‘Orphan Black’ takes you on a wild ride. Sarah, a con artist, learns about her identical clones. Each one is different. Drama unfolds as she digs into a big conspiracy. She fights to protect herself and her friends. This show is packed with twists, deep characters and Tatiana Maslany shines in her many roles. You will not want to miss it!

Meet the characters from Orphan Black

Sarah Manning

Oh man, Sarah is the chaos engine of Orphan Black — a street-smart, foul-mouthed con artist with a heart that occasionally remembers how to be soft. She’s always improvising, which is honestly half her charm and half a fire hazard (she’ll MacGyver an escape route out of a toaster and a hairpin, I swear). Fiercely protective of the people she loves, prone to impulsive decisions and dramatic exits, and somehow always losing then finding the same cheap lighter. Also she collects tiny notebooks and swears she’s not sentimental, except when she is — which is often, apparently.

Felix Dawkins

Felix is the dramatic, brilliant, and endlessly supportive stylist/surrogate sibling anyone would beg for — flamboyant, snarky, and unbearably tender all at once. He dresses clones, fixes broken hearts, and narrates the whole disaster with perfect comedic timing; he’s the emotional HQ of the group (plus a killer eye for eyebrow shapes). He hoards vintage lipstick like it’s sacred currency and will cry at the drop of a dramatic reveal but then immediately plan a party to mask the crying. He’s chaotic in the best possible way, whisking you into a glittery, slightly dangerous hug when you least expect it.

Detective Art Bell

Art is the gruff, dogged cop who keeps showing up with a cigarette stub and surprising levels of patience — he’s like a moral compass that sometimes drinks too much coffee. He’s calm, steady, skeptical but kind, the sort of guy who files suspicious notes in an old cardboard box and hums show tunes under his breath while interrogating suspects (maybe). Protective, quietly brave, and stubborn as a mule, he believes people when it counts and then pays for it later, bless him. Also he has this habit of misplacing his keys and then finding them in the strangest places, which is very endearing for some reason.

Siobhan Sadler

Mrs. S is terrifying and maternal in equal measure — stoic, fiercely private, and clearly someone you don’t want to argue with unless you enjoy being outwitted and possibly disarmed. She’s got a history (the kind that involves travel, secrets, and keeping a perfectly ironed poker face) and she can bake a casserole that doubles as a peace treaty. Super protective of Sarah and Kira, she’s the puppetmaster who actually just wants everyone to be safe, even if her tactics are borderline theatrical. She also collects tea tins like a lady librarian who used to work for secret intelligence, which I love and slightly fear.

Donnie Hendrix

Donnie is Alison’s suburban husband who looks like a cheerful schlub but is…complicated? He starts off as the nervous, slightly dim husband who loves lawn care and potlucks, then turns into someone with hidden depths (and maybe suspicious motives — or maybe he just bought a weird audiobook, who knows). He’s devoted, awkwardly earnest, and tries very hard to be normal, which is both sweet and alarmingly intense at 2 a.m. Also he’s inexplicably into opera one minute and tool catalogs the next, which makes him memorably odd.

Kira Manning

Kira is small but ferocious — a curious, intuitive little kid who sees things adults miss and has a knack for saying the simplest things that cut right to the point. She’s brave, imaginative (unicorns, stickers, rock collections), and stubborn in a way that’s almost heroic; she’ll refuse bedtime like it’s a political stance. There’s a weird, quiet depth to her — like she’s been forced to grow up fast but kept a kid’s wonder in the pocket of her heart. Also she keeps weird drawings in her backpack and will glue glitter to anything, including rules.

Scott

Scott is the quietly reliable background hero-type — the kind of guy who shows up, does the practical thing, and gets swallowed by the chaos without ever demanding applause. He’s steady, awkwardly sincere, and probably has an embarrassing playlist he listens to when stressed (90s boy bands, maybe). Not flashy, but you notice when he’s gone because suddenly logistics fall apart and someone has to figure out how to refill the coffee. Also suspiciously good at parallel parking and slightly allergic to drama, which is both a blessing and a curse.