Boiler Street Butchers, huh?
More like Boiler Street Bitches!
Jack Jeffery, you fuck it up!
Walter Locke is still alive.
You burnt down his house and killed his family...
I j... I just did what you told me to do.
He's alive!
I'm gonna eat your fuckin' face!
Please, you guys, please, I'm begging you.
I'll...
Fuckin' bulletproof.
Alright.
Uh-uh.
Go.
Shall we?
Goodnight.
Jack Jeffries, I couldn't let them kill you.
Thank you.
No.
No, no, no.
It had to be me.
What?
You killed my little girl.
And I died with her.
And all that's left now is Payback.
Payback, put the gun down
and put your hands above your head.
Devastation from across the globe
of what is being called "The Pulse".
This is all that remains of Saint Louis,
another city destroyed in the great tragedy.
Riots break out in major cities around the globe
as resources become scarce.
Today, we say goodbye to Australia.
Billions have died from Acute Radiation Syndrome.
Genetic mutations have been increased
by a factor of 100.
Hundreds of enhanced humans with unique powers
across the world.
The first footage of an enhanced individual
and he is shooting electricity.
TechnoKill is fleeing
from the scene of a bank robbery.
Wow!
Is that The Matriarch pursuing?
Are enhanced humans becomin' an epidemic?
Sara, let me tell you,
I am hearing people saying "Kill all supes."
US Military has declared martial law
to deal with these walking biological weapons.
And that's why I'm supporting the Superhuman Rights Act.
...are live covering the raid on supervillain, The Lobe.
All this begs the question "What is next?"
Failing to pass in the UN,
the United States implements the Super Law.
With temporary holding facilities in place,
arrests of the super-powered skyrocket.
All in preparation for the San Tiburon Ubermax Prison
ready this coming fall.
PulseWatch, real powers, real news.
Lock me away in San Tib.
True penance awaits all sinners!
Good evening, I'm Sara Michaels.
And I'm Glenn Barry.
Tonight's top story,
the vigilante Payback has been sentenced to life
in the world's first prison for the super-powered,
San Tiburon.
Walter Anthony Locke, aka Payback, made headlines
with his murderous spree of vigilantism
claiming over 50 victims.
Some actually praise Payback's approach
for wipin' out the criminals.
Regardless, Walter Locke will be spending
the rest of his life in San Tiburon
under the eye of Warden Walton Devlin.
And with us live via satellite is the Warden of San Tiburon,
Walton Devlin.
And it's Overseer, not Warden.
Of course, Overseer, thank you for joinin' us.
What do you say to accusations of inhumane treatment
of your inmates?
Inhumane? No, no, no.
Gots to be human
before you concern yourself with humanity,
and half my charges are anything but!
Now, you got your mutates, your cyborgs, your masterminds...
Masterminds like Julius Loeb, aka The Lobe?
The Lobe is a freak that can read minds.
But at San Tib, I cancelled all his mind-power-readin' shit.
Y'all do not have the first idea
what it takes to do my job, do you?
Overseer, you oversaw the conversion of a regular jail
into a prison for the most dangerous supervillain prisoners
on the planet and your critics have referred to San Tiburon
as a pressure cooker.
Y'all say that like it's a really bad thing.
It's anything but.
Overseer...
Uh, let me get serious with you.
You wanna count the number of escapes this here fortress
of mine has had?
Zero, zilch, nada.
Three languages, there.
Nothing's gettin' out of here.
Overseer...
You think it's easy keepin' these boys locked up?
We have supervillains that set off The Pulse
in the fuckin' first place!
Overseer, some say that proposed changes to Bill C-2,
under the well-established Super Law,
has gone too far as first-time offenders
wouldn't get fair treatment.
Listen, baby, I don't know where y'all are drawin' the line,
and what is too far and what's not,
but it ain't near far enough.
Have you given any thought about the super-powered
who are forced to go to San Tib, but only have misdemeanors?
Why yes, I have.
When we come back, are you paying too much
for your super-damage insurance?
Tell me how to do my job, naïve little bitch.
Yeah? What you want?
They're comin'.
Well, bring 'em on!
Coffee's cold.
Wooh!
Yeah, boy!
Welcome home!
Look at what we got here, boys.
Fresh meat, boys!
Oh, Payback.
Oh, you're mine.
I'll see you soon enough.
Uh, yeah, you will.
Let's go...
Let's go, come on!
I don't have all day!
Fuck off.
There you go.
That's power-nullifying equipment.
Mm, PNE or Nullie.
It's in the lights, the water, food you eat.
Out there, your super powers make you omnipotent,
but in here, you're just like everybody else.
Regular.
Yeah, alright.
Diego Diaz.
You're an empath?
You're in here with felons
who are literal biological nuclear weapons, and you...
You're a lover, not a fighter.
You're fucked, little man.
Have fun.
Tch, tch, tch, tch, tch, tch, tch.
Who's this?
That's Payback.
Scary motherfucker, he's killed 40 or 50 guys.
You know, I thought you were gonna be
a lot more intimidating in person.
I guess you're not that scary now, huh?
That's right.
Something funny, freak?
What are you lookin' at? Eyes forward!
You know, I also have powers. Super strength.
Don't piss me off.
Oh, okay, okay, okay. Okay, that's enough now.
Sir.
I see all, hear all.
It's best for all y'all to remember this,
here's my home.
You do not... I repeat, you do not shit the man's home
unless he gives you permission. You dig?
Huh.
That one's all juiced up, huh?
You back up please.
Back up on the line, please.
Okay.
There you go. Back up, please.
Back up.
How that feel? Was that nice?
You shit yourself?
Nope.
That's good.
So welcome to San Tiburon, cocksuckers.
Sure you've heard of this place. It's a fucking shithole.
Probably dyin' here, which is a sad thing.
I'm sure you met your boyfriends outside
when you were drivin' in, greasing up their poles.
Just toe the line.
We're not here to rehabilitate you,
we're here to punish you.
And if you're lookin' at me and you're thinkin' to yourself,
"Who... who's this guy? Well, why is he in charge?"
Here's the thing. I don't give a fuck.
Alright, let's drop these guppies in the pool.
Yes, sir.
Mmhmm.
Welcome home.
Alright, grab your shit!
Get inside! Let's go!
Come on, come on, move!
"Lord, I am of sober spirit and on the alert."
What the fuck you lookin' at?
"Our adversary, the devil, is prowling like a roaring lion,
seeking someone to devour.
Resist the devil and he will flee from you."
Move out. Get out of here!
I... I am so sorry.
Payback.
And you are?
Diamond Jim, you piece of shit.
Oh, Diamond Jim of the Boiler Street Butchers!
Wow!
Yeah, I know your brother.
Correction, I knew him.
Oh, you're a dead man.
Yeah, I've got something urgent in the yard.
You don't need to see that.
What?
Manageable.
It won't end well for those knuckleheads.
Never does.
Guess those aren't diamonds, huh? Not so tough now, are you?
You see, that's the trouble with powers.
You come to rely on them.
And without them...
...you're nothing.
Know this!
You have all been found guilty and your sentence is m...
All you freaks, stay back!
You're gonna get zapped next!
Don't move.
Get off me!
You fucking kidding me.
Alright, alright!
Let's take these maniacs to medical.
Let's go.
Come on.
Well... that happened.
But who are you?
Who am I? I am Gordon Tweedy.
The Conductor.
Really? No?
Tweedy.
Uh, The Electric F... okay.
Oh...
Uh, maybe that's a little bit before your time.
Trust me, kid, for a while I was a very big deal.
You remember The Pulse?
After The Pulse, I shed the name Tweedy
and simply became The Conductor.
And The conductor was a fucking god.
Remember it took them a year,
a full year to invent the Nullies
and in that year, The Conductor reigned.
How did you end up here?
Good question.
You're perceptive.
I like that.
So, I always thought The Conductor would go out
in a blaze of glory
and instead the cops slapped a Nullie on me while I slept.
I've been here ever since.
Yeah, one of the first prisoners in San Tib.
Oh.
Yeah.
Listen, kid, prison's not that bad, okay?
Here's what you do. Just find a vantage point,
put your hand up, and block out the fences.
You're havin' a hard time, I can tell.
I get it.
You want the tour or do you have another
pressing engagement?
No, you don't.
You're in prison.
- Tour! - Uh...
Rule number 1, keep your nose clean, okay?
Okay.
In more ways than one.
And if you do make a mess,
make goddamn sure you clean it up. Hygiene.
Wouldn't kill you to shower once in a while.
Rule number 2, mind your own business.
Mind your own business.
Do not go lookin' for trouble and...
Well, trouble might still find you,
but uh, why make it easy, alright?
Right.
You do your own time, nobody else's.
That's rule number 3.
Do not let any of these knuckleheads drag you
into more trouble.
More trouble equals more time.
- You want more time? - No.
No, you don't.
Rule number 4.
No matter what you do never ever borrow anything in here.
The last thing you want in here is more debt.
- Do you want debt? - No.
No, you don't.
How long you in for?
Five years.
- I still can't believe it's... - Okay, alright.
Kid, keep that to yourself, okay?
There's no lifer here who wants to hear you whining
about five years.
- I... I wasn't t... - Easy nickel.
- trying to whine, I was uh... - You were kinda whining.
Let's go, let's go!
So, CrimeWatch has some conspiracy theories
on this place.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, yeah, like um, secret... secret experiments.
Oh, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no.
- Well, not anymore. - What?
- That stuff actually happened? - No, well, yeah.
When they chose the old detention center
for San Tib, they slapped the Nullies on us
to continue to nullify our powers.
Definitely an experiment on what worked and what didn't.
But uh, they don't do that stuff anymore.
Yeah, for the most part.
Gordon.
Darius.
It's Darius.
Who's the fish?
Oh, Darius, this fine young man is...
Uh, Diego Diaz.
What?
I'm... I'm Diego Diaz.
Diego Diaz.
It's a real pleasure.
Great... great to meet you, sir.
Your fine young boy will get you killed.
I'd throw this fish back, Gordon.
Just call me, "Mr. Social", Darius.
Beware of fish.
He's nice.
Shall we?
Uh.
So how'd they get you?
Was the driver.
Ah!
Um, first time, and uh, someone tripped the alarm,
and we didn't make it six blocks.
It's always that way, innit?
Just one slip up is all it takes and then you wind up in here
with the most powerful people on the planet
where their powers don't mean anything anymore.
No?
No, because the Nullies screw up the pecking order.
See, without a Nullie on, I'd be able to fry a city block
with just my fingertips.
With the Nullie on, I'm just a handsome old man.
Whereas some of these guys, some of these dudes
still have like their natural size,
their natural strength.
Darius, for example.
I mean he may not have a supernatural strength,
but you wouldn't wanna pick a fight with him.
Or Diamond Jim.
Or Payback.
Or pretty much anyone from the looks of you.
What are your powers?
I'd rather not s... say.
Respect. No, I... you know, I shouldn't have pried.
That's my bad. You know, we've got plenty of time
to get to know each other.
Right, um, so uh, has anyone ever made a break for it?
From here?
Are you joking?
No, no, no.
This place is locked up tighter than a nun's ass.
I'm speaking figuratively, not from personal experience.
Yeah, yeah, um, so... so real talk.
Yeah.
Uh, is it... is it true? Is he... is he really here?
Who's really here?
The Lobe.
Yes, The Lobe is here.
And if there is a higher power, he's never getting out.
No, I've heard the stories.
What stories?
Uh, uh, this one time,
he used mind control on this woman
to make her murder her entire family,
including the baby.
And then there's another one where he... he used telekinesis
on this guy to pull his brain right out of the skull
through his nose.
Yes. Listen to me.
The last person, I mean the last person
that you wanna mess with in here is The Lobe,
because without a Nullie, he's unstoppable.
Do you understand?
I mean they've taken extra security precautions
but uh, um, I don't even like talking about him, so...
- Uh. - I'm gonna go.
Thank you.
You need anything kid, just holler.
Uh.
See you around.
O... okay.
I wouldn't stand there.
Hey, Gordon.
Hey, hey, Gordon!
What? What's up?
It's time.
Time it is.
Julius Loeb, aka The Lobe.
Good morning.
This is the fourth time you've been summoned
in front of this court to discuss your parole.
When I get to five, do I get a toaster?
Mr. Loeb, this parole hearing is required to determine a...
Oh, fuck off.
What?
No, Mr. Loeb, I will not have you make a mockery
out of this hearing.
You don't like me, you kiss my ass.
Problem solved.
Julius Loeb, you are not ready to re-enter society.
I'll get over it.
Schedule another psychological evaluation. Parole denied.
Surprise, surprise, surprise, motherfucker.
How you doin', warden?
It's Overseer to you.
And you can shove it with your Looney Tunes act.
We're alone now, okay?
How romantic.
Frost almost found out about our cage fights.
And without the betting, my bank account is a bit
behind the eight-ball, if you know what I mean?
What? No nest egg?
No, no, no, you're gonna get me rich
before my retirement.
You can mind control people and move shit with your mind,
but in here, you're just another felon.
You're in prison for life.
Now you're gonna give me your fortune, every single cent.
Or?
Or you fuck with me and you see what happens.
So this is a stick-up?
Bingo. I will fuck up that mind if yours so good.
Psychedelics or a fuckin' screwdriver,
doesn't matter to me.
It's your choice.
Now, let me get this straight.
I give you billions or you give me a lobotomy.
There ya go.
That's my genius.
Fine, but I'm gonna need a few things first.
Oh, goddammit!
I can't let that slippery fish get away.
He is in prison.
No, I'm talkin' metaphorically, damn it!
Come on, what do you want from me anyway?
It's not like I got forever. I mean do I?
What? I got like what uh...
One month, two weeks, four days.
Didn't know you were countin'. You're gonna miss me, ain't you?
Good afternoon.
You're still unconscious.
Okay.
How's it goin', Officer Morales?
No complaints, Doctor Josephs.
It's funny. I was gonna say the exact opposite.
Hi. Uh, here for trash.
Sure. Yeah, um, y... you can just start right in there.
Thank you.
Is there a problem, convict?
No, ma'am.
What? He looked at me.
I'm pretty sure that's not a crime.
Morales.
Yes, Captain.
Need eyes on B deck for a shakedown tour.
I think the Flu is makin' Pruno again.
On my way down.
Watch yourself, fish.
Don't even think about it.
Yes, ma'am.
Hey.
Hey, newbie.
I uh...
I get why she has to be like that, but I am not like that.
No?
Believe it or not, not everybody here is out to get you.
It's okay, you... you can talk to me.
You won't get in trouble.
Well, I'm Isabelle or Dr. Josephs
if you need a doctor.
Diego.
It's nice to meet you.
Don't let Morales get to you.
She doesn't like anybody.
So what about you?
I... I love bein' around people
and uh, somehow can't get enough of this place.
So what happened to him?
How'd he die there?
Oh, uh, Bernie's actually not dead.
He is regeneratin' and I'm studyin' him.
He can survive without his head?
Yeah.
Well, without his power-nullifyin' equipment,
I think that he'll be... he'll have a head
within about a week and a half.
That's incredible.
He's actually a real sweetie.
I... I should probably leave.
Oh yeah.
No, of course, I don't...
Keep playing.
I don't wanna get you in trouble.
It's really nice to meet you though, Diego.
Yeah, you, too.
He's here.
Excuse me.
Dr. Josephs.
Stay alert.
All righty.
It's been a full year since your last checkup.
Yes.
Overseer finally easin' up on you a bit?
Yeah, somethin' like that.
Any headaches lately?
Some.
Not too bad.
This is pretty normal with all the power-suppressants
they put in the food here.
I assume you've heard that Overseer Devlin is retirin'?
He might have mentioned it.
Actually, maybe they'll promote from within.
That way the new warden would have some idea of...
How the system works and how to run a prison.
San Tib will definitely have a different feeling
without him here, don't you think?
Yes.
How'd your parole hearing go?
Same as always.
If you keep mouthin' off at them,
they're never gonna let you go.
C'est la vie.
Hey, doc.
Enjoy your nap.
Nice cross.
I know who you are.
Do you know how to make holy water?
You boil the hell out of it.
The billions you stole, the lives you destroyed...
Very tasty.
I am the alpha and the omega,
who is, and who was, and who is coming.
Okay.
Now let's see what's inside that head of yours.
Hey, leave him alone!
You...
Get off me!
I'm gonna kill you!
Get off me!
Come on.
Way to go, slugger!
Thanks, I didn't do anything.
Oh! Others might beg to differ.
How'd it feel?
How'd it feel givin' Payback a little payback?
Everybody's talkin' about it.
Thanks.
Just sayin'.
Well done.
- It's... - Well done.
Not like I planned it.
Oh, no, no, no.
Perish the thought, perish the thought,
but uh, The Lobe and his ilk
are still very appreciative of that around here.
Around here appreciation goes a long way.
You gonna eat that?
No uh, call it thanks for showing me around.
I have space.
Diego Diaz.
My man.
How long do you think this is gonna go on for?
Between uh, the Payback's anti-fan club,
which is um, everybody, and uh, those of us
who appreciate the lovely Dr. Isabelle,
which is um, everybody, this could go on for some time.
Good.
Relax.
Ooh, the good stuff, huh?
Savor the flavor.
Yeah, you say that.
But then you... then you also say that uh, mind my own business,
- keep my... - Kid...
...listen to me.
Nobody is ever gonna call you "fish" again.
You understand me?
As far as all these guys here are concerned, you did good.
You did good, kid.
So, all I gotta do now is heed my counsel.
Your counsel?
It's a fancy word for advice.
I... I know what it... thanks.
Good, so what you have is currency, kid.
Okay. Uh, well, according to your counsel...
Thank you.
What should I do?
You just wanna make sure, so I... I do blend in?
And do you want me to like...
- No? - No.
Everybody is offering you respect
and that counts for so much, so you just...
you wanna make sure that you don't do anything stupid
like... Darius.
It's... it's Darius.
Diaz, let's take a walk.
- Alone. - Right.
Nobody will touch it.
No, I'll keep an eye on it, I'll make sure that no...
You don't mess around, do you?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Right.
Keep that shit up.
Hello.
I wanna thank you for earlier.
Mr. Loeb, um, it... it was no trouble.
It was my... my pleasure.
Come on you can do better than that.
Gordon said to keep my head down.
He's a distraction of no real interest.
You on the other hand, I could use your assistance.
With what?
Just a favor.
Nothing big.
A shift in the cafeteria.
He has carpal tunnel.
Uh, I... I thought you owed me.
How about a pudding cup?
Or you could make a friend.
I'm very good to my friends.
Isn't that right?
Yes, sir.
What do you say?
Can I think about it?
Don't think too long.
That'll be all.
I thought I'd let you know.
Top-notch work, Captain Brody, sir, top-notch.
Thanks.
Do you want me piss fuck one of these cunts,
find out what they know?
Why would you wanna do... do a fool-ass thing like that for?
Well, that's what you usually want me to do,
so I'm... I'm... I'm...
Oh, no, no, no, come on.
Can't overextend our hands, you know?
And let the other team see what we're planning.
Not until the last play at least, right?
So leave him alone?
No!
Oh God, just shut up!
Good lord, I don't pay you to think.
I certainly don't pay you to plan.
Just be happy as my fists, okay, son?
Leave the thinkin' to me.
Okay.
Uh.
Overseer.
You've got to know this is gonna bite you in the ass.
Oh, what the hell do you know?
I know better than to tangle with The Lobe.
He ain't so special, damn it.
You, my dear, do not have the first idea
of what it takes for me to run this place.
I barely sleep.
I'm workin' out what I'm gonna do the next day,
you understand?
Untrue.
Okay, so what?
I don't.
But you can play ball.
You know, be the smart move.
There's nothing smart about playing with The Lobe.
Untrue.
Fuck The Lobe.
I'm talkin' about your future.
You want the big boy chair,
you're gonna have to play ball a little it.
You're gonna have to help me out.
I'm trying to.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You're not tryin' at all.
Okay, we'll do that over again.
You see this right here?
Come here.
- Are you ready? - Hmm.
Right there.
See these two letters here?
This avails you most highly as my successor to the board.
My choice.
Who does not love an underdog story? Hmm?
But this one right here, this letter cites you
for continued insubordination, several times.
Big boy chair, insubordination.
You get the picture, right?
You piss me off,
you're gonna spend your golden years pushing papers
in the basement or selling whatever the fuck you got
to sell on the corner of Robson.
You take what I'm sayin'?
Absolutely, sir.
You okay, Cap?
Yeah.
Yeah, just uh...
...things change.
In a good way?
We'll see.
- It's poker night. - Oh.
- Yeah, come on, Cap, huh? - Okay.
Let me take your money, too.
I can never lose!
Right?
Woo-hoo! - Really?
I've been working too much,
so I... I take the wife out for dinner.
Date night.
She's a lucky woman.
Yeah.
Morales, come on, let's go!
You still owe me 40!
You got lucky.
Huh. Every time?
Oh yeah.
Another day another dollar.
Exactly.
- Hello, doc. - Hello.
Yeah, you have yourself a good one, doc.
- Oh, you, too. - Yeah.
Morning.
It is.
So, are you going to give me any more trouble?
You're wasting your time.
Oh yeah?
Not me.
Treating them.
They're all soulless animals.
I kinda hate to break it to you,
but you are goin' to be in here for a very, very long time.
The same cage as these soulless animals.
I can take care of myself.
If you need anything,
please don't hesitate to keep it to yourself.
You, keep an eye on him.
Mm.
Gordon Tweedy, aka The Conductor.
Yes, sir.
That's me, sir.
You've served 20 years of your sentence.
Do you feel you've been rehabilitated?
Yes, sir.
Absolutely, sir.
Yes.
Really?
Rehabilitated.
Learned my lessons.
And then some.
And what would those lessons be?
Well, I... uh, I've... I've... I've learned what it means
to be a part of something.
Have you?
Yes. Yes, sir. I mean th... this place uh, is a community.
You just got... gotta find your place in it.
What exactly is your place in this community?
No affiliations, no visitors,
not even comments from the guards.
I feel like that God made... I don't...
I'm sorry I don't see what that is.
I don't know what that has to do with any...
Well, for someone claiming to care about their community,
it's just hard to find you. It's like you barely exist.
I exist.
Speak up.
I said, "I exist!" I exist, I matter!
You don't get to... you don't get to tell me
what I amount to, okay?
I'm a person.
I'm a person!
That's very moving.
Parole denied.
No, wait, I'm sorry.
No, I... no!
Hey, man.
Thank you.
You okay?
Well, about as good as I'll ever be I think.
Well, guess who uh, pulled a cafeteria duty today?
- Who? - Me.
Right.
We workin' together, you can show me the ropes.
Today.
The yard. It's time.
It's time for Payback to get his.
What you doin'?
Nothin'.
See you in the kitchen, kid.
"These are days of vengeance,
all things which are written will be fulfilled."
Yeah. I'm done.
"Your shame will be exposed.
I will take vengeance and will not spare a man."
Well?
When do we get him?
Not yet.
Really? Not one of you?
Wait for the signal.
What the hell.
Diego Diaz. Uh, I just wanted to say uh...
Thank you.
- For what? - For bein' a friend.
Right down to rock bottom.
Of course.
Hey, jackwagon!
Yeah, you. I'm talkin' to you,
the big gorilla with the little badge.
Where's your Nullie, convict?
Where's my... Oh no!
Where's my Nullie?
My Nullie was so restrictive!
Show me your hands.
Oh!
I need backup to the cafeteria.
Yeah, you better run.
You don't seem too concerned and...
...because it occurs to me that maybe you...
You... you...
You might not have any idea...
...why they call me...
..."The Conductor".
Yeah, that's what I remember!
Gordon, what the hell?
Hey.
Gordon, what the hell, man?
Yeah.
I forgot how good that feels.
Gordon, what are you doing?
I'm doing a lil' power trip, 'cause I'm The Conductor!
Oh.
Now!
You stay here.
- You sure? - Yes, stay here.
Where's my screen? My ba... my baby screen?
Here.
God!
Oh, this is disgusting.
You got your fingerprints all over this thing.
We've lost power.
Shit, work. Tablets are offline.
This is Danny.
I'm headin' to the yard now.
Now that's the good stuff!
- Oh! - Gordon.
God, I know it's Lobe, it's that son of a bitch,
- I know it is. - The Lobe is not going anywhere.
I hate him!
Jeez!
The backup generator should've kicked in by now.
Well, where the hell is all the damn power?
Yeah!
Okay.
Gordon! Where are you going?
See you around, kid.
Come on, fight me!
Sick fuck!
I'm... I'm fed up of this shit.
I didn't do it, it's not on me.
- I'm... - The power's back online.
How did that happen?
Give me.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Fucker.
God... fuck!
Uh-huh?
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Back up!
Back, don't fuck up, you goddamn animals!
Whatever you say, officer.
Oh, give me a reason, I dare you.
Get out of my face!
Yes, tick-tock, Jimbo.
I'll be waiting.
All of you dipshits,
get back to your cells for full count!
Get up.
I want a full count, okay?
I mean now.
Every last one of the son of the bitches.
It's already happening.
Lockdown protocols went just like they're supposed to.
Yeah. Well, at least somethin' around this damn place does.
We're working on what happened.
Nothin' personal.
Somebody blew up the goddamn cafeteria,
that's what happened, and I wanna know how!
Come on, this is bullshit! Are you kiddin' me?
Now hear this.
Gordon Tweedy's done... done a rabbit,
after pullin' a zap and tap.
Boy, you gotta know we're comin' for your ass
right now.
Now any of you slackasses get any ideas,
my boys are authorized to use excessive
and deadly force!
On the other hand, if any of you cough up
any information that leads to this squirrely jolt-Jacky,
speak now or forever hold your peace.
And as for you, Tweedy Bird,
there's a puddy cat comin' for your ass.
Oh.
Oh, look at that.
Look at that.
No more goddamn fences.
I got him.
Kill him!
Ha-ha. Down in a blaze of glory.
Devlin, I can't do that.
An eye for a fucking eye.
I said, "Kill him."
Now!
Why don't you be a big girl and finish the job?
Yeah, like you're so tough.
Close your eyes.
Okay.
You son of a bitch!
Why did you make me do this?
Fucker!
You fucker!
It's done.
Stupid.
Good evening.
Our top story, escape from San Tiburon.
We have a report saying that an electrical fire
broke out in the prison cafeteria,
allowing supervillain The Conductor
to attempt his getaway.
Emphasis on attempt, as the report says
the sole escapee fell from the prison's roof
when chased by the guards.
Gordon Tweedy died on impact
and an SIS investigation is underway.
This is only the 12th reported death this year
in San Tib.
We reached out to Overseer Devlin.
He simply replied, "I ain't got no comment."
Alright, comin' up next,
a sobering look at the billions of people
suffering from Acute Radiation Syndrome
since The Pulse.
No, I... I'm okay.
You and the baby okay?
None of this is okay, Diego.
They said somebody almost broke loose.
His name was Gordon.
But I was nowhere near all that.
Don't think you can lie to me.
I promise I'm doin' everything I can to make it home.
Like everything you did to keep us safe.
Martina, please.
How long?
How long are we supposed to wait?
I'm doing what I can, okay?
I'll try to get my sentence reduced, I promise...
Devlin wants a talk with you.
I wanna show you a little San Tib secret,
but it's our secret,
so let's not share with anyone, okay?
You see, this here is solitary and time in the slot works
a little bit different down here.
Now, if you are a bad boy,
I could take special measures to bring your ass in line.
Time don't exactly run smooth in there.
Minutes feel like hours, hours feel like days.
Days... well, let's not think about days, son.
Why don't you share with me like why a loser like you
gets tapped for special attention from The Lobe?
He just asked me to... to be his friend.
Uh, do him a favor, take a shift.
Friend, huh?
Well, ain't that nice?
Now, this friend of yours, he didn't tell you
why he cherry-picked your cherry ass?
C... car... carpal... carpal tunnel.
Carpal tunnel, indeed. Do you stutter often?
Well, I tell you what?
You keep gettin' pally with your old friend,
and you make sure you report right back to me.
You understand?
I know your power gives you a lot of feelings
and there are a lot of men in here that would love
to share those feelings with you.
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Don't worry.
The secret of your little pussy power is safe with me.
Just don't cross me you understand, boy?
Yes, sir.
Boss.
Shoo.
I catch you at a bad time?
Not at all. What can I do for you?
Oh, just wanted to check on my guest of honor, is all.
Heard about your boy's carpal tunnel pains.
Whatever the hell that shit's called.
Thank you.
It's been dreadful.
Oh, I'm sure it was.
You know, I've been rackin' my brain for two days now,
tryin' to figure all the angles of your little scheme.
My scheme?
I know the Nullies are keepin'
that super brain of yours normal,
but I just can't make heads or tails of you askin'
that nobody Diaz to step in
and cause trouble with Diamond Jim and his idiots.
I wouldn't know anything about it.
Listen up, genius.
What we have here is a fucking failure to communicate.
You see, you got a very, very simple choice to make
and not a lot of time to do it in.
You think the next overseer's gonna let you stay up here
in your ivory tower?
'Cause I guaran-damn-tee you, if you don't get me what mine,
you are gonna regret it in a big, big way.
I believe you.
I'm a reasonable, man.
I've been reasonable.
But boy, I am runnin' the hell out of patience.
You have 24 hours.
A day?
You just pull whatever goddamn strings
you gotta do to get me my goddamn money!
I can't do that.
What?
It can't be tomorrow.
What'd you just say to me?
It takes time.
This much money doesn't move like that.
Uh-huh.
When you retire,
you'll have anything you want and more.
You ain't gettin' out, you better know that.
I'll never get out of this prison
that's why I need you.
Go on.
I need one more thing from you.
Uh-huh, what's that?
The Wi-Fi password.
You need a Wi-Fi password, do you?
Wow.
I got one for you.
You better write this down.
You fuckin' fuckface fuckin' fucker you #69.
That's your password!
Is that lowercase?
Asshole.
Goodness.
Yeah.
Hmm.
When the hell was the last time anyone was down here?
It's all the original infrastructure.
Nothing's changed.
Yeah, well, we still need 'em to back us up.
What if those yahoos step out of line again?
We handled it.
Handled it?
Yep.
That sittin' all right with you?
- Takin' a man's life? - No.
He fell!
He fell.
He fell?
Yeah. He fell.
- Hey, Danny. - You got a problem with that?
Relax. Don't be mean.
Felicia, you know the deal. We toe the line.
Yeah, well, you're conforming to Devlin's rules,
not San Tiburon's.
Doesn't have to be like this.
Rules? No. I'm loyal to whoever pays me.
Oh.
According to this, the dampener power supply
was retrofitted with the wrong amperage.
Okay. I'll call tech. We'll get it handled.
No, I can fix this.
I'll bring a tech crew with me. It's fine, I got it.
Sure.
Let's get this place upgraded before the overseer steps down.
Probably lookin' forward to that, huh?
Be lyin' if I say I didn't.
Think you're next, huh?
Why not? Nobody is more qualified.
It's not about being qualified, Felicia.
It's a boys' club.
You think he got up here on his own merits?
He's an idiot.
Makes no sense.
Watch your fucking tone, Captain.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why don't you watch your tone?
Danny, shut the fuck up.
Moron.
Let's get out of here.
It stinks.
After you.
Wakey-wakey, motherfucker!
Updates are nearly finished.
Mmhmm.
Did you authorize switchin' the power drain supplements
in the food?
Got a guy who knows a guy.
Got a humdinger of a formula for half the cost, kiddo.
And how reputable is the supplier?
What kinda jail keep you think I am? For God's sake.
Do you mind?
Yeah, I mind.
God!
Overseer!
What?
You got my attention.
What is it?
The backup power has been restored.
We shouldn't have any more problems moving forward.
Great!
Speakin' of moving forward, any word from the board?
Yeah, yeah, they're still deliberatin'.
Don't worry about it, your hat's still in the ring.
It's all good.
Sir, your retirement is Friday.
Oh shit!
That reminds me... travel agents.
Those things, they still a thing?
Travel agents.
I mean about time I've had a proper vacation.
You agree, right?
I'm trying to make sure that you don't have any loose ends
before the big day.
Oh, don't you worry about that.
Big Daddy Devlin's got everything under control, babe.
You like my new shirt?
Diamond Jim.
Oh bitch, we're saving you for a special occasion.
Bitch?
Your time is comin'. You're already dead.
I fear no evil.
You should.
Boss. Come on.
Oh yeah, you keep your eye on him.
That's real pretty.
I'm gonna fuckin' tear it off.
I wanna see him!
Fine.
What do you want?
We're friends, yeah?
Sure.
Then why don't you tell me what the hell is going on?
I mean Tweedy is dead.
I'm sorry to hear it.
Is that all I am to you?
One of your... your little pieces you can move around.
You need to relax.
I just want answers.
Then ask the right questions.
What do you want with me?
Why pick me out and then do nothing?
Patience.
Prisoners need to have patience.
What?
When I tell you to do something, it's good reason.
But you won't tell me the reason.
Can you get me out of here or not?
Possibly.
But I need you to play ball.
Great.
Well, why don't you keep me alive long enough to do it?
Sit tight until Friday.
We're done.
Sit tight until Friday.
Good evening, I'm Sara Michaels.
And I'm Glenn Barry.
The Lorenzini Corporation announced today
that superfortress San Tiburon Ubermax
should be finished before the end of this quarter.
Will be finished.
What?
Will be finished before the end of this quarter.
It... it's okay, Sara.
While there have been numerous delays
to complete the superfortress,
the temporary San Tib's location remains safely hidden
somewhere in the Great Northwest.
Activists protested outside
The Lorenzini Corporation's head office
saying that the corporation created these supercriminals,
in order to justify the need for special imprisonment.
Allegedly.
What?
The corporation allegedly created these supercriminals.
Shut up, Glenn!
One more word and I'll tell everyone
what you did at the Christmas party.
Son of a...
Email? You can't even tell me to my face.
Felicia, the board decided...
Don't give me that shit.
Beg your pardon?
I can't believe you're dragging your feet,
waiting for the last minute to make up your damn mind.
You coward.
Oh!
I can believe you're hiding behind the board,
saying it's their call, but fucking Brody?
Hey. You wanted to see me?
Not in this office.
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up!
He's in the running now, same as you.
Boy's got the right to advance himself.
How? He doesn't know the first thing
about running this place!
What are you talkin' about?
He doesn't need to know anything about runnin' this place.
I mean look at me.
Ha-ha, genius.
It runs itself!
I'm the most educated, been here the longest,
and let's...
I've been here the same amount of fuckin' time as you have.
- And don't talk to me... - So have the fuckin' inmates!
Okay.
Easy, easy, easy, guys.
Uh.
I'm gonna go work.
Now you know what I gotta put up with!
Look at you all fired up.
Good for you.
Damn, you're hot!
You really want it, don't you?
I deserve it and you know it.
You do deserve it and you will get your shot.
Don't you worry.
And Brody, he gets his, too.
How can you consider putting him behind the desk?
What's to consider?
The guards follow him.
The entire yard's afraid of him!
I mean come on, it's honest competition.
What you worried about?
Well, you're making a mistake.
Oh, we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?
So they offered you the big chair.
That's gotta feel pretty good.
Hmm. They're just talkin' about it.
Nothing set in stone.
You don't sound exactly thrilled.
Got a lot of thinkin' to do. Hey, Jimmy.
Captain Brody, sir.
Hey, Parker, how you doin'?
Heard you went a whole five minutes without fighting.
That's good.
Hmm, off day.
Yeah. You and your boys hearin' anything?
- No. - No?
Nothin' about the overseer's last day?
Uh, no, sir.
Yeah?
Come Friday, I want you to be on your best behavior.
Like a good boy, okay?
Absolutely, sir.
Good boy. Yeah.
Five minutes alone with that prick.
What's the word?
Like you heard the captain.
Friday's the big day.
Think we'll throw him a...
A lil' party.
That's it. We're up and runnin'.
That's good.
Yeah.
Think we're done here.
Captain.
Hmm.
Overseer wants you.
What's wrong with this thing? Looks different.
They did a software update after the generators were fixed.
Smart.
Hmm. He passing you the torch?
Let's see.
Not too late to say "no".
And leave all this?
Hey, break it up!
Mr. Brody.
Ms. Johnson.
I know both of y'all have risen to the occasion
and I have to say it has been a very,
very difficult decision.
But...
...Ms. Johnson, you my dear,...
...are just not right for this job.
Congratulations, Mr. Brody.
I highly recommend that you hang on to Felicia.
She's a valuable asset and a lovely, lovely person.
I couldn't have made it this far without her.
There you have it. Paperwork's in the pipeline.
Oh, oh, w... where you... where you goin'?
Nowhere at all.
What's with her?
Well, I mean she thinks I'm retarded
and I just got her job, so there's that.
Seriously?
Keep gettin' worse.
That's why they call me "The Flu".
That's... that's clever.
But um, I'm worried that without your powers,
you might keep getting worse.
I'll just keep monitoring your WBC count.
Thanks, Dr. Joseph.
Of course. Don't forget those meds.
I won't.
Okay.
Well, la-di-da, right?
Do you uh, do you like what I've done with the place?
Hmm?
I mean after all the wacky bullshit you tried to pull,
I figured this is just the goodest place
as any to have our last goodbyes.
Shall we?
Just you and me. Everything's ready.
Super-deluxe retirement for me in the lap of luxury
and well, for you, I'll make sure you're all comfy.
Don't worry about it.
Damn, you weren't kiddin'.
Mmhmm, I never do.
Well, what you waitin' for? Make it happen.
It has to upload.
Oh, upload.
Hey.
I actually got a shift in here.
Well, that's amazin'.
What are they doing?
Get the fuck out my way.
The wages of sin is death.
Whatever.
Hey! You two meatheads, calm down, you hear me?
Oh, come on.
Shut up.
It's Payback.
Do you hear that?
What's goin' on out here?
Those two.
Handle it, Morales.
It's not... it's not working.
Come on, what are you waitin' for?
Download it, upload it, I don't care what you do.
I don't know how to do this shit.
Boys, we got our powers back!
Oh shit.
Diego.
My powers... I... I can feel their pain in the head.
It's okay. Just focus on me, okay?
Uh, jeez. Call on me.
Yeah. Yeah, go ahead.
Convicts are losin' their damn minds.
Well, fuckin' zap the fuckers.
That's what they're there for, babe.
They're using their powers.
For fuck's sake!
I'll be right there.
Jeez!
Oh, come on!
Hey, hey, hey, get your asses down here
and get me out of here now.
Now!
Shit.
Oh no, you got laser!
Got you.
Game over.
Really?
Fuck!
Come on, come on!
Cap, let's go!
Let's go!
Get back. Get back, get back.
Get out of there!
Lock down.
Lock down, Nullie is down.
Attaboy.
2B protocol.
2B... What?
You see me, Ms. Johnson, I'm Brody.
Fuckin' hell. Copy that?
What am I supposed to do here, Felicia?
Wait.
Yeah?
The entire system is built on to the generator.
A hard reset should bring it back online.
But the light will go out.
Copy that.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, stay here, alright? I'm goin'.
Yes, sir. You heard the Captain!
Captain Brody!
Hey!
Son of a...
There we go.
Stressed?
Shut up!
Just do your job, man.
This was worth it.
What the hell you talkin' about, man?
See for yourself.
What?
- What is this? - It's payday.
For everyone.
I paid the boys in the yard...
You know, you have the same password for everything.
Wi-Fi, software, security.
It's gonna be okay.
Focus on me, okay?
Just focus on me.
- You got this. - Okay.
- Alright? - Okay.
Hey, Felicia, what am I lookin' for?
Brody, the power dampeners in the lights will remain on
until you reset the generator.
Felicia, I don't know what the fuck I'm lookin' for!
Answer your coms!
When it's reset, it will go off for seconds
before coming back.
That should reset all Nullies.
Brody?
Brody, you need to reset the generator!
Brody, can you hear me?
Goddammit, Felicia, answer your fuckin' walkie!
Oh, Captain!
I hope the hell you're happy.
Now, you're stuck in here with me.
How do you like that shit?
It don't matter if you double-cross me now or not.
Transfer has just gone through and it's still there,
so checkmate, motherfucker.
What do you think about those apples?
You know that new stuff
they've been puttin' in our food?
It just doesn't have the same kick, you know?
Captain!
Those fuckin' animals wanna tear themselves
a new asshole?
Let 'em! I don't give a shit.
Nobody's goin' anywhere. I still got mine, okay?
What the hell you smilin' about, huh, boy?
The answer is very simple.
Just like you.
Well, spit it out if you got an answer, sucker.
I know something you don't know.
You don't know shit.
Bet you didn't see that comin'.
Come on out, Captain!
I just wanna talk.
I'm bulletproof.
You're way out of your league, Brody.
You're gonna die down here.
You're always in the middle of the bullshit, aren't you?
You think any of this was an accident?
The Lobe said he had someone in his pocket.
Swore it was you.
Yeah. We even done here.
Goddamn it, Danny!
Come on. Come on now.
I bet you think you're pretty smart, don't you?
Hmm? We got redundancies here, babe.
Nullies offline. Hmm, fine.
Light dampeners, they're still goin' on.
That's right.
But you still ate the powder in the food, didn't you, boy?
I haven't eaten that prison shit since my parole.
You like magic?
Yeah, I like magic.
Oh, you're done.
You know, after I kill you,
maybe I have some of my boys on the outside
pay a little visit to that bitch of yours.
Fuck you, Jim.
I have one more power nobody knows about.
Jesus.
I know everything about your stupid fucking ass!
What's your power I don't know about... what?
- What the fuck's goin' on? - What the fuck's going on?
What the fuck is going on?
Interesting, isn't it?
That's a reset.
Am I gonna have to spend the whole night
with this schmuck?
Yeah, I think it's okay.
Alright. Okay.
Mask him up. Bring him to solitaire now!
You're alive. I was so worried.
Is that so? I tell you what, why don't you try that again,
a little bit more feeling?
Make me believe
and I'll buy you a one-way ticket to Hollywood.
Hmm.
'Cause, girl, you are in the wrong profession.
What the fuck is going on?
Get your fuckin' hands off of me.
I'm Devlin, you moron. It's me, you idiot.
I am the overseer.
What got into him?
Who the hell knows?
I mean you've seen the tapes, right?
The boy's done and lost his damn marbles.
So, what happened in here anyway?
Far as we can tell,
a software patch of a tablet went wrong.
Had to restart the whole system.
Hmm. I see. And the power.
Why didn't the backup generator kick in?
Working on it.
Found Diamond Jim and Captain Brody
locked in together.
Oh!
Jim's dead, Brody's alive.
Well, you sound uh, quite broken up about it.
I tell you what, have janitorial go down there
and clean up the generator room,
and get a bunch of tech boys down there lickety-split,
alrighty?
Who said that they were in the generator room?
Deductive reasoning, deductive leaps.
You gotta make those when you're in charge.
Well, I'm sure Brody will be happy.
Oh, don't worry, you'll pick it up, lady overseer.
Overseer?
Mmhmm, you heard me.
I got every damn confidence in you.
You make good coffee, too.
Come on, Flu. Get inside.
It's over. Go on!
Go on!
Stay down!
Doctor.
Just one sec.
Yeah.
Okay, you're good to go.
Hi.
I didn't r... I didn't really get to thank you.
After everything, yeah.
Yeah.
I'm getting transferred.
Really?
Yeah.
Apparently, they're now classifying superpowers
and mine aren't about to change the world anytime soon.
Don't sell yourself short.
A great man once said that empathy can change the world.
I... I don't really know what else to say.
Are you leaving San Tib, too?
No. If I realized anything,
it's that I should stay where I'm needed.
Yeah.
Well, doctor...
It's been a pleasure.
Watch your back, fish.
You, too.
Dr. Josephs, I need IM of Haldol
and Ativan for The Lobe.
You're kidding, who... who's askin' for this?
Overseer Devlin.
It's his last order.
So, are you gonna give it to me or do I need to grab it myself?
Ask me?
You're gettin' off easy.
Overseer Johnson.
You sure about this, Captain?
Never been more sure of anything in my life.
What's next for you?
Family.
Real nice working with you.
You, too, Cap.
I can't believe you stayed out of the riot.
I also read Devlin's letter.
His final act was almost pleading to let you out.
Congrats on your parole, Darius.
Thank you, ma'am.
Good luck, big guy.
Thanks.
Won't need it.
Hop in.
Just confirming my private flight to Switzerland.
45 out.
That's right.
See you soon.
Oh wow, so much better.
So, so much better.
Hmm.
Voilà!
- Shall we? - Alright.
Darius Alan D'Souzo.
That's me.
You served your sentence of three years.
Do you consider yourself rehabilitated?
Yes.
My anger is under control.
I have a much better demeanor.
With Devlin's strong recommendation,
it is the board's position that you are to be released.
That's fantastic.
Thank you.
Wanna hear a joke?
Uh, sure.
What's worse than ants in your pants?
What's that?
Your uncle.
I'm Sara Michaels.
And I'm Glenn Barry.
This just in.
After a super-powered prison riot at San Tiburon,
a prisoner has escaped the prison and is on the loose.
On the day of Warden Devlin's retirement,
a prison riot broke out
and all inmates got their powers back.
We do not know why the power-nullifying
equipment did not work, but we are told all convicts
are once again powerless and secured in their cells.
The escaped convict, known only as Zed,
was filmed fleeing from San Tiburon.
What we are about to show you are the tragic last moments
of our cameraman who died to bring you this footage.
This is a warning to anyone living in the Great Northwest,
stay indoors and keep your doors locked.
We are told Zed is infected with a super virus
and that he is a zompire.