Everywhen

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Now, Ian!

Ready?

- You've lost it.

- I had it only a few seconds ago!

Yeah... Great!

I found it.

If anything happens...

Eight o'clock?

- Break a leg?

- I think we will.

Are we going to say all this?

F***, the world's falling apart.

Jesus Christ, are we on?

Throughout the night several

thousand people have gone missing...

...including some of the national police.

They are hiring in new people using

Wilco's technology chips.

That's making them as smart

as any national officer.

I apologise for the delay of this

broadcast. The network is busy.

It is being used by people

in much bigger need than our's.

All I can say right now is -

stay tuned, stay safe.

Dylan!

Hey, pal. I've noticed you've

been acting a bit strange lately, -

- So is something wrong?

Mum and dad are just travelling.

You know that, right?

All right. I know it's not your

birthday party for another nine hours.

But I've got you something.

It's the quarterback chip. Just place

it in the thing on your wrist.

And then you know all there is to

know about being a quarterback. Cool'?

Go and get dressed.

We'll be late.

Thank you very much.

Please!

Please!

Thank you.

- Are they not open yet?

- There doesn't seem to be anyone here.

- 7:
10.

- It' strange, isn't it?

Yes.

Come on, Dylan.

I have to get back to work. Go to bed,

and I'll be there when you wake up.

I love you.

Hey, Ian!

What are you doing here, Shorty?

Long time, no see!

Where are you working these days?

I just applied for a job

with some pretty high ranking people.

Oh, sh*t.

Hey, Ian. I forgot my wallet.

Are you sure? Thank you, Ian.

You're the man, Ian! He's the man!

What's this?

Watch it!

Dylan!

IN LOVING MEMORY OF DYLAN

2040-2046

Ok. Fill me in.

Jane, we have 30,000 people missing.

- 30,000?

- The number is rising as we speak.

- Since when?

- 2 a.m. this morning.

At every work hour, in every country,

there is a spike on the graph.

Of course, the graph is

changing drastically, as we speak.

We are receiving tons of calls,

but if you look closely...

- This means?

- We will get three times as many calls.

The average work hour is 8 a.m.?

That's correct.

- What time is it?

- 7:
20.

Ian Finch, 18 years old,

no siblings, just moved.

Your family adopted a young boy

a year and a half ago.

Nothing unusual.

Today you were reported missing

after not showing up at Wilco's.

A bit too hasty, maybe, but some

people are a bit too protective.

Where exactly were you?

Excuse me, Mr Finch.

You know...

These handcuffs are really comfortable.

Are they your wife's?

Listen, Ian!

You're in a pretty bad situation.

It pleases me to say that so are you.

You know, I hate politics.

I really do.

A politician once said...

A wise one, actually.

He said that the airways

should belong to the people.

If a TV signal comes to my property, -

- I should feel free to do

any damn thing I want with it.

And right now

you remind me of a TV signal.

- This is my house.

- Really?

I'm pretty sure

I've spent the past year here.

What?

I live here. Is that so hard to get?

Well, yeah...

I don't want to waste any more time.

I think you should leave now.

Excuse me.

I said

you should aim more to the right.

I tend to always lean to that side,

you see...

That's more like it.

- Where's Dylan?

- My brother? You're getting better.

Dylan? My brother Dylan?

Speak up! I can't hear you!

Tiny kid, keeps to himself.

- He's my brother.

- He's your brother?

You and your brother Dylan

live in this house?

You don't find that a bit strange?

So it is just a lot

of coincidental similarities, -

- that may not be

so coincidental after all.

What have you done to him?!

To Dylan? I haven't clone anything.

I was going to ask you the same.

I'm his big brother.

You seem to know a lot about him.

You really don't get it!

Do you have to have it the hard way?

- Do we just have to wait 15 minutes?

- Yes.

Hopefully all hell breaks loose,

and we get an idea of what's going on.

- I have something to show you, Riddley.

- Riddley?

I thought I was handling the case.

Riddley seems more...

I'm taking this case, Michael.

Listen up, everyone!

Meet the new head chief

of this investigation, Jane Scott.

This is all new to us.

It is strange and frightening.

I ask you all to give your best.

Even though some of our staff

has been reported missing.

I leave the rest to Miss Scott.

They are so young and so few.

Best on the planet.

Right, let's get to work, people!

What are we're dealing with? What

happens at 8? Why are people missing?

Are they dead? Thousands

of people don't just disappear!

I want to know where they are.

Were you aware

that three billion people were missing?

- No.

- Then how do you explain...

- I don't.

- Excuse me?

Do I have your attention?

Do you see that guy over there?

Is that muscles, or is he just fat?

He's dead.

A year and a half ago.

- I thought so until you showed up.

- Why didn't you kill me?

- Do you want me to?

- How come he never mentioned you?

What is this?

When I look at myself in the mirror,

I find only sadness, emptiness...

As if I don't exist.

What's going on?

I don't understand anything!

I've been trying to tell you. I could

show you, but you won't like it.

You just tried to kill me,

and now you're offering your help?

Let's just say that your business

is just as much my business.

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