invested in you, all for the advancement of the human genome?
Let me ask you something.
This... the answer, please.
People are gonna come looking for me.
They are.
Why are you here?
Oh, please please, stay away from me.
Oh, God.
You came to me, Deborah.
Don't call me that.
What did you do to me, you psychotic piece of shit?
Let me ask you something.
Who is Captain Frank Sanders to you?
Hmm?
What is he to you?
He's my father.
So he is.
But it isn't your love for him that brought you back, is it?
No.
I had to know the truth.
He stole you from your mother, brought you to me.
I created you with his blessing.
He gave you up to it, flesh of his flesh, blood of his blood.
How can a father do such a thing?
You hate him, don't you?
Know your place.
What will you do when you see him again, Melissa?
What will you do?
Kill him.
Russo.
Russo, thank God.
I've had a bitch of a time trying to reach you.
- Go ahead.
- You won't believe this... remember that green blood sample I showed you?
- Yeah.
- It's blood, human blood.
- Stay with me on this one.
- I'm here.
The blood sample I took is infected.
It's D.N.A. Sequence's been overwritten by something that mimics a virus.
So the guy's sick.
Whatever it is replicates at a rate faster than H.I.V.
Mental capabilities, physical strength... everything that makes us who we are gets radically changed.
A new race of men.
Yeah, but instead of happening over the next couple hundred years, it could be overnight.
Thanks, Dennis.
Got a 187 reported at Bishop College... a Professor Richard Colbert.
All units respond.
Copy that.
- Hello?
- Tammy, are you sitting down?
I am now.
I've waited 15 years for this.
Deborah Fielding is Melissa Sanders.
Sanders is slowly piecing together the puzzle.
He and the creature's usefulness are at an end.
Fortunately, in their treatments
I thought ahead and implanted a time lock in their D.N.A., making them weak and helpless, their fates so intertwined.
It was you all along.
You sent the package to Deborah.
You altered her D.N.A.
What did you have to gain from this, Doctor?
You exposed us to a great deal of danger.
You cannot catch a falling knife.
Your Gordian Laboratories I.P.O. Is in the crapper because of your greed and your vanity.
Oops.
You know what?
You are numero freakin' zero.
Deborah's all alone now.
All she has is me.
Do you understand?
Melissa is awakening to the fact that her entire life has been but a carefully scripted illusion, complete with fake parents, false memories and artificial surroundings.