-Pick up, Jade. -Don't leave a message.
Yo, she's looking for you.
-No. -Yeah. She said no to no.
-It's after midnight. -It's not a request.
-What's all this? -Merch.
She loves her merch.
So why did you go?
It was just a party, Mom.
And you knew you could take advantage of your mother.
Please, you always just do what you want.
You're grounded.
-Whatever. -Hey…
You're late.
-Evelyn, what's going on? -Do you know this man?
-Why would I? -Because he knows about us.
-Tijuana. -You said Tijuana wouldn't be an issue.
And I can admit it when I'm wrong.
His name is Angel Hernan Rubio, and he's been a pain in our ass for years.
He worked for the Baja Post until he heard something happened
at our Mexican facility and decided to go public.
-Why didn't you just buy him? -Oh, we tried.
Not for sale, he's a very stand-up guy.
So we bought everyone else, and kept him under wraps.
The only people who believed him were conspiracy freaks
and 4chan virgins, or both.
Usually, it's both.
Somehow, Mr. Rubio knows we moved Joy to South Africa.
And somehow, he knows we've had a problem.
What kind of problem?
The "dog" kind.
I wanna know what he knows, and I wanna know who he's talking to.
-That's why you beat the shit out of him? -No.
That's why Roth beat the shit out of him.
And as much as I appreciate the goon work, it hasn't gotten us much.
So it's time for old Albert to come out and play.
Hmm?
The girls still up?
-I have to go. -Then you better work fast.
Evelyn, I mean it. I have to go right now.
I know you.
You're supposed to be dead.
I…
I know your daughters.
There he is!
No.
-No, please. Please, no! Please, no! No!
I've been looking up OG Raccoon City
and nothing says it got nuked.
Because that guy was lying.
'Cause I'm fine.
And let's just be happy for like a second.
Okay?
I'm happy.
Good. I'm getting ice cream.
Dad never talks about them.
The moms.
You know, the donors, Rick and Morty, our surrogate.
It was a closed surrogacy, closed donations.
Dad never talks about his family.
Brothers? Sisters? Parents?
Where was he even born?
Hey, stop.
That guy was insane.
Okay?
What?
When we went to Umbrella, I found a file on Dad's computer…
about Tijuana.
What did it say?
It didn't. It was a video.
It looked like…
people died.
-Why didn't you tell me? -I just… I, I don't know.
Everything was fucked, and you were--
That doesn't mean he's telling the truth.
I know that, but… Okay.
He said we didn't have birth certificates, right?
-So… let's find our birth certificates. -Jade.
Just, please be with me on this.
Okay?
And when we find them, you'll chill and eat ice cream?
I will eat all of the ice cream.
Deal.
Yes.
See anything?
"Sherlock Holmes. Agatha Christie. The Da Vinci Code."
Oh, my God.
What?
"Dating Past Your Prime. A Guide for Mature Lovers."
Ew.
-Oh, shit. -What?
I found a dog whistle, and this is for a gun?
But Dad hates guns.
Wait.
-Jade. -What's this?
-Come on.
He's using a different password.
Cool.
Are we done?
This is so stupid.
What are you even going to tell Si…
-Jade. Hi, are you all right? -I'm…
Why?
Some old guy crashed the party, and then Umbrella security rolled in.
-It was crazy. -So crazy.
Hey, can you come over?
Jade, it's, like, one o'clock in the morning.
And my mother, she's super pissed.
She nearly murdered me for walking in so late.
I, I doubt she'll let me leave.
-So go through the window. -Well, what's in it for me?
Gross.
Hi, Billie.
-I need to hack my dad's laptop. -Why?
What do you know about the first Raccoon City?
Um, it, it… it blew up. It was some sort of gas leak.
Yeah, well, the blog guy, the one you helped me talk to,
he said it got nuked.
-Fuck off. -And he said my dad was there.
Dude, it sounds mental.
This is Umbrella like they wouldn't nuke people?
I mean, no.
I don't know.
But you wanna know and you wanna help me.
Hi. I'm still here.
I'm still gagging.
-Look, he's not going to help us. -Wait. Just wait.
I…
Okay, fine, but you owe me.
Always.
All right.
Damn.
I've never seen security like this in Umbrella's networks.
Hold, please.
All right, you can fire up the laptop.
-So where's your dad now? -Work.
-Yeah, my mom's working late too. -I thought you said she was home.
Uh, no, other mom. Two moms.
That's why I'm so smooth with the ladies.
All right, I'm in.
He's got it.
Nothing about the original Raccoon City in his docs.
It's mostly just research articles.
A lot of stuff by some guy named William Birkin.
I mean, web-wise, he's got MSNBC and Science Daily bookmarked.
And the rest of it is just old people shit,
like credit cards, banks, car insurance.
What about his mail?
Mostly work. A lot of stuff to my mom.
Shit.
He's got a dead drop e-mail.
-A what? -A dead drop. It's…
It's like you have to input a code every 24 hours otherwise it sends.
-To who? -To you, Billie.
Me?
What does it say?
"Billie, if you're reading this, I'm sorry.
Something's happened to me, and I can't help you,
and you may not have much time.
Umbrella is coming for you.
I've left a bag with everything you'll need.
Find it, get Jade, and get out of the house.
I'm sorry, but this is all I can do for you."
This is, this is a joke.
"To start, the key is buried beneath your feet
on the road to Lombard Street."
What?
We're finding that bag.
Jade.
Come on, that's not normal. That's…
I don't know what this is.
Thanks, bye.
Wait, wait. I can… Um, I can help. The cameras.
-What cameras? -In your house.
The security system.
Look, your dad, or whoever, could be watching.
I… I can, I can loop them,
the footage, so it just makes you look, whatever, boring.
-Is that legal? -Well, after that, do you really care?
All right, it's done.
It's going to loop what was happening a half an hour ago.
Second problem, every smart appliance in your house,
there's a camera in it.
-Loop those too, then. -No, I can't. They are on a closed system.
Only the cops and maybe your dad have access.
So we're screwed.
No, not entirely. They all have a limited field of view.
Here.
-I can talk you past them. -Cool.
Why are you doing this?
I mean yeah, she's hot, but she's not felony hot.
Whoa, I kinda am. That's offensive.
-Okay. -No, it's not about that.
Look, for one, this is just too weird.
But I want to know why your dad thinks Umbrella would go after him.
Because…
Because they could go after my mom too.
Fine.
Where are you going?
Lombard Street.
Stop.
The thermostat.
Uh, go under it.
Keep low.
Lower.
-Lower. -Seriously?
Well, you've got the TV on one side
and the fridge on the other, so yes.
All right. You're clear.
Lombard Street.
Dad always said this was his favorite picture of us.
Yeah, hold me up.
"The key to a sad Jade in the 5th grade."
Why is he doing this?
Because this is the stuff only we can figure out.
-I mean, you. He wrote you. -Just…
Jade, what were you sad about?
When I was 11.
I mean, life,
Clannad, the fact that the world is shit and I'm living in it.
-I…
I was a really dark kid, okay?
Jade.
Come on.
I don't know. I… I got my tonsils out.
And the doctor said I had to sleep, but it hurt so much.
I was just crying.
Dad never knows what to do when we cry.
So to put me to sleep, he kept playing…
Oh!
Television.
You know, I'm probably not supposed to say it, but…
this is kinda cool.
It's traumatic, but it's cool.
You just like spending time with me.
I like that you keep needing me for things.
Loser.
The song. The one Dad always played.
"Moving song, huh?"
It's hollow.
What's there?
Passports.
For…
"Anna and Mila Schneider," but…
it's our pictures.
I, I don't…
Cash.
-Like, ten grand.
Shit.
Found his gun.
Shit. You know, your dad for sure nuked that town.
Shut up.
That's your problem.
All of this, and that is your problem?
No, you don't…
I…
I didn't want to do this.
I was fine, and everything was fine.
Nothing was ever fine.
You know, the guy was right.
No, he wasn't right.
-You don't even-- -He wasn't right about me!
Dad has been lying to us.
I don't know how. I don't know why.
-But he is obviously crazy. -Dad's not…
He cares about us.
-I mean, he left us a note. -He left you that note!
Whatever.
Maybe… maybe he knew you wouldn't ask questions.
You are super fucking mean sometimes, you know that?
Billie…
I just thought I was dying.
And did you care?
That's not what this is about--
Because it wasn't about you. Like, like it has been our whole lives.
Or maybe Dad trusts me because he knows I'm not the fuckup.
I mean, you whine about everything all the time, and you're barely passing.
-You took a rock to that girl-- -I did that for you!
Now who's lying?
You did that because you wanted to.
Everyone thinks I'm the psycho.
But you were worse.
Hey?
Sisters, huh?
-How much did you hear? -No, I… Nothing, Billie. I, um…
Look, I… It's insane. It's completely insane.
You know, I barely even know you, but I…
I just really like your sister.
Oh, you like that she's using you?
-Because… she's kind of using you. -Maybe. Maybe, but…
No, I like that when she cares, she goes super hard, you know?
And she must really care for you since you're all she ever talks about.
Yeah.
Right.
I'm gonna put you back on mute now.
I'm sorry.
I'm just scared.
Me too.
If Dad is hiding this, what else is he hiding?
What's he hiding about us?
Do you really wanna know?
I do.
Me too.
Okay, if I wanted to stash something in this house,
let's say, hmm, important papers, where would I put them?
Um, maybe in the basement?
-We don't have a basement. -Yes, you do.
When Umbrella is prefabbing your house, they only give you two options,
they give you patio and jacuzzi, or pool and herb garden.
But no, they, they all have basements.
There's a camera!
Goddamn it!
Weird.
That's usually the basement.
-You're clear of the camera.
Jade.
I think that's an RFID reader.
It's like, you know when you need to beep into a garage or something.
You normally need a special card,
or some people get chips implanted in their hands.
-What are you doing? -Come here.
-Dude. -Here.
Just try… Put your hands.
-Jade. -Maybe if you try it this way?
-Let me just-- -Get off me.
Dad's probably got the key with him.
Yeah, but everybody's got a spare, right?
The dog whistle.
You chipped fuzzy baby.
You. Hey.
That was… cute.
You can go first.
Umbrella must know about this. I mean they built it, right?
Please don't let this be his mature sex dungeon.
Jade, I'm… I'm cutting off. Jade, can you hear me?
Not a sex dungeon.
This was mine.
From when I was two.
What's that?
I don't know.
Hey.
I think that's our blood.
That's… What the fuck?
"RC 1998."
Raccoon City.
Who's Lisa?
Dad?
If she tries anything, shoot the bitch.
Dad's an asshole.
Lisa.
-Lisa, we're not going to hurt you.
We have to go.
-Billie… -I want to go!
Hey, that wasn't real!
It… it can't be real.
-No, Jade-- -Wait.
-I'm leaving. -"September 18th, 12 hours in,
her body shows limited reaction to virus.
Twenty-four hours in, viral count is up.
No pupil dilation, but the subject is withdrawn, abnormal."
He's talking about me.
"The virus doesn't seem to be overwhelming her cells.
But deterioration is expected on the standard 72-hour clock.
If she does turn, she'll…"
What?
"She'll need to be contained."
You're right. Let's go.
-No, what are you doing? -Taking…
This is proof.
Network connection improperly severed.
-Burn sequence initiated. -Shit.
Thirty seconds.
Twenty-five seconds.
Go, go! Come on!
Twenty seconds.
Fifteen seconds.
-No, it's locked! -It won't open!
Ten seconds.
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,
three, two, one.
Burn sequence activated.
Oh, my God!
What are you doing here?
Well, how did you even get down here?
You mean how did we find your secret lab?
You know what I do.
Some girl with a giant eyeball on her back, that's what you do?
-That wasn't me. -Sounded like you.
-Jade, I'm telling you the truth. -Why, why should we believe you?
-Because I'm your father. -Are you?
Where were we born? What hospital?
What were our donor's names?
San Francisco, UCSF Med. Tara Sutton and Alex Shaum.
Don't.
I found the email.
And the shitty clues, the bag.
Why do you have our blood in your mini-fridge?
Billie.
What's wrong with me?
We can talk about that, upstairs.
Fuck you.
-Jade. -Stop.
-I said stop!
No.
I am not playing this game.
I am your fucking father, and you'll do as you're fucking told!
That chair…
It was for me, right?
The dog that bit you, it was sick.
Umbrella was testing a drug called Joy. It was…
It doesn't matter. Look, it…
At high enough doses, it infects the body with something called the T-virus.
And what, that's like… Covid?
It changes your cells, takes over your body.
It can make you…
inhuman.
That girl in the video. That's what she had?
But you're not…
You fought the virus off.
I don't know how, but, you… I mean, look at you.
-You haven't changed. -So what?
It's gone?
-This thing? -I don't know.
-I could run some tests. -No tests.
Billie, Billie, remember like we used to do?
Breathe, hands on your head.
That's right.
Billie.
You're strong.
What does that mean?
It means… I made you strong.
In an embryo, there are ways you can… help.
Select for certain traits, edit strands of DNA to give the child…
advantages.
Remember when we lived by St. Patrick's?
I found you outside one day talking to the nuns in fluent Spanish.
You were four.
You've always been exceptional.
And your body, how you fought off the virus,
I've never seen anything like it.
So what?
We're like your science experiments?
You're my daughters. I'm your father.
Then why are you taking our blood?
Umbrella… made you possible. They, they want me to monitor you.
So we're their experiments.
Do you know a man named Angel Rubio?
Right now, Umbrella has him tied up, beaten.
That's where I was. He said he knew you.
Did you see him? Talk to him?
Well, you don't know what Umbrella will do if--
Fucking stop blaming them!
This is you! You did this!
You're right, but I still need to know.
We didn't tell him anything, but he knows I got bit.
Well, you need to let me go. Look, this is my fault.
But if the company finds out you were infected?
They won't stop until they have you.
That girl in the video, you saw what they did to her.
What you did to her.
I'm the reason you're still alive.
The bag, it's all to keep you safe.
Angel hasn't told them anything yet, but he will.
-I need to get to him. -And do what?
Keep protecting you.
-This is bullshit. -I know you hate me.
And right now…
I'm the only one who can save you.
So let me save you.
You're not going to hurt him, right?
Stay safe.
No!
Hi, sis.
No.