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“The truth is you can be orphaned again and again and again. The truth is, you will be. And the secret is, this will hurt less and less each time until you can’t feel a thing. Trust me on this.” - Chuck Palahniuk, author of “Fight Club”
“That connection you feel? I feel it, too.” - Sarah, to Helena
Every answer is a new flood of questions. Every plan is an invitation for an unexpected development. Even the best of intentions bite back, and no way forward hasn’t turned into at least a partial retreat for your own survival. Veils may well lift, but what is revealed, and how it impacts each clone’s choices, is down to the jaded eye of the beholder.
Blinded by science, Cosima surrendered her heart, her least discerning organ. Delphine’s betrayal occurred in her scientific blind spot, and now even empirical evidence is becoming unreliable. Sarah was right all along: any hope that the conspiracy that created them is essentially altruistic has evaporated. Can she admit: I was wrong? Or will she just shut up and stop pretending she knows anything. Especially who her friends are.
Felix helps guide Alison out of full retreat from the burbs. Alison twists the Truth; folds it up and hides it deep inside. On the one hand, she stands her ground and tells her monitor to suck it – but on the other hand, she keeps hiding it all from her family. But at least she’s back in the only life she knows.
Alison gets a pep talk from Fee.
And while Sarah finally decides “eff it” – handing Helena over to Leekie is the only way to deal with her – Kira’s insights into the deranged angel wind up seeming more true, more vital with every encounter. Then Mrs. S fills a hole in Sarah’s life so big she doesn’t even see it any more: Her mother, if even a surrogate, has come for her. And the true bombshell: she has a sister. A real, biological sister. A twin, tied up in the trunk. Who seems to be entirely a product then, of the horrible environment that took her in. Because she is, otherwise, exactly like Sarah.
Exactly? Well, genetically. We know there’s a synthetic element in the clones’ DNA that Leekie used to differentiate Sarah from Beth, but if Helena and Sarah are natural/clone twins, biologically-speaking, they may both carry the same “bar code” marker. Potentially, they could each pass at least a microscopic examination, convincingly presenting one as the other.
Cosima discovers a “bar code” in the clones’ DNA.
And Kira? Well, there isn’t even taxonomy for the offspring of a clone yet. What Kira is – as Sarah’s natural daughter – has no scientific name in any language. Imagine the fruit of your loins potentially being so new in the evolution of the species, that no one knows what to call her. Then ask yourself what you’d do to make sure the correct designation for your little girl is first, always, and forever – “Human Being.”