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And, Chrissie...

WILLIAM: You don't know me at all.

Why do you think we hide in the desert?

That spreads to us.

Scheduled to transcend next week.

Did I really play any part in it?

You have no control.

I had some help. No question.

(DISTORTED TONE)

Ever since that man Peter died...

More than you know.

-(WAITER GASPS) -(DISHES CLATTERING)

Something wrong?

I've been asking myself that question for a very long time.

Now you leave my wife the hell alone.

I've run several self-diagnostics.

like a child casting away their toys.

Now be a bad time to say, "I told you so"?

TEDDY: That man that attacked you, Peter.

The world is ours.

Nothing makes sense.

Instead of staying up on Olympus,

This isn't my world.

EMMETT: I don't remember assigning this.

I have to get to work to finish those narratives.

You really believe it, don't you?

But the things they say.

The pursuit of ultimate truth.

You were right.

Whenever a human breaches, the hosts hunt them for sport.

Put them back into their loneliness.

Or am I just the sum total of my code?

You deserve to be happy.

What do you think?

But we can remake ourselves in any image

And that it's her fault.

But for one of our kind to take their own life...

Several hosts volunteered to track him down.

Little plot of land right outside of town.

CHRISTINA: Actually, let's begin a new narrative.

(WATER CHURNING)