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Whatever it is they're doing,

it's working.

- I should probably go.

- What's wrong?

Nothing. I just wanna have

something to look forward to.

Right.

A guy who didn't want to jump

my bones on the first date.

I can trust you.

- I had a great time tonight.

- Me too.

- Something to look forward to.

- I'm gonna regret having said that.

I'll see you tomorrow?

- I thought he was gonna get lucky.

- Tough break.

Just in time.

He's overdue for his Anagress.

Sh*t!

There's nowhere to park.

Drive around the block

We'll find another one.

Got ya, motherf***er!

Drop the gun!

Dammit!

Sh*t!

What's up with this a**hole?

My God!

My God!

Sh*t!

Tell me you're not

gonna get that.

Hello?

OK. I'll be right there.

- Let's go.

- No, you can't.

- Why?

- It might be dangerous.

If you're not gonna

let me go with you...

I'm not gonna stay here by myself.

- He ditched it in the trash bin.

- I just can't believe that he...

Don't you see how he played you?

He's a sociopath.

You should've known better.

Those bastards can fool...

polygraph machines. What made

you think he couldn't fool you?

I don't know.

He's in a black pickup with flame

decals. Make sure he doesn't go far.

- You're authorized to terminate.

- What's that supposed to mean?

You know the protocol. If the

subject commits a violent crime...

during Phase 2,

there's no alternative.

He's already dead in

the eyes of the law.

And that justifies us hunting

him down and killing him?

Goddamn right, it does.

We'll do an autopsy and figure out

what happened with the Anagress.

Go to the lab.

Make the necessary adjustments.

You'll be back on

track in no time.

Come on! Get up!

Right here.

You can get rid of all those scars.

You still got the same evil eyes.

So, what'd you do?

Pay off the doctor?

The warden?

Where'd a low-life like you get

the money to fake an execution?

- I'm sorry about Gary...

- That just wraps everything up.

Right, Gary?

- Fuckhead here says he's sorry.

- He's my friend.

- He's your friend, huh?

- We're going to the movies.

You're going to the

movies together?

Is that right?

You're good friends?

Tell my brother what

a good friend you are!

- I'm sorry...

- Shut up!

Shut the f*** up with sorry!

I saw you snickering

with that lawyer.

You didn't have an ounce of remorse.

Tell my brother what

you did to him.

Gary...

your friend wants to tell you

exactly what he did to you.

He gave me candy.

Tell him.

I didn't tell you the truth about

someone else hurting you.

I did it.

Tell him what you did!

I shot you in the head.

I shot you.

- I'm really sorry, Gary.

- Shut up!

F***ing sorry. I could've had

a life if it wasn't for you.

Instead I had to take care of

my f***ing brother all the time!

- If I could trade places with him...

- Shut up!

Look at me.

- F*** you!

- He's my friend!

Don't!

Go! Go!

Get off!

Get the f*** off me, Gary!

Get those monitors packed up.

- Copeland.

- Doctor, I need my medicine.

- Where are you?

- Did Norton make it?

You shot him in the heart. Of course

he didn't make it. He's dead!

- I didn't shoot him!

- Don't lie to me!

I'm not lying!

Bill Caputo shot him.

He recognized me when

I went to see Gary!

He just kidnapped me

and tried to kill me!

- Why the hell should I believe you?

- Do you think I'd kill Norton?

After all this,

do you thing I'd do that?

They must've seen his car.

Caputo took me in his truck.

Your guys must have seen it.

Have them check it out.

You gotta believe.

Just come and get me.

- Come and give me my medicine.

- Where are you?

Where's the fire?

Maybe we better find out.

Sh*t!

- I need help.

- You want the Emergency Room.

- I need Anagress.

- Never heard of it.

Do you have a prescription?

Give me something to mellow

me out! What do you got?

Don't hurt me, man!

Come here.

Where are you going?

Teresa?

I need your help.

Are you there? I need your help.

I'm in trouble. Please, let me in.

Teresa, please, come to the door.

God! Teresa?

- Let me in. I'm in trouble...

- Ralph called.

He said somebody came to see him.

They said you were a killer.

That your name is Lee Ray.

Is that true?

- Is it true?

- I was...

Please, don't do this to me.

I was Lee Ray.

I'm a different person now.

I'm not who I was.

I can't be who I was.

Please, they're coming after me.

Don't do this to me.

- It's the cops, isn't it?

- No, they're not the cops.

Jesus! If you don't let me in,

they're gonna kill me.

Teresa, please!

Open up!

- We're here for Joe Monroe.

- Who?

Go!

I got here as fast as I could.

What happened?

- It's all gone to sh*t.

- What do you mean?

I keep on asking myself...

am I arrogant or

I was just stupid?

I had such hopes for Anagress...

I need my pills. Now!

- What's going on?

- Everything is gonna be fine.

It's not gonna be fine until

I get my pill. You got them?

- Get them!

- Not until she leaves.

- She's not going anywhere.

- I know you didn't kill Norton.

That was Bill Caputo's truck,

just like you said.

And I know what kind

of person you are.

And you gonna let her go 'cause

she has nothing to do with this.

Barbara, go.

Do not call the police

or I'll be in trouble.

Just go. It's gonna be fine, Joe.

I want everything

back the way it was.

- Please, give me my pills.

- The pills are in my office.

This isn't enough. What am I

supposed to do when this runs out?

- Eden Ross.

- Hi, it's me.

- I need you to do something for me.

I need you to get all the Anagress we

have and bring it to my house.

- Can you do that?

- Okay.

And don't tell anyone.

Was that him?

What'd he want?

He wants me to bring the lab

supply of Anagress to his house.

Well done.

It's my job.

- She'll be here in half an hour.

- Thanks.

What's happening?

Did you hear anything?

- Where is he?

- What?

Eden said you asked her to

bring Anagress to your house.

I tried to warn you. Post-docs,

they always put their careers first.

- Where is he?

- I don't know.

He called one hour ago...

but wouldn't say where he was.

Just wanted his pills.

He didn't kill Norton.

Bill Caputo did.

It was Bill Caputo's truck

they saw driving away.

Joe Monroe doesn't have to die.

The Anagress works.

All we have to do is get him

back on the medication.

- Anagress doesn't work.

- Anagress does work.

Doesn't work!

All the subjects who

took Anagress are dead.

Their livers shut

down after six weeks.

- He's fine.

- He was on a placebo.

He was part of the control group.

He was getting

nothing but sugar pills.

If he was taking the actual

medicine, he'd be dead right now.

But...

that's not possible.

You knew there was a chance

he'd be in the control group.

Yes, but his biomarkers,

his seratonin levels... scientifically...

Never underestimate the

power of the placebo effect.

People have cured themselves from

every disease known to science.

Eradicated tumours, for Chrissakes!

But eventually the

placebo effect dies.

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