[Jake enters a room where Amara is trying and failing to drift with Sarah, a brain in a container.] Amara Namani: [Groans angrily] Come on, Sarah! Do something! You stupid brain thing! [Sees Jake] Hey. Jake Pentecost: Hey. Amara Namani: [Takes off her helmet] So, I'm not really good at– emotional stuff, but– I really am sorry about your sister. [Jake nods] Half-sister? Jake Pentecost: Yeah, her family died during the Onibaba attack. My dad took her in. She was my sister. My family. Amara Namani: Why are you out of your uniform? Jake Pentecost: Just had a lot in my mind after Sydney. Guess I just wanted to be comfortable. Amara Namani: Well, don't let Ranger Lambert see you in that. He might take the stick out of his butt and beat you with it. Jake Pentecost: I think I'm safe. It's wedged in there pretty tight. [Amara chuckles.] Jake Pentecost: [Looks at Sarah in the container] So they're still using Sarah. [Taps the container] Amara Namani: Yeah. And I can't drift with her for some reason. All the other cadets have been training for years, and I just– hate feeling like the slow kid. Jake Pentecost: You gotta relax. Or you're just grinding gears. I'll help you out. [Activates the simulator] Amara Namani: Got it, coach. Jake Pentecost: Don't call me coach. Amara Namani: Alright, sensei. Jake Pentecost: Concentrate. [Flicks Amara's ear, then readies his helmet] You have to make a good connection. You can't do that if you're yappin' your gums. [Jake and Amara put on their helmets.] Jake Pentecost: You ready? Amara Namani: Ready. Jake Pentecost: Alright. [Pushes a few buttons on the screen] Let's see if we're drift compatible. [As Jake and Amara drift, memories from their past flash by.] Jake Pentecost: Stay focused, Amara. Remember, the stronger your connection, the better you fight. [Amara relaxes] That's it. [Amara suddenly gets caught in a memory of her past.] Jake Pentecost: Amara! Don't hang on to the memory. Just let it flow right through you. Amara! [The memory shows Amara, as a little girl, with her parents and brother at the Santa Monica Pier. Young Amara and her mother and brother gather for a family photo.] Amara's father: Amara, jump in there. Yeah, come on. Get together. Ready? One, two, cheese. [Clicks the camera, then takes out the photo from the camera] Got it. Wanna see? [Gives Young Amara the photo. Young Amara takes it] Wait a sec. [Young Amara runs past Jake on her way to the edge of the pier to look at the photo.] Jake Pentecost: Amara. Amara, you have to let it go. Amara! Look, just listen to my voice! Amara! [Young Amara looks at the photo when water droplets started coming down. She looks up to see Insurrector emerging from the water. Everyone at the pier runs for their lives as the Kaiju roars. Young Amara tries to run to her parents and brother, but Insurrector's breaks a gap of the pier as it walks, separating Young Amara from her parents and brother.] Jake Pentecost: Amara! Young Amara Namani: Daddy! Daddy! Amara's father: Amara! Come on, jump! Jake Pentecost: Amara! We need to break the drift! Amara's father: [Holds out his hand] Jump to me. Come on! Young Amara Namani: I'm scared! Amara's father: Baby. I will catch you! I promise. Come on! Jake Pentecost: Amara! Amara's mother: Amara, come on! Amara's father: Jump! [Young Amara runs towards her parents and brother, but before she can jump to them, Insurrector's foot stomps right where Young Amara's parents and brother were standing, killing them all, as Young Amara looks on in sadness. The memory finally ends, returning Jake and Amara to the present day.] Jake Pentecost: [Takes off his helmet] Amara! Take it off! [Takes off Amara's helmet, then holds her head as she starts crying] Are you okay? [Amara looks around and realizes that she is back in the present day.] Amara Namani: I was there. I felt it. Jake Pentecost: Yeah. I felt it too. Nate Lambert: [Over Jake's walkie-talkie] Jake, it's me. You there? Jake Pentecost: [Takes out his walkie-talkie and speaks into it] Yeah, I'm here. Nate Lambert: [Over Jake's walkie-talkie] Meet me in the lab right away. Marshal wants to see us. Jake Pentecost: [On his walkie-talkie] Alright. On my way. [Puts his hand on Amara's shoulder] You okay? [Amara nods] [Making sure that Amara is okay, Jake heads out.]

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