The Strain

Previously on The Strain...

As of 9:00 a.m. this morning,

Staten Island is a plague-free zone.

I want you to do

what you've done here for the rest of the city.

No interference. I call the shots, end of story.

- You work for the German. - I did a job for him once.

You transported a box from the airport across the river

into Manhattan.

It cost me my mother.

- Infect the infected. - Find a weak link

in the vampire biology and cook something up to exploit it.

Something that the vampires are vulnerable to, but that

- non-turned humans can tolerate. - When do we test transmission?

Tonight.

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Angel!

- Break time is over. - Okay.

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I've seen a lot of strange things

since I hooked up with you two, and I've done

a lot of strange things, you know?

This right here?

Hands down, it's the strangest.

- Are we there yet? - Almost, Doc.

Carroll Street subway tunnel entrance is just up ahead.

The best vampire nest in all of Red Hook.

All right, I'm gonna cut him loose. On one.

One? Who goes on one? What happened to going on three?

Okay, three.

Son of a bitch! Where's he going?

The sun will be up soon. It has to nest somewhere.

All right. On to plan B.

I am so excited for plan B.

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A psychiatric hospital? Why would he go in here?

A little late for therapy.

They say one out of every four people are mentally unstable.

Luckily there's only three of us.

Not unless you include my invisible friend Donny.

Why here?

Evan McGeever.

Seroquel oral. Clozaril.

These drugs indicate schizophrenia.

That's why it came here.

Better than bread crumbs, huh?

Here. He's down.

- Now what? - Now he infects the others

by direct contact.

And then we wait for sundown.

Just like them.

Over here, come on.

Come here, right over here.

Okay, come on, come on.

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What do you want here?

I was hoping I could just get something to eat.

Angel, is there a problem?

Not if he's got cash to spend.

- Table for one? - Thank you.

Come on. It's okay.

Thank you.

Questions about the menu?

Yeah, I, uh, never really had this type of food before.

You got something that kinda tastes like spaghetti

or something like that?

- I can bring you something. - Thank you.

What is it?

Thought you might be resting.

Was there something you wished to see me about, Miss Velders?

I can't stop thinking about that sociopath Eldritch Palmer.

You knew him before this?

Our paths have crossed, yes.

Fet said that he saw a blonde up on the dais with him.

Not his usual body man, Reggie Fitzwilliam.

You're suggesting Mr. Fitzwilliam had enough and quit?

I don't know, it could be a dead end or a wild goose chase.

Palmer ordered Fitzwilliam to murder us, and he didn't...

and now he's gone.

Fitzwilliam has no other legal address than the

Stoneheart corporate headquarters.

But he does have a brother named Curtis.

A firefighter who lives on Staten Island?

You probably don't want to waste your time with this.

I think you may be onto something.

You do?

I-I mean, I could be wrong...

You're not. Let's go.

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"Welcome to Staten Island."

"Please have your state-issued identification ready."

"The current wait time for entry screening"

"is approximately three hours."

It's bloody medieval.

My office hours are clearly posted.

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Hello, Professor.

Eldritch! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

I flew over spontaneously.

Got the news that you cabled me... it sounded too promising.

Yes, quite promising, indeed.

It could be a dangerous venture, however.

Would you mind excusing us for a moment, Mr. Fitzwilliam?

Not at all, sir.

Tell me.

After the Lumen was withdrawn from auction in 1923,

the trail ran cold.

I suspect the Hungarian moved north... to Belarus.

I believe he survived by assuming a false identity

and passing himself off as a Christian.

- Yes. - After the Warsaw uprising in 1944,

Hitler ordered the city be razed.

This itemized list from a supply train

records a shipment of religious iconography.

I believe there is a strong chance that the Lumen mis...

mislabeled or... or misidentified

altogether was on that train.

- Mm-hmm. Uh, bound for? -This is the exciting part.

Everything on that list goes to one place... one obscure,

unexamined place... a nunnery in Berndorf,

in the lower Austrian Alps.

This is the best lead we have ever had.

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Hello?!

This stench.

Ammonia. We're too late.

As I feared.

No.

No.

Good Lord, boy! What are you doing in there?

Are you all right, hmm? Boy, what's your name?

Rudyard Fonescu, sir.

I heard you coming. I thought they were back.

- What happened to your ear? - My father, sir.

He held my head against the stove

to drive off the devil, he said.

Boy, we're on urgent business.

We're seeking a book. The Occido Lumen.

Do you know of it?

Mother Superior said it was cursed.

This volume...

did it have many strange illustrations and symbols?

She said it was evil.

She destroyed the book, but her prophecy came true anyway.

- Destroyed it?! - She burned it, sir.

She melted the silver binding and the pages in between.

She destroyed the Lumen? Where?

- Show us! - Help! Help!

Wait here.

Mr. Eldritch Palmer.

You are searching for the secrets of eternity.

But the answers you have been looking for

are not here.

Would you like to know more?

What do you know?

Everything.

Rudyard, come out!

You don't want to hide down here, boy!

It isn't safe!

Rudyard! They're here!

Go to the light! They cannot follow you into it!

- Help! - Where are you?

Rudyard, run! Get out of here!

Rudyard!

Are you all right?

I want to return to New York immediately.

The Lumen has obviously been destroyed

and my quest is at an end.

And there's no use throwing good money after bad.

But I've shown you proof that these creatures exist!

You can't turn your back on that!

Help me rid the evil from this world.

There will always be evil in this world, Professor.

Now get me out of this cursed place.

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Mama?

Mama, don't make me do it.

I can't do it. Don't make me do it, please.

Please, I can't do it, Mama. Please, por favor, no me lo...

No!

I won't do it! No!

No! No! I won't do it!

I won't do it... Mama...

Mama.

Come on, look at me.