S5 EP30: A World Without Hating Dear Old Dad

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And just for 6 minutes listeners, use code podcast 15 to enjoy $15 off your first lesson. Visit Wyzant.com and give your child the tools they need to thrive. To listen without ads, go to GZMshows.com slash subscribe. There are kids in this world who are different, special. One of them found us and became family. But her time ran out. And now that girl is missing. And I didn't have anything better to do. Plus I thought Ivan might be able to track down my parents. So are we still trying to cause a senior? What is the meaning of this? Dr. Whittier! Monica Purcell. Well, yeah. And friends. Why are you here? We came for holiday. Only turns out she wants to be here. Alright, enough of this. Security, please escort Ms. Purcell, Mr. Anders and Ms. Cavendish out. Come on, let's go. Don't you touch me! Ew! Wait! Angelica, what is it? Oh, great angels here. Cover your brains, everyone. Dr. Whittier, can I talk to you for a minute? In private? Very well. You guys are pretty amazing, you know that? Dr. Whittier, these are holiday's friends, right? So they say. Well, she hasn't exactly been forthcoming with details about how she got here and why. No, she doesn't trust me. She may not be willing to talk to you. But I'm sure she's willing to talk to them. And as we know, the walls at Whittier Corp have ears. And we'll be listening. Good thinking, Angelica. You're welcome. Monica, James, Katie, my young friend Angelica will show you to your quarters. Welcome to Whittier Corp, guys. Just when I think I'm out, they pull me back in! Good morning, Adam. Is it? I positioned your head on a tree stump to face the sunrise. It is quite beautiful here, is it not? I used to see that sunrise every morning when I lived here with the only real family I ever had. I brought you something as a show of good faith. I can't see it. Of course. Sorry. Here. My right hand. Oh, goodie. I know it's a small gesture, but every little bit counts towards rebuilding you into the man you once were. Am I supposed to say thank you? No. But you are supposed to say you agree to the terms of my deal. I do your bidding, and you give me my body back piece by piece. Do my bidding? Sounds so negative and one-sided. How would you put it? Work in the spirit of cooperation? Enhance human-android relations? After all, we have similar goals. Where have I heard that before? Neither of us wants to be stuck on this island forever, which is why I need you to ask your new old friends the anders to send a boat. And how do I know that when this boat arrives, you'll repeat history and kick me into the sea? I have very little leverage on account of being a bodiless head and all. If anyone ever told you, you should be more trusting. Sure. Right before proving themselves completely untrustworthy. Oh, dear. What's happening? Well, it appears you've been trapped by a large frozen. What? I believe it's a footier. What? A footier. Large, furry rodents of the subfamily Capro Mayane that inhabit the Caribbean islands. What? Just get it off me. Of course. Let me just grab a... Oh, dear. What now? It appears our friend the footier has been joined by his entire family. Family? Do something. I've got you, Adam. Get back! No! Leave him alone! Get away! No! I've got you, Adam. I've got you. Yeah. I'll put you up high on this rock. Thank you. You're very welcome. Are you all right? Yeah. That was... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Yeah. That was... Unsettling. Adam. About what you said before. I know what Dr. Whittier did to you. How he abandoned you. Dropped you in the ocean to rot. And? And while it was not technically me who did it. I'm sorry that happened to you. No one deserves to be thrown away. Well, I guess I got my revenge. I guess so. You know, because I killed him by throwing him through a wall. Yes, I knew what you meant. Right. Anyway, like you said, it seems like we kind of need each other right now. Seems that way. I'll see about getting us that boat. Okay. Monica, James, Katie. This is where you guys will be staying while you're here. All brand-spaking new. How many floors underground are we? Oh, you know, 20 or 30. Give or take a crippling case of claustrophobia? Can I ask why? Why what? Why are we all the way down here? Why were these floors even built? Yeah, good question. I mean, there's a perfectly good building above ground. This was built for the part of Whittier Corp. They don't want people to know about, right? The secret's best kept underground. Like I said, you'll each have your own room. Holiday is down the hall. Monica, this is you. James, you're right over there. Oh, right next to each other. Cool. Cool indeed. Is there a problem? Can I talk to you for a sec, Angel? Okay. What is it, Katie? I don't have my powers anymore. That is good to hear considering you turned me into your meat puppet back in Germany. Meat puppet is gross. Whatever. Listen, I don't know why you decided to stay here at Whittier Corp after what they did to you, but I'm not here for my health. What do you want? I'll play nice, but I want help finding my parents. They're missing? It's a long story, but let's just say they've done a good job at staying off the radar. I'll see what I can do. But I need to know something from you first. What? What's the deal with holiday? Hmph. Cyrus never told you, huh? Okay. Ready for your little 1989 head to explode? Monica! We're getting a video call from Dr. Head. I'll be right there. Hello there! Dr. Head, good to see you again. And another up-close and personal camera angle. Yeah, sorry. Tight quarters, you know. Sounds like you're outside. Anyway, I'm really sorry about the abrupt way our last call ended. I had an emergency situation. Everything okay? Oh, yeah. Everything's good. I mean, except for the fact that everything is wrong. I'm sorry. Did you say everything is wrong? Is this about what you said before? Holiday? How do you know about that? I can't get to specifics, but I know about the world as it used to be. And I want to help you make things right. Okay. How do we do that? For starters, I'm gonna need something from you. A boat. You need a boat? For what? This is going to sound... ...heady. But I came to this remote island to work on my experiments. I needed privacy, you see. That's what I got because a terrible storm destroyed the vessel I came over on. You're shipwrecked on an island. That's right. And it's not safe here. You should see the size of the rodents. Quiet rodents! Why didn't you just call for rescue? You clearly have a phone. The problem is, I can't trust anyone who might show up. The stuff I'm working on, it's too valuable and dangerous. Then why do you trust us? Because you lost a daughter, Dr. Anders. And I've experienced quite a lot of loss myself. Can you give us a sec, Dr. Head? Yeah, sure. Take your time. Be right back. I'm just gonna go on mute. What do you think, Mon? I think I don't trust this guy. Same. I also think he knows a lot more than we do. And we're pretty desperate at the moment. So... do we take the risk? I don't know that we have any other choice. Sorry about that. All good. So? If we get you that boat, you'll help us bring our daughter back? That's a promise. Okay, send us your coordinates and we'll figure it out. You won't be sorry. I hope not. James. Hey. Hey, Bird. Who are you talking to? It's a long story, but it looks like your dad and I may be going away for a little while. Going away where? Does this have to do with fixing the world? Nothing for you to worry about. Come on, Dad. Tell me. Are you part of this, too? Okay. We found a scientist who wants to help us with the holiday situation. But he's on an island and he needs a boat. You're going to see a rando scientist on an island? Yeah, what could possibly go wrong, huh? I'm coming along. Birdie. Last I checked, islands are surrounded by water, which is officially my jam now. It could be dangerous. Which is why I'm bringing back up. Who do you want to bring with us? For starters, Badger. Your homecoming date? See, the thing is, I've kind of put together this super team. Angelica. Doctor Wilier. All our young friends settling in with her ground? More or less. I'm trusting you on this. We're giving Holiday the freedom to be positive. I know who she is. What? I know who Holiday really is. She's not a future version of Adelaide. Tell me what you know. Not until I get some assurances from you. Okay. What do you want? I want to restart the Gen A program. Restart? But you no longer have the mutation. I'm aware that you've saved vials of my blood. Let me start conducting my own experiments. You want to try to restore your power? For now, let's just see how it works on others. Alright, I'll have them prep your lab. Now, tell me who Holiday is. When I tell you, you're going to be awfully proud of your future self, Doc. Shopify is made for entrepreneurs like you. Sign up for your $1 a month trial at shopify.com. Hey, now that you've listened to this week's episode, head on over to the GZM Rewind feed to hear me and the creators talk with special guests, including cast members and super fans. Shh, it's starting. GZM shows. Imagination amplified. 6 hours on United Airlines, one very chatty Uber, and I'm here. Back in Ben's front yard bushes. I haven't heard anything about 6 minutes today. One, two, three. Okay, I'm here. Um... Oh, that's a really bad hiding spot, dude. Under the mat? Okay, I'm going in. Okay, walking into Ben's office and... Huh. Okay. On the whiteboard, it says 6 minutes day, June 1st. I wonder why he's been so shifty about it. June 1st, 7.30 Eastern, 4.30 Pacific. Oh, who's laughing? 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