You know, we could've taken the bus.
-I need to improve my fitness. -Fitness. Good.
Been working out a little bit myself.
You know, Last Week Marcy was chatty.
Was she?
[siren wailing faintly]
Okay, here's my theory. Tell me if I'm close.
You've been undercover with an FBI task force
on some kinda mission this whole time. You needed a cover.
That's very close.
Really?
Hey, David, when we get to the hospital, it's really important
that you help me convince the doctor to give me an MRI.
You mean another MRI.
What?
Well, the other day, when you had the seizure, Dr. Lee ordered an MRI.
Why didn't you tell me?
Well, number one, you were unconscious.
Number two,
I'm pretty sure that Last Week Marcy wouldn't know what an MRI was.
Not to mention the fact that you escaped the hospital like you were Papillon.
You're certain that the MRI was done at the hospital that I woke up in?
Yeah. I was in the waiting room.
Thank you.
Uh, that's all I need. I'll see you back at the apartment later.
Wait, Marce! No, we had a deal!
[priest] Ecclesiastes tells us that there is a season for everything,
and a time for every event under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die...
For some of us, death comes at the end of a long life.
But for many of us, as it did for Stephen,
death is an unexpected visitor.
Only God can cut the thread.
We must trust in God's plan for each one of us.
[sobbing]
How could you come here?
I thought it was important to say how sorry I was.
How sorry I am.
You were his best friend.
Was I?
Are you high right now?
Did you come to my son's funeral high?
Marion, it's not worth what you're--
You were there!
The police told me! You could've called 911!
You could've saved him!
[Marion sobbing]
[theme music playing]
[MacLaren] Philip?
[pounding on door]
[pounding continues]
-[pounding on door] -Philip! It's time to go!
Come on, man. Coordinates. I need to know where we're going.
[siren wailing in distance]
[clears throat]
Did you just...
Yeah, just a little. I had to.
-Are you gonna be able to work? -Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
This should help.
It's...
-Don't you wanna know what that is? -Whatever.
Hey, when you have time, I need you to download this file
from the hospital. Doctor's name's right there.
-And what kind of file is this? -It's an MRI, actually.
Mine.
Yeah, sure. Done.
Okay. Everybody ready?
Just need the where-to.
33.2507 degrees by 74.1003 degrees.
All right. The incoming traveler arrives at 2133,
and that's at least an hour away.
[beeping]
[brakes screeching]
Hey, are you--
[robotic voice] Traveler 3468. Transition of incoming traveler canceled.
Resume protocols.
[normal voice] How did I get here?
I don't know, but it's a little late to be riding your bike.
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Are you a policeman?
-No. Yes. Yes. -Yes.
And you should be at home. You know the way?
[car doors closing]
That was creepier than I imagined.
Only prepubescent brains are malleable enough
to receive and deliver messages without damage.
I know. Still creepy.
The new traveler was supposed to give us our next mission.
Well, plans change.
[Philip] You know, we could go to the T.E.L.L.
and save the guy from getting hit by a bus.
That's what happens to the host.
Actually, now he's some poor guy... after 2133.
Protocol 3, Philip. We can't interfere.
[Philip] Two minutes ago, we were interfering a lot.
A traveler was going to take over a man's life--
Because the director had plans for the new traveler.
The host was gonna die either way.
Not "was going to." Is.
It hasn't happened yet.
All we have to do is drive by and say,
"Hey, man! Look out for the bus!"
And he gets home to his wife tonight.
All right, Philip, that's enough. You know better.
Yeah.
I know better.
[Kat] Mmm-mmm, no.
You are not leaving this house wearing that tie again.
-Why? Why? What's the matter with it? -Nothing's wrong with it,
but you've been wearing it for three days.
Even on the weekend, which is kind of weird.
Please tell me you've been changing your underwear.
Underwear. Right. Um...
You know, I think... I think I might go tie-less today.
You?
Well, if you do, make sure someone takes a picture,
-'cause that'll be a first. -And...
I was thinking maybe we should try something vegan for dinner tonight.
Vegan?
Yeah, you know, food not sourced from animals in any way.
Yeah, babe, I know what vegan is...
but you are my tie-wearing carnivore.
Doesn't hurt to try new things.
Mmm. I kind of like the sound of that.
Mmm. But wear the tie.
[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
[Trevor exhaling]
[indistinct chatter continues]
[chuckles]
Have you tried this vegetable?
-Corn? -Mmm-hmm.
Yeah.
Mmm-hmm.
-Mmm... -Wrong table, bro.
Hey, babe.
[yelps]
-[chuckling] -[Trevor] Oh, my God. You okay?
[girl] She broke my phone.
I'm so sorry. You all right? Let me help you up.
It's okay. Come here.
I'll get your bag for you.
[woman on radio] We're getting a description now.
[man] We've arrived in the area.
[car approaching]
[sergeant] Workin' hard? [Jeff] Every day.
[sergeant] We just got this security camera footage
from outside the library the other night.
Two assaults, same assailants.
There's an interesting twist a few minutes in.
What?
You'll see.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[sighs]
-You could've saved me. -[gasps]
I can't save anyone.
"Don't save a life. Don't take a life."
It's called... Protocol 3.
[remote clicks]
[reporter 1 on TV] At least two people are dead after the Madison Bridge
-suddenly collapsed early this morning... -Emergency crews set up detours
as they continue to search for survivors.
...while they continue to search for survivors.
[reporter 2 on TV] And in other news, Florida is on high alert with...
-Tropical storms. -...a tropical storm.
-Winds are gusting-- -[sighs]
[TV cuts off]
[marker squeaking]
-[marker clatters] -[panting]
[typing]
[beeps]
[typing]
[beeps]
[sighs]
-[Forbes] You got some explaining to do. -What?
Look, if you weren't gonna show, you could at least let me know.
Squash, Saturday morning?
-Squash. -You forgot, didn't you?
Uh, sorry. How... how was the squash?
You know, it's kind of a hard game to play alone.
But, fortunately, I found a playing partner
who was actually a challenge.
Uh, hey, did you change the password here?
[Forbes] How many times you punch it in? [MacLaren] Twice.
[Forbes] Better get it right a third time or we're gonna be locked out.
What ever happened with our cyber terrorists?
Oh, uh, dead end. It was just a bunch of kids.
[Forbes] You probably got the caps lock on again.
[typing]
-There! -[computer chimes]
[Forbes] All right. It's time. Let's go.
Where?
It's Monday. Gun range?
-[MacLaren] Right! Right. -You okay?
Absolutely. It's Monday. Let's shoot guns.
[knocking on door]
[beeping]
[Marcy] Hey.
I went shopping.
Did you sleep?
A little bit.
Yeah... Sit down, sit down.
I'm fine.
You're taking too large a dose.
No more than eight units. A quarter up. Okay?
Sterile water, alcoholic wipes, syringes.
Used syringes in there. Okay?
We're not gonna save the world.
[sighs] Why do you say that?
'Cause it doesn't want to be saved.
So we'll save it anyway.
You know...
depression is a side effect of heroin addiction.
I'm not depressed.
-Mmm-hmm. -We're just sitting here...
waiting for orders from the future.
Protocol 5.
Resume your host's life.
My host is a junkie.
-What about yours? -[chuckles softly]
We're talking about you right now.
We could be doing so much more, Marcy.
We are doing what we came here to do...
and we knew going into this that we couldn't fix everything.
That we're not supposed to fix everything...
and if we do, we could make it worse without even knowing.
I know.
I know you know.
No more than eight units.
Just enough to be functional.
Any more than that, I know it's because you want it.
I won't stand for that. Okay?
See ya.
[sirens wailing in distance]
-[beeping] -[door closing]
People drop their phones all the time.
[Grace] She said you pushed her.
I don't even know her. Why would I push her?
[Grace] That's my question, Rene.
You know, phones break, not a big deal.
What is a big deal is bullying.
You know, you make your own choices, guys.
For example, you could choose to be a...
-What's the word? -Douchebag?
That works. Or...
you could choose to be nicer to those who aren't
as blessed with popularity as you. It's not hard.
I'm totally nice.
I'm sorry. You're not.
[Rene] What?
[Grace] Okay, you can contemplate your choices in detention.
Ms. Day...
I apologize for my involvement in this,
and I'd like to offer to replace the girl's phone.
I think she'll appreciate that.
-[Trevor] May I go? -Yes.
What is wrong with him?
I don't know.
[indistinct chatter]
[Ray] Hey.
[Philip] Calculated Chaos.
[Ray] What's that?
[Philip] A horse.
Put it all on Calculated Chaos.
[Ray] All of it?
[Philip] Keep 30% of the winnings.
Distribute the rest 50/50 to these addresses.
Look, Phil, if you owe some money to a dealer, I--
It's not a dealer.
It's Stephen's mom.
And Gower's family.
The cop?
Why? What do you owe him?
Huh?
Hey, I'll give you some advice as your lawyer.
You're not my lawyer.
Okay, free advice anyway.
Start throwing money at these people...
it's not the brightest of ideas.
Makes you look guilty.
Make it anonymous. Put it in their mailbox.
I need you to do this for me.
[Ray] So, uh...
I have a kid...
who hates me.
So you know what I do for his 18th birthday?
I buy him a car. New freakin' car.
Well, newish. You know what he does?
He doesn't take it?
Oh, no, no, no, he took it.
'Course he took it. He's not stupid.
But still hates me.
Make the bet.
Drop off the money.
Keep the change.
-[gunfire] -So these anonymous tips
started coming in early this morning.
One of them led to this whacko
planning on shooting up this bank in San Fran later.
Where are they coming from?
Well, they're searching the IP address now.
Well, when it comes in, we'll check it out.
Since when are you a perfect shot?
[Jeff] So how long have you been her social worker?
[David] Uh, over a year.
[Jeff] And when was the last time you saw Marcy?
A few days ago.
Hmm.
I went by her apartment.
Building manager said he hadn't seen her around.
I went by the library, same story.
You have any idea where she could be hiding or...
Hiding?
[chuckles] What for?
I don't know.
Well, uh, if she does show up, let her know I'd like
to speak with her about pressing charges.
Uh, she won't be pressing charges.
But we have... their faces.
Yeah, she wants to move past this.
Did she tell you that, David?
Yeah, she did.
Well, did she tell you that she kicked the shit out of those boys?
You knew she was capable of this? Hmm?
Well, I think that, uh,
when people are in fight-or-flight mode, that they're capable of--
Fight-or-flight?
Yeah, it's instinct. People either fight, or they...
you know, fly.
Has Marcy been acting differently lately?
Like a personality change, or...
No.
Well, all right.
Well, if you do notice anything, I'll leave my card.
Hey, you hold on to those photos.
Marcy might want to have to take a look.
[door opening]
[door closing]
Thank you.
This is not good, Marcy.
He can't know you've been staying here, not even for a few days.
It's completely inappropriate.
I'm your social worker, for God's sake.
So we don't tell anyone.
[basketball bouncing faintly]
[thud]
[glass pane rattles]
[Forbes] Here's another one, Mac.
Islamic extremist in Chicago
is planning on bombing the train to O'Hare.
They checked it out, guy's apartment was full of IEDs.
Really?
And that, uh, IP address? That tip?
It's 10 minutes from here. Let's go check it out.
[cell phone vibrating]
[MacLaren] It's my wife.
Hey... honey.
I got a messenger.
We have a mission...
sweetie.
-Tell her I said hi. -Forbes says hi.
-[Philip] Awkward. -She says hi back. What is it?
We've got a mission. Now.
Okay, I'll meet you at home?
Uh, Carly's. It's closer to where we need to be.
-I'll be right there. -[sirens wailing faintly]
She's not feeling great, wants me to take her to a doctor.
-Is it serious? -I doubt it, but, you know.
Yeah, of course, yeah, go. Don't worry about it.
I'll check out the address myself.
-I'll call you later. -Thanks.
[indistinct chatter]
[Rene] Hey!
-You don't think I'm nice? -Do you think you're nice?
Well, I'm nice to you.
-[com scrambling] -[Philip over com] Trevor.
Trevor?
Please stop.
-What is wrong with you? -[text alert chimes]
Are you even listening to me?
Who's texting you?
Trevor! Who's texting you?
I gotta go.
[scoffs]
-[baby cooing] -What's the message?
Rescue an abducted boy before he's murdered.
That's it?
I can't remember it verbatim.
You can't remember it verbatim?
Aleksander Andrieko.
Ten-year-old Romanian immigrant.
He went missing walking home from school
-two months ago. -Why save him?
I assume he's important to the future.
I've never heard of him.
Well, he's ten, so...
The messenger didn't go into details.
And you can't exactly chat with them.
This one burst into tears and ran away the second he delivered his message.
Why did the messenger come to you?
[baby crying]
Why not you, you mean?
I don't know. Probably not a lot of prepubescent children
walking around an FBI office.
Maybe it's time-sensitive... Why are you taking it so personally?
[MacLaren] I'm not taking it personally--
Okay, what do we know about the abductors?
There are two of them. Man and a woman.
I know from historical records,
that the victim's body was found in the basement.
They're dangerous.
You keep a gun in your diaper bag?
[Carly] It's because I can't keep all of this...
[grunts softly]
[MacLaren] You've been shopping.
[Carly] A traveler team dropped off our armament package yesterday.
You guys pick out what you want.
I'm going to see if my babysitter's home.
-[guns clicking] -Hey. Hey, guys, we're saving a kid,
not invading Normandy.
[MacLaren on voicemail] You've reached Special Agent MacLaren.
Please leave a message.
Hey, partner, it's me.
First address was an empty building,
so our tipster's obviously scrambling their IP.
We got it narrowed down to a handful of local servers.
I'm gonna go over my half of the list of possible addresses in the area,
and I will text you the other half, so we can cover more ground.
Call me when you're done at the doctor's.
[com beeps]
-Com check. -[Marcy over com] Yeah, we're up.
Everybody clear on the plan?
Trevor drops us off, we go in back.
-[MacLaren] Keep the engine running. -Will do.
[MacLaren] Let's assume they're armed.
We'll keep it clean and easy. No guns unless I say. Copy?
[Marcy] Copy.
[gun cocks]
What do you think?
[MacLaren sighs]
[vehicle approaching]
[Trevor over com] We've got a vehicle approaching.
[MacLaren] Yeah. We see 'em.
Allan and Cathy Whiteman?
Yeah, we are.
FBI. How's your day going so far?
Just like to ask you a few questions.
[Cathy] FBI?
[MacLaren] Yes, ma'am.
Mind if we come inside?
Well, that's where we're going.
Damn it, Cathy, you'd better put that out. You don't want to get a fine for smokin'.
Oh, that's a whole other bureau. [chuckles]
Tobacco, Alcohol, and... Never mind. Please.
Sorry about the mess. We don't get a lot of company.
[whispers] Come on.
[flies buzzing]
[Marcy gagging] Oh...
[Marcy coughing]
[chickens clucking]
[Philip] What is that smell?
Chickens.
[Carly] In the house?
No! 'Course not. The basement.
We let 'em come and go. You get used to it.
How can we help you?
We're investigating some suspicious activity in the area.
Well, Glen and Shirley Duran,
just south of us, and you didn't hear it from me,
they hire migrant workers.
[Allan] Cath!
Let 'em ask a damn question before you go hang the neighbors.
[MacLaren over com] It's all right, we're not here about them.
[Cathy] Well, it ain't right.
I mean, there's people around here who need jobs.
[chickens clucking]
[flies buzzing]
A boy who went missing two months ago was reported seen in the area,
so we're checking with the locals.
[Carly] Do you know anything about this?
Haven't heard a thing.
'Course, we only go to town for groceries.
Not in the house.
[Cathy] Sorry.
I'm trying to quit.
I am, but it's so damn hard, you know? [chuckles]
[MacLaren] I wonder if your son has heard anything?
I noticed his sneakers in the front hall.
Oh, uh...
I don't think he'd know anything.
Probably not. I'd still like to ask him, though.
All right.
[sighs]
[Cathy chuckles]
Patrick!
Philip, slow down, we're making noise.
[Allan] Patrick!
Patrick!
[panting]
Oh, shit.
Found a body.
[Marcy over com] A child, maybe ten years old.
I'll, uh, I'll just go and see... Oh.
This man would like to ask you some questions, Patrick.
[MacLaren] Hi, Patrick.
I'm with the FBI. Do you know what that means?
A policeman?
That's exactly right, yes.
-What school do you go to? -I don't go to school.
We homeschool. [chuckles nervously]
Nothing wrong with that.
Gets a good Christian education.
[MacLaren] I'll bet he does.
[quietly in Romanian] I'm here to help you, Patrick.
That's not your real name, is it?
[in English] No.
What are you saying to him?
[in Romanian] Are these your real parents?
-[in English] No. -Allan!
[robotic voice] Traveler 3468, you are off mission.
-Abort immediately. -What the hell's going on?
We're leaving.
-We are not leaving him! -[MacLaren] Stand down!
[Philip] There's one child dead already!
-He's next. -Allan!
Another three children after that.
-We are preventing this! -We are off mission!
[MacLaren over com] Stand down!
[Philip] We are not leaving him.
[Cathy] He's our son!
[gunfire exchanging]
[gun clattering]
[gasps]
[muffled groans]
[Marcy groaning] Philip! You're okay.
[Philip groaning]
-[groaning] -You're okay.
Okay.
[Marcy] We need to clean up Philip's blood!
[Carly] I'm on it. I'm on it.
Trevor, get everybody out of here and back to ops.
[Trevor] Yeah. Okay. I got him, I got him, I got him.
[Philip groaning]
Aleksander, are you hurt at all?
Are there any other kids here?
-[normal voice] Just me. -Okay.
I'm gonna get you home to your mom,
but I need you to do something very important for me. Okay?
Police officers will be here soon. They're gonna ask you what happened.
It's really important you tell them I was the only person here.
Okay?
You asked me for help. They got afraid and started shooting.
You understand?
That's what happened. Right?
Yes.
-[cell phone vibrating] -Good.
[in Romanian] Thank you.
[in Romanian] You're welcome.
[cell phone vibrating]
[sighs] Forbes?
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[Forbes] You should've called for backup.
[MacLaren] It's supposed to be a routine IP address check.
Got out of hand real fast.
So our vigilante's fake IP addresses led us to these abductors?
That's a crazy coincidence.
Unless he wanted us here.
Another tip, if you think about it.
So how does one person have all this information? Explain that.
I can't.
-At least the boy's okay. -Yeah.
You get my message?
-Been a little busy. -Yeah.
I was starting on your half of the list when you called.
Yeah? Where's that?
Old garage, downtown. Fourth and Millwood.
I'll, uh, check that out on my way home.
-You sure? -Yeah. Yeah, you go. I got it covered.
All right.
Oh, um... How's Kathryn?
Hmm?
She went to the doctor's?
Oh. Yeah. She's... she's fine.
Okay. All right.
[Philip groaning]
It's okay. Come here.
The director doesn't know.
-What? -What it's like.
[Philip yells]
[Trevor] It's okay.
[Marcy] Okay. [Carly] Is he gonna be okay?
[Marcy] Hold him still. [Trevor] Okay. I got him.
[Philip yelling]
[Carly] Trevor. Door.
[Trevor] Hold on!
[Philip panting]
Hey.
You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.
Hold him still!
[gasping]
[breath slowing]
Okay.
[Trevor exhales deeply]
Carly, lift his shirt up.
[whirring]
[Marcy] Okay. Apply pressure there.
[Carly] Okay.
Whoa, Philip.
[whirring stops]
[reporter] Ten-year-old Aleksander Andrieko,
abducted two months ago,
was today found by the FBI and reunited with his grateful mother.
Authorities say his abductors were killed in an exchange of gunfire with FBI--
If you guys wanna head out...
[Carly] We're not going anywhere.
[door opens]
There was no messenger.
No.
You've been sending tips to the FBI.
Yeah.
Jesus, I don't even know if I can cover this up.
We have all of this knowledge, and we do nothing.
What is this?
Deaths.
I've memorized all of it.
Why can't we prevent some of it?
Because there are rules!
Don't take a life...
I get.
But what's wrong with saving one? An innocent kid.
You can't tell me we didn't just do a good thing!
It's not up to us!
-A boy almost died. -Yeah, I know that!
And we saved him. I'm not ashamed of that.
We don't get to decide.
Every change we make has the potential to alter the future.
Isn't that what we're here to do?
The FBI found you in one day, Philip! One day!
Because you think you know better than the director.
[scoffs] The director.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
Nobody.
I don't think I have any other choice.
-[Marcy] He's addicted to heroin. -He's what?
He inherited it from his host.
Why would the director put you in the body of a heroin addict?
The historical record said that he died after the first time that he used.
His parents were probably in denial.
[Marcy] We were trying to manage it.
You know... [stuttering] I thought it was under control.
It's so hard.
[sighs] Yeah. I'll bet.
Who else knew?
Just me.
You can manage this? Wean him off it?
In time, yes.
[sighs]
Well...
Time, I know something about.
[doorbell rings]
[music playing softly]
[loud knocking]
[grunts]
[door buzzing]
Don't you have a test in the morning or something?
Yeah, but I don't gotta study for this one.
It's history.
[Philip laughing]
Here.
I've developed a new appetite for life.
You just inhale the intoxicating aroma.
-Meat? -[exhales] It's ground meat.
You know they don't actually grow that in the ground, right?
I'm not asking any questions.
I'm embracing the 21st century.
Save it for later.
This you want.
Mmm...
So...
this is a list of potential host candidates?
Yeah. Not all of them, obviously.
Then all these people are gonna die?
Yeah.
Why? What's wrong?
I know this person.
[dramatic music playing] gonna die?