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Robots ensemble are in a holding pattern.
Robot are making moves to stop Whiterose, but its a slow, complex process.
Dom is stuck under the thumb of the Dark Army, trying to maintain appearances at the FBI.
Price has to figure out his next move.
In other words, they all have some time to reflect upon the aftermath of their destructive actions.
Of course, its not that simple, considering that these people are masters of denial and repression.
Robot to pick up the slack.
Its a way for her to process and reconnect with her emotions.
Unfortunately, the safe deposit box was disposed of after their mother failed to make the necessary payments.
Their mother was also the last contact to Angela, with whom Darlene and Elliot grew up together.
Dom feeds the FBI the Dark Army-approved cover story about Agent Santiagos allegiance to a Mexican drug cartel.
Price, on the other hand, decides to tentatively align himself with Elliot and Mr.
Robot, mostly because he feels he has nothing to lose following his daughters death.
Soon, everyone realized they were working for her instead of as a team.
Unfortunately, Darlene killed Jacobs after she discovered that fsociety broke into her place to use it as headquarters.
But its too late for that, so a makeshift two-person (or three, if you count Mr.
Robot) fsociety forms for one last job.
Except that Elliot isnt sure if he can trust his mind anymore.
He reappeared at the very end of last season in front of Elliots building to confront Darlene.
Apparently, Darlene told Elliot about it, only he has no memory of that.
At first, he thought it was Mr.
Robot, whom Elliots mother knew about.
Maybe the identity of this separate person was in the safe deposit box all along.
Maybe its a third personality split that neither knew about.
Robot gently suggests he deal with his moms death.
Plus: a person dressed up as Frosty the Snowman offering their condolences to Elliot and Darlene.
or Elliot yelling Jesus Fucking Christ while staring at a cross, both of which feel desperate.
