Previously on Caprica...
Some time off-world would be very healthy.
I never expected this path to lead here.
Look.
The STO recruits.
The ones that failed.
Holy frak.
I'm not sure how much longer I can keep living this lie.
Who's the biggest problem right now?
Mar-Beth. She pretty much runs the place.
Are you spying on Clarice?
I can't let them catch me eavesdropping again.
They will kill me.
I need the jackets for any and all Cls you have in the field.
She's a good asset.
She's placed inside Clarice Willow's house.
Listen carefully.
I'm about to tell you something that's going to upset you.
If Clarice Willow is who I think she is,
we could take down the entire STO.
I will do whatever it takes to honor the soil and protect my family.
Why do you follow this particular Guatrau?
He's selling Cylons for profit to the STO,
and he knows the difference one unit
would make for the resistance on Tauron.
I can help you.
The Guatrau will never know.
If we're gonna go up against the Guatrau,
we're gonna have to do it together.
V-World is a depraved cesspool of sin, and I'm going to clean it up.
- I can't believe he found us. - How?
Zoe. Zoe! Wait!
It's this Avenging Angels thing.
They must be talking about it in the real world.
We're gods in here.
Let's act like it and forsake these motherfrakkers.
I will find my daughter again in V-World and take her home.
Zoe's alive.
I want to see her.
Well, let's go find her.
Our fortress is complete, Tamara. It's paradise.
Almost.
Think it needs one more thing.
How's that?
It's raw data. The digital architecture of New Cap City.
How did you get it? When I developed the Holoband tech,
I included backdoor access to any virtual worlds created within it.
My eyes are everywhere.
There.
Whenever she manipulates code to alter the fabric of the game,
it leaves a trail.
That was them.
Okay, I'm going in first.
Uh, I don't think that's...
I slapped her the day before she died.
She'll remember that, right?
Well, she'll remember whatever Original Zoe allowed her to remember.
Probably. Yes.
She said I'd regret it for the rest of my life.
I did worse.
I, uh...
What?
I suspected she was hiding in the U-87, so I tried to flush her out
by exploiting her fear of fire.
I know, I know. I wasn't thinking clearly, and...
I'm sorry.
Zoe's avatar knows how to hide,
but with this program, I think...
Gotcha.
Maybe this is going to be what we've been...
Zoe?
Help! Tamara!
Zoe!
Zoe?
Can you take her a message?
Let me go. I will.
Please, just let me go. You're in no danger, I promise.
Please, I just need to speak to my daughter.
Just let me go, please.
Please, can you take me to her?
Hi, Dad.
Oh. Thank the Gods.
There's only one.
What? What? What?
Oh, Gods.
Daniel!
Daniel! What happened?
She's still mad.
She shut me out.
If I want to get back in the game,
I can only go in through an established portal.
See, I'm not really a gamer.
New Cap City is a game with only one rule.
If you die, you can never get back in, ever. One life.
There are no hacks, no workarounds.
Unless you're Daniel Graystone.
No, she just took that away.
So, now I'm stuck playing by the same rules as everyone else.
I'm sorry.
They say our children have nothing to teach us.
Sweetheart...
Well...
Now is not the time for a little...
What? ...lesson.
Sorry.
But maybe, you know, this is meant to be, Daniel.
Maybe we're supposed to work for this.
I think you've been spending a little too much time with Clarice Willow.
Maybe.
I wish I had her certainty.
Excuse me.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
What?
If we're going to do this thing with Zoe,
we've got to get rid of the secrets, right?
I've told you everything.
Mmm-hmm.
I haven't.
You told him? He was right beside me
when I got your text. I...
Look, I can only lie to so many people at once.
Where have you been? You disappeared.
I was burned at the GDD.
Okay, you're scaring me.
Amanda, the GDD has been compromised at the highest level.
We're on our own.
Am I in danger?
No. One of the last things I did was to make sure you were protected.
Tell me what's going on at the Willow house.
Mar-Beth abandoned her baby.
What about the bug I gave you?
Did you catch her on the Holoband?
No.
They got it locked up in the attic, I think.
Something about Mar-Beth leaving spooked them.
They're being extra careful.
This is the same model as Clarice's, but I've had it rigged.
I need you to go back in there.
No.
Please.
Amanda, I need you to go back in there.
I need you to switch the Holoband. Bring me back the original.
I've got a guy that can hack it. Please.
Something's happening, and it's happening soon.
Honestly, it's the last arrow we've got.
You be careful.
Final analysis of the structural stress points is complete,
and we have a fake repair crew going around the stadium.
They're planting supplemental charges.
We have martyrs placed all throughout the stadium.
We have a family of four right down there, for instance.
No one would ever suspect them.
Now, at the end of the countdown,
they'll set off the initial blast.
That will then set off the supplemental charges, creating a chain reaction.
And boom.
The explosion will remote-activate the Zoe Graystone program.
The scanned avatars of our martyrs
will be uploaded to our V-World Heaven.
The rest is up to the spin doctors.
When do the press releases go out?
Thirty days, I think.
Give people a chance to mourn and to bury their dead.
It's important, though, that the miracle conveys
a sense of buoyancy, of joy.
The servants of the one true God
lifted to Paradise in a grand Apotheosis.
I hope this is what God wants.
What? Of course it is.
I mean, every time I go into that Holoband demonstration, it...
It just does not feel right.
I mean, a lot of good people are going to die.
Nothing good comes without sacrifice.
They're martyrs. It's an honor.
Is it?
Because they're not actually going to Heaven,
their scanned avatars are.
And with the push of a button, I could transfer them all right now.
The death of the original, it's...
It's just showmanship. It's...
It's totally irrelevant.
It's relevant to God.
How can anyone truly know the mind of God, Clarice?
How do we really know you speak for him?
I don't know.
Why don't you ask him yourself?
I've squirreled away a few extra tickets to the big game.
Are you ready to die for your faith?
Thought so.
This is not a mortar.
This is a mortar bomb.
If you're old enough to kill people,
you're old enough to know the right words to describe how you did it.
Now, the mortar is extremely well-suited for short distances...
Soldier! You failed to salute.
I'm late for class, man.
That's not the way it works.
...500 to 1,700 meters, especially when you're trying to get over an obstacle,
like barricades or into trenches.
What's Lexon doing?
Now, once you've learned to fire one of these mortars...
Frak you, man! You don't touch me!
On your knees!
...we're going to get to the real fun.
He's going to get himself killed.
Don't get involved.
Eyes front!
We are all going to take our turn at muzzle loading.
Robot, shoot this man! We're going to show you how to arm them and detonate them,
without taking off too many fingers in the process.
We will be firing a half-Ioad charge at a target.
I'm sorry. I'll salute you.
Stop!
Soldier Rand! Stop!
By your command.
Rand!
Rand, get your ass back here!
Robot, resume!
Stop!
By your command.
Robot!
Resume.
Robot, resume!
Resume!
What do you have to say for yourself?
Permission to speak freely.
Look, I'm sorry I broke ranks.
But your guard was about to kill Lexon.
And I'm glad he didn't. Lexon's a good soldier.
But discipline must be maintained, above all.
It's what you're here to learn.
I don't see how murdering Lexon over a stupid fight
teaches anybody anything.
I did say, "Speak freely."
What happened to inspiring people to fight for what's right?
I'll tell you what, Lacy Rand,
when you're in charge, you can run things your way.
I'll remember that.
How did you get that robot to stop?
I don't know. I just told it to.
Are you aware that it is impossible
for a U-87 to respond to anyone,
except an authorized controller?
Maybe he has a sense of decency.
Got a light?
Fidelia Fazekas! What the frak? Come here.
Hey, you look like skor. I've seen you look better.
How did you get out?
Probation.
Too many terrorists, nowhere to put them.
Cap City Max is bouncing the small-timers to make room.
Wow. My tax dollars at work?
Heard you got a bump from the old man. Yeah.
It should have been yours.
You've been good for the Guatrau.
I hear Yoseef got his ink, running this new Graystone operation.
Mmm.
It's been healthy for him, you know, take his mind off things.
Yeah. You heard about Shannon and Tamara, right?
I wish them a safe journey.
Listen, Fiddy, I'm sorry about how the score went down.
You know, when you got convicted, a lot of us took it hard,
especially Yoseef.
That's big of you to say.
Hey, hey, hey!
Anyway, excited to be working alongside the famous Adama boys.
You going to be around for a while?
A joke's a lot funnier when it's a joke, Fiddy.
Now, you've got to stop showing up here.
The guys figure out I'm protecting you, this deal is off.
Tamara is alive in V-World.
She's with my daughter.
What are you talking about?
Yoseef saw her die.
No, she can't die,
at least not in the way that you and I think of it.
They are holed up together deep inside the game.
And to reach them, I need a fighter.
I only have one shot at this, and it's far too dangerous to...
What do you think, I'm hired muscle or something?
Now, your company's got private security detail.
Why don't you go waste their time?
No, I have to keep it quiet.
The world already thinks of Zoe as a terrorist.
She is a frakking terrorist.
I've heard all this from your brother.
Do you want your niece back, or not?
Back how? I've been working on improved design models
for a mechanical body for Zoe, artificial skin,
and given enough time, I should be able to devise a believable...
No, no, you listen to me, you sick frak!
Tammy's dead, returned to the soil, in reality,
and in my brother's heart! That thing has nothing to do with it.
No, it is her. It is not her!
It's her. They are both real.
It shouldn't be true, but it is.
Please, I...
I need to get my family back.
Please.
Good work.
Now, go home and keep your head low.
I want you to stay away from Clarice. Your husband, too.
No matter what, you've got to promise me that.
What are you not telling me?
Mar-Beth is dead.
In order to protect you, I fed false information.
They thought they were killing a spy.
You got an innocent woman killed.
Hardly innocent.
She just had a baby.
Oh, please.
That baby's going to grow up and become a terrorist,
just like the rest of her family.
You've done a great service for the people of Caprica.
Oh, my Gods!
Dried noodles?
Yeah.
Can you believe this? What?
You don't make your own noodles? No!
What, you make your own noodles?
Do I make my own noodles!
Stand back, prepare to be amazed. Give me the flour.
I'm getting the flour. I'm serious. Give me the flour.
Okay! Thank you.
Hey, Ruth. Hey, Evelyn. Some eggs.
Where did you get that shirt?
From school. I traded it.
Avenging Angels.
Pretty sick, eh?
Take it off. Why?
Take off the shirt. Why?
Take the Gods-damn shirt off! No!
Hey, take off the frakking shirt right now!
Don't you ever bring skor like this into the house, you understand me?
Not a word to your dad, either. Get out of here.
Go! Come on!
I'll get rid of that.
You can't destroy all the shirts.
These Avenging Angels are everywhere.
Sarno makes jokes about them. Sooner or later, Joseph is going to notice.
What do you want to do, Evelyn?
You want to give up? No.
I want you to take Graystone up on his offer.
I want you to go into the game,
find the Tamara avatar and kill it! Graystone says it can't die.
Fine. Then you bury it.
You weigh it down with virtual weights, put it into a virtual lake.
Joseph needs to be rid of the dead things in his life. He needs to move on.
Yeah, move on to you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Ev.
We'll do this, okay? I promise, we'll keep him safe.
Yeah.
Sam told me you were back.
No.
No, no, no.
Not picking up where we left off, I see?
It was a mistake.
Really?
Come on, I was married.
Not anymore, you're not.
Sorry.
How did you get in here, anyway?
All access.
Like a concert.
Been here a while, actually.
Really? Mmm-hmm.
Just looking into some stuff for the Guatrau.
What, has he got you checking up on me?
Just getting me up to speed.
I didn't think it would be interesting, but it really is.
I keep finding things I don't understand,
and then, like, two hours later, I'm suddenly,
"Oh!" You know?
Yeah. Business is big. It's, uh...
It's very complicated.
Like, right now, I've got this puzzle.
Looks to me like two in every two dozen or so robots
isn't making it to the military.
We were skimming some for the STO on Gemenon,
but not that many.
Right, right, I noticed that, too.
But I'm told that the, um,
robot skeleton
requires levels of performance
that are right at the edge of the specs
that the suppliers can meet, so
about one in 25 don't pass our standards.
Hmm. Okay. Okay.
I didn't notice any records of faulty skeletons being returned.
No, we sell them to the, um, reclamation company,
to be melted down.
That explains it,
mostly.
Mostly?
See, this is what's wrong with me.
I see something like this, and I have to make the math work out,
and you're not getting paid for that amount of reclaimed metal.
Well, there's, um,
non-metal components that get stripped off.
Of course. Yes.
Look, if you think there's something going on...
I don't.
No, come on, say it. I mean, what's going on here?
Don't worry, counselor.
Ninety percent of the time,
it's somebody putting a decimal point in the wrong place.
Nobody's going to get in trouble here, especially not you.
The Guatrau trusts you,
more than you know.
You'll be fine, I promise.
You do look good.
This is torture.
Just hold your breath.
Come on. Move.
Just a little, move.
Like this?
Oh, frak.
Brain on fire. Thank you.
Holoporn?
Yes, as a matter of fact.
What business is it of yours?
It's contraband. Are you looking to get yourself shot?
You're just bossing everybody around today. First the robot, now me.
Shut up, and get dressed.
I need your eyes.
Why?
Okay.
I just need to go inside.
Let me know if someone comes.
Unbelievable.
Robots, power up.
You're the one, aren't you?
Raise your arm.
Robot, lower your arm.
Unbelievable.
Zoe?
Are you in there?
We should go.
If you're in there, I need you to let me know.
Lacy.
Raise your arm if you're Zoe.
Zoe?
Please.
Zoe, I...
I need you.
Okay, we're going now.
Lacy, let's go.
Have a seat.
So...
Who the frak is Zoe?
What, you don't trust me?
Suit yourself.
What is that?
Cottle.
Zoe was my friend.
She died.
And?
And it's hard to explain.
This'll help.
I don't need it.
You can tell me when you're ready.
Hang on.
Zoe Graystone was a true believer in God's grace.
An inspiration.
She was my friend, and I loved her.
Wait. Graystone?
That's the Zoe we're...
That's kind of interesting.
We can talk all about it, if you want.
Later, maybe?
Good.
Daniel, Samuel Adama is on the phone for you.
Put him through. What can I do for you, Sam?
I've had a change of heart about this New Cap City thing.
I see. Can I ask why?
Yeah.
I put a lot of my own cash into the war effort.
Made a few bets that didn't pan out, you know?
How much do you need?
Ten thousand.
Eight.
Seriously.
All right, ten.
But we go tonight.
You're the boss.
I'll get you the settings and times. Off.
Probably should have asked for more.
Does he suspect?
No.
In Graystone's world, people do just about anything for money.
You live very rustically, don't you?
Well, I suppose if you like it that way...
This girl, Lacy Rand, she was sent to us by Clarice Willow.
Said girl exerts unexplained control over war machines
we bought on the black market. This is troubling.
Only if you try to explain it.
I'm sorry, Mother, I don't understand.
Secrets
have answers.
Now mysteries,
they don't have answers.
That's why I love them.
They're full of endless possibilities and permutations,
like God himself.
But if you solve a mystery,
what are you left with?
A secret.
Exactly.
So ordinary.
You know, our training is so harsh.
I... I worry about the children.
All that fooling around with weapons
and dangerous chemicals and explosives.
It's a wonder any of them
make it through a program alive.
Obal Ferras' ring.
You know what needs to be done.
I'll see to it.
Is he going to be all right?
Yeah, he was stable when I left the ER.
Luckily, Cottle was practitioner on duty. He will keep it quiet.
I'm so sorry, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
I'm the one that got us into this mess.
Well, you just did what you had to do.
Serge, put the GDD on the line.
No!
Cancel that.
Why? Duram said specifically not to.
Gods, they're probably the ones that shot him.
Okay, do you...
Do you want me to try to hack the Holoband for you?
No.
It was missing when I got back.
She would have probably took it.
Well, then what, sweetheart? We just wait?
Hmm?
I'll lose my mind.
I want to see her.
Well?
You're right. All static.
Can you fix it?
Sure. Just have to scrub the drive
And reinstall...
Hold on a second.
What?
I think this e-number is wrong.
What, you know my e-number off the top of your head?
Photographic memory.
Yeah, it's a curse, really.
I remember every syllable of every self-righteous speech you've ever given.
Yeah, I'm right. These numbers don't match up.
But that's not possible. Are you sure you wrote it down right?
Clarice,
this isn't your band.
Amanda Graystone.
She took it. No, she wouldn't know how...
Frak! She's the one that's been spying on us the whole time!
Look, there must be a perfectly rational explanation about...
You stupid, stupid woman.
You just watch your mouth.
Everything is on that band. Apotheosis, our timetables,
information on our agents, on us.
The GDD's been playing us the whole time.
We don't know that.
That means Mar-Beth...
Mar-Beth was innocent?
The mother of our child,
and you cut her throat?
Frak!
Let me just think.
Shut up. Let me think.
All right, we have 24 hours until the explosion,
and that is more than enough time to find Amanda,
to find the band before they hack it, and to get Heaven back.
And what do we do about Graystone?
I just want to talk to her.
You ready?
Yeah.
They're here.
I can feel it.
Are you okay?
Oh, yeah.
Let them come.