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third party that doesn't even exist yet.

Come on. Come here.

What's the worst that can happen?

How about after we crack

male pregnancy?

Ha, ha. And ruin this perfect figure?

- You're a hypocrite. You're a hypocrite.

- No. You're a hypocrite.

Who is it?

Ignore it.

- What?

- It's BETI.

- Holy sh*t. What's going on?

- It's coming out.

What? It can't do that.

It's not due for months.

Well, tell that to the fetus.

Oh, God, it's huge.

- I thought you were keeping tabs.

- I was.

It wasn't that big this morning.

Too much pressure. It'll kill it.

Okay. Okay, we're gonna

have to do this manually.

It's not depressurizing.

All right.

Can you feel it?

I can't. It's slippery. It's... Aah!

What? What is it?

- Aah!

- What? What? What is it?

It's stinging.

No, don't, don't.

- Latch on. Come on.

- No, don't! Don't!

All right, hold on. Hold on.

Close your eyes.

- What?

- Close your eyes!

Hold still.

Don't move.

Aah!

Look out, look out.

Oh, my God.

Hey, hey.

Come on, come on. No, no, no.

Oh, God.

All right, don't worry.

Hang on, hang on.

Okay, come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

You okay? You okay? Are you okay?

What was that?

What was that?

A mistake.

Do you think it's in pain?

What?

It's not formed right.

We don't know that.

I'm gonna kill it.

Wait!

There's still a lot we can learn.

We can find out how close we came...

...to something sustainable.

Clive.

It's okay.

It's all right.

It's not all right.

It's wrong.

Do we have to do this?

You don't have to. I'll take care of it.

Jesus, I think it's dead.

What?

Hold this.

- Careful, careful.

- Yeah, yeah.

Yep.

I'll bag it.

Well...

...at least it's not in pain now.

Yeah.

It's empty.

Clive?

Clive?

Clive?

Gavin.

Clive!

- What happened?

- It's alive.

Oh, Jesus.

Don't! Don't, don't! Lt'll get out.

Sh*t!

Sh*t.

- Get out of there. I'm gonna gas it.

- Wait.

Don't kill it.

Elsa, get out, okay? I'm hitting the gas.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

In three, two, one!

Clive, I said don't!

Put your f***ing mask back on, Elsa!

Listen! Goddamn it,

you never listen to me!

Put your damn mask on! It's dangerous!

Elsa, please.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

It's imprinting.

You're really something, aren't you?

Come on. Come on. Get out.

Get out! Get out! How about listening?

Are you crazy? Huh?

Are you trying to get yourself killed?

I had the situation under control.

You had it under control?

You're forgetting why we came here.

You know what?

We can't do that now, all right? Look at it.

What's that supposed to mean?

Let's just knock it out with some ether,

find out what we've got.

This is unbelievable.

I don't even know what half of this is.

There must be some rogue elements.

Junk genes pushing through.

Be careful with that.

It's some kind

of self-defense mechanism.

Yeah, or attack venom.

None of her animal components

have predatory characteristics.

Well, there's the human element.

What are these?

- Lungs?

- No. These are the lungs.

Tumors?

Well, I guess we'll find out

in the autopsy.

This wasn't supposed to go this far.

It wasn't even supposed to go full-term.

But it did.

What happened to,

"We're just gonna prove we can do it"?

So, what are you saying?

You really gonna kill it? Hmm?

Do you think you can do that?

Look.

It's growing fast.

Yeah. It's aging fast.

Days within a matter of minutes.

- You think it's the Ambystoma gene?

- It might be.

The point is, this thing's

gonna die soon anyway.

We're gonna get to observe its entire

life-cycle in compressed time.

We'll never get an opportunity

like this again.

So it's dying.

She's dying. All by herself.

Estrogen level's been low these days.

What?

How long?

What are you talking about? What do

you mean, "these days"? Are you sure?

Of course. I did all the tests.

The progesterone, testosterone, estradiol.

It's all in the logs.

I'm sorry. I've had a, uh...

I'm a little worn out.

So, uh, I guess that thing...

...that experiment you got going on,

you're still not ready to talk about it?

How do you listen to this crap?

What is this?

- What were you saying?

- Nothing.

Day seven.

We've got H-50 on a diet of chlorophyll,

roughage, bean curd, and enriched starch.

You're gonna eat this. You're gonna...

Just a little bit, please. Okay?

Come on, just a little. Please.

Just stop. Stop. Just stay still.

She seems resistant to feeding...

...though her rapid growth should

generate a proportionate appetite.

You're gonna eat it. Eat it.

F***!

God, I can't take this thing anymore.

This isn't gonna work.

This is impossible.

- Come on.

- Come on.

- Bring it over here.

- Okay.

- Listen, listen.

- Eat this. Eat, just eat it.

- Good girl.

- Good. You're gonna eat that.

Good. See? See?

This isn't gonna work.

She makes too much noise.

People will notice.

- And she stinks.

- We'll just feed her with a drip.

How you gonna feed her with a drip?

She'll rip it right out.

Come on.

Try it.

Tracking her feeding habits,

we've determined...

...that the H-50 craves

high-sucrose foodstuffs.

Elsa couldn't make it?

She's at the lab, holding things together.

She's, um, not very happy

with the new directive, is she?

It was our facility.

We were supposed to have autonomy.

I know.

And, um, I am sorry.

Truth is, if we don't start projecting

profits, big profits, soon...

...Newstead's in serious trouble.

We need capitalization

to move forward...

...which means that phase two is

not just an option, it's all we've got.

If Ginger and Fred don't hit a homerun

at the shareholders' presentation...

...we might not even have that.

We won't let you down.

In the first month since her birth,

the H-50 continues to evolve rapidly.

Emergence of arms and the closing seam

that bisects her body...

...suggests that she develops

like a fetus outside the womb.

Early cognitive recognition tests

indicate growing intelligence.

Still, her mind remains

her greatest mystery.

Where does it go?

Where does the bear go?

Yep.

That's it. You got it again.

You are such a good girl.

You could do this all day, couldn't you?

Okay. I'm gonna try something harder,

okay?

So really concentrate.

E-L-S-A.

E-L-S-A. Elsa.

E-L-S-A.

Show me Elsa.

That's it.

Nerd?

Yeah! I'm a nerd.

Yeah, you made a connection.

You are such a good girl. Oh, my God!

She did it. Ha, ha.

What's going on?

She can associate.

Why is the cover off her tail?

What is she doing in this room?

You can't let her out.

What's the problem?

The problem?

Specimens need to be contained.

- Don't call her that.

- What do you want me to call her?

Dren. Dren.

Her name's Dren.

Listen, you're talking to her

like she's a...

You're treating her like a...

A pet.

I'm compiling a developmental profile.

She needs more stimulation than that room.

Oh, well, that's great.

You know what Barlow said?

They're renovating this entire wing,

tomorrow!

So we move her to the storage room

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