-[Kat] Hey. -[MacLaren] Hey.
Thanks for picking me up. I know you're working.
No problem.
Have you told Walt?
I haven't told anybody.
[liquid dripping]
[man] Don't! Look, I-I can't, I can't.
I can't. No.
[weeping] I can't. I can't.
[sobbing] No!
[tormented groans]
[man] Please.
You, you sick fuck.
We're after you.
Please.
[gunshot]
[reverse indicator beeping]
-What? -Hit a snag in the basement.
Pipe leaking water.
Show me.
[water sloshing]
Get a sledge.
[hammer strikes]
[foreman] Whew.
[police radio chatter]
[Boyd] Agent MacLaren, alive and well.
Officer Boyd.
I'm very glad to see your vest worked as advertised.
Yeah, you didn't have to shoot twice.
Sorry. Professional instinct.
He's with us now.
[Boyd] Oh.
4112. What the hell happened in there?
Exactly what happened to my team.
Except these four weren't rescued.
Can't imagine who would do something like this.
When I last saw you, you said something about some "faction"
in the future that exists now.
The Faction's been around for years.
-It started as a movement in-- -Shelter 41. I know.
Shelter 41 collapsed.
Not in the future he came from.
At least it was there when I left.
Guys, I think we need to keep protocol two in mind here.
Right. Well, this couldn't be the work of the Faction, anyway.
-Why not? -You told me...
when my team went missing that you'd seen
this kind of thing happening long before I arrived in the 21st.
The Faction didn't exist when I left.
I always assumed it was the Director.
There's no way the Director is capable of what we just saw in there.
Isn't letting it happen just as bad?
When can my team have the scene?
Forensics will be another few hours, at least.
But after that, it's all yours.
Trev.
I don't want you to feel down on account of this thing taking months.
You shouldn't feel down either, Gary.
I know, I know. But I can't help it.
I mean...
kid, you used to fly.
If you had pressure in the pocket, you would just--
just put on those afterburners and blow right through the defense.
It was a thing to watch.
Must be hard for you.
It is.
It's really hard.
You'll get through it.
I know you will.
Thanks, son.
Hey, you too.
You know what? This-- this is good right here. I-I can walk from here.
Thank you.
[Trevor groans]
You okay?
[Trevor] I got it.
Thanks for the lift, Dad.
[woman on PA] Dr. Thompson, you're needed in Radiology Two.
Dr. Thompson in Radiology Two.
You're up next.
Excellent photography.
Dr. Barker. How you doin' today?
Great. You?
Uh, fine. Thanks.
Great. That's really, uh...
I should probably...
Oh, yeah, uh, don't-- don't let me get in your way.
I was just gonna ask, uh...
You're busy. Uh, I'll come by later.
All right. Are you sure?
Yeah, yeah. I-I've got a--
but, uh, I will definitely.
-Okay. -You too.
-[chuckles softly] -I mean, uh...
Right this way.
You don't think I would have told you if we had a mission?
Well, maybe another team got one. It's been a long time.
2,163 hours.
Not that I'm counting.
-You really are an optimist. -Yeah, I really am.
You can quit if you want.
[Jeff softly] Come on.
-[Carly] Five... -[Jeff groans]
[panting]
[Carly] Time.
All right.
We did it.
I just thought you might want a little bit of human contact.
[groans]
Two minutes recovery, and then we go again.
No problem.
[woman on broadcast] ...into the studio
from a construction site in the area of Etchingville.
Four missing persons reports came to a heartbreaking conclusion today
as a demolition team found their bodies in an abandoned building.
Out of respect for the families,
police have yet to release any names.
However, foul play has been assumed.
Adina Moore is at the site now.
Adina, are you able to give us any details on what happened there?
[Adina] Well, what you're looking at now, Lisa,
is all we're able to have access to.
[broadcast fades]
[camera shutter clicks]
[liquid drips]
[Trevor sniffs] Mmm.
That's the smell of death.
Okay. Police forensics came up with nothing.
Your turn.
[water splashing]
Trevor and I kind of just threw this together, but it should work.
-[intense trilling sound] -[MacLaren groans]
-Ugh. -[Philip] Sorry.
Set too high.
[trill fades]
We're good.
[water sloshing]
[Marcy] Hey.
I got a comm over here.
Get out of the building now.
[MacLaren] Go. Go!
Go. Go, go. Go!
[man groans]
[gunshot]
[Carly sighs]
[David] Morning.
Mmm. Smells delicious.
You never cooked this much when we were together before.
You just never liked my cooking.
Oh, you're definitely a better cook.
But... [sighs]
It's like you're a different person now.
[David] Nope. Same guy.
[Blair] On the outside, maybe.
Yeah, and on the inside, nougat and caramel.
[Blair chuckles]
Otherwise, I am the same guy you broke up with.
I didn't know what I had, David.
[whispering] Same guy.
Hey, I'm trying to give you a compliment here, okay?
You're-- you're more confident.
Used to be able to read you, but...
feels like there's so much more going on in there now.
It's mysterious.
You don't know mysterious.
You know, there's an ingredient in these eggs
that's gonna blow your mind.
[sharp groan]
You okay?
Yeah, I'll be fine. It'll-- it'll pass.
Blair, this keeps happening.
Let's get you in to see a doctor.
I'm fine, really.
-[Blair groans] -Okay, that's enough. Let's go.
-[pacing footsteps] -[softly] Come on.
[Trevor huffs]
Hey, Carly.
It's hard for me to focus with you pacing around with a gun in your hand.
[Carly] Sorry.
[Trevor] It's okay.
[Philip] Judging by the TELL of these four host candidates,
I think I've figured out who our group was.
Team of five, just like us.
Which leaves one member unaccounted for.
[Philip] Traveler 2192.
Let's find them.
[Trevor] If they're still alive.
I think I can narrow it down by checking which candidates didn't die
the day 2192 arrived.
This comm isn't telling me much other than it's been all over the place.
Get that comm working.
I'm sorry, but we've already contacted all of the victims' families.
But Jacob went missing at the same time as those other people.
I mean, isn't it possible that there were more victims?
[Beth] There were only four found at that location,
and none of them were named Jacob, ma'am.
Beth, Beth, let me. Let me talk to her.
[Beth] If you say so.
Special Agent Grant MacLaren.
Come on in here. We'll, uh, talk privately.
Thank you.
Have a seat, Mrs...?
Ward, Sylvie.
You say your husband's been missing for some time?
Three and a half months.
That-- that is a long time.
The police haven't been able to find anything.
[scoffs] I don't even think they're looking anymore.
What can you tell me about him?
Jacob's wonderful.
I mean, we had our troubles through the years,
but lately, the last year and a half or so,
our marriage has never been better.
What changed?
Before, he was loud. He smoked like a fiend.
He wasn't health conscious at all.
But I always knew that he would come around, and he did.
Almost overnight, his priorities completely realigned.
He became more attentive, compassionate.
Did you ever see him in the company of any of the other victims?
He didn't run away with another woman, if that's what you think.
That's not what I'm thinking.
I'm just wondering if there's a connection.
Say, in the workplace.
No. Jacob didn't believe in bringing his work home with him.
He said that was our time.
And you've had no communication with your husband--
cell phone, any activity in his bank accounts?
No, nothing.
But I believe that he is still alive, Agent MacLaren.
I have to.
[Trevor] Didn't you just take some of that?
She said to take it as needed.
And I need to focus.
Does Marcy know what's in this?
It's Marcy-approved.
Let's get back to work.
[elevator bell dings]
[sharp beep]
[low] You guys there?
[Philip] Yeah, boss, what's up?
Got a name on our fifth Traveler, Jacob Ward.
[Trevor] We're on it.
[MacLaren] Philip, I want you to put a tap on his wife's cell phone, Sylvie Ward.
She just paid me a visit.
I'll text you the address.
Will do, boss.
Shit!
I gotta go.
[Jeff] I'm sure Carly will be here any minute now.
Her new job has been a little crazy.
In the meantime, how are you doing?
Fine.
Lot of changes in your life. How's it going?
Eh, it's all good.
Just living through the changes.
When Carly's here, I sometimes
get the impression that you're going out of your way to agree with her.
Might be useful to use this time, while we have it, to talk about you.
[Jeff clears throat]
Yeah, I can do that.
Okay.
Do that.
How much do you know about guilt?
Hi! I am so sorry I'm late.
Hey, there she is.
Traffic was just... ugh! [chuckles]
[Sam] Well, you're here now.
-[Jeff clears throat] -Yes.
[Sam] So... big week for you two.
Your final custody assessment from CPS.
How are the two of you feeling?
-Good. -Yeah, it's really good.
-Really good. -That's... good.
-[chattering] -[telephones ringing]
Marce! Hi!
I've been looking everywhere for you.
Uh, is-- is everything all right?
Yeah. Everything's fine.
No, um...
I-I got back together with-- with Blair.
And, um...
Good for you.
[David] Right.
I wasn't looking for you to tell you that, but, uh,
I think there might be something wrong with her.
Well, did you take her to admitting?
Yeah, that was the original plan, but then I learned she didn't have insurance.
Um, but she's been having these harsh stomach pains for over a week now,
I'm worried if she doesn't get it looked at...
David, I'm just an X-ray technician.
Well, I think we both know that that's not true.
Besides, I think an X-ray is exactly what she does need.
[low] All right, uh...
bring her to Imaging in Block C.
Thank you.
You two are really gonna hit it off.
-[Trevor] Hey, boss. -Hey. What do you got?
You were right, our man Jacob is definitely our missing Traveler.
He went off the grid sometime mid-May.
If he's still out there, he's good at hiding.
Any action on the wife's cell?
There's already a tap on her line.
Someone else is watching her besides us.
Trevor, you got that comm working yet?
Ready when you are.
[flat beeping]
[MacLaren] Hello?
This is Traveler 3468.
2192, are you there?
[Jacob panting] How did you get on this channel?
I'm sure you've heard by now, the rest of your team is dead.
We found this comm at the crime scene.
We want to help.
Is your mission from the Director to assist me?
No, but my team was-- was captured, same as yours.
I think it's important that--
Then stand down.
Do you have a tap on your wife's cell phone?
What?
Someone besides us is tracking your wife. Is it you?
[Jacob groans]
Jacob?
[Jacob groans]
He's still there. The signal's still strong.
He's cutting out his comm.
Do not remove your comm! Jacob, your wife is in trouble!
She's--
I lost him.
Okay. Keep monitoring her phone.
I think I know where he's going.
[Marcy] Hey.
[David] You found something, didn't you?
[Marcy] Uh...
the scans did show a foreign mass in her stomach.
Oh, God. Here we go.
I'm afraid to even guess at what the--
You don't have to.
It's cotton balls.
Cotton balls?
How could she possibly have ingested--
It's a weight loss thing.
Supposed to make you feel fuller. I don't know.
David, I don't think that you realize how--
I know.
Not to mention, unbelievably dangerous.
I mean, she's lucky she didn't eat enough to cause an obstruction.
Yeah, that's what happened last time.
All right, uh...
we'll get her stomach pumped, and she'll be on her way.
But you cannot let her--
I know, I know.
I know. I'll talk to her.
I'm...
[David chuckles]
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Agent MacLaren, is there news?
Actually, I was hoping Jacob had contacted you.
Contacted? I haven't heard a thing.
-Mind if I come in? -Everything all right?
I hope so. I just have a few more questions.
I just-- I'm late for an appointment. Maybe I could drop by your office later?
How did you break this?
-I told you to leave me alone! -Jacob! I'm here to help you!
-[Jacob] No! -Jacob!
[MacLaren] He's running. Back stairs!
Jacob!
[Jacob panting]
[woman screams]
[MacLaren] You all right?
[woman] Yeah.
[Jacob grunts]
[Carly grunts]
Stop it!
I'm Traveler 3465. We're here to help you!
You are making that awfully goddamn difficult.
You people have no idea what you're getting yourselves into.
Traveler teams from all over the world are being abducted and tortured.
We know.
The Director assigned us to investigate their disappearances,
but they found us before we could--
[gunshot]
[Jacob gasps and groans]
It's bad.
Marcy, drop what you're doing, get back to Ops.
We got a patient.
Keep your eyes open. We're getting you to our medic.
Call Sylvie.
You need to tell us what you know.
What did your team find out?
Who's behind this?
Whoever it is, they covered their tracks.
We do know that the buildings--
every one--
travelers were taken to all-- all around the world...
[mumbles]
What about the buildings?
They're owned by numbered companies.
Shells.
But under one... conglomerate.
Give us a name, Jacob.
Jacob!
[monitor beeping]
[Trevor] Oh, shit.
[Jacob gasping]
[Trevor] Marcy.
His lung's collapsed.
We need to re-inflate it. Carly.
[low, labored breath]
[alarms blare]
[Marcy] We need to shock.
-Charge. -[Trevor] Mm-hmm.
[defibrillator whirs]
[Marcy] Clear.
Charge again.
Clear.
[Marcy] He's gone.
[flatline beeps]
[cell phone rings]
Hello?
[MacLaren] Hey, it's me.
What a total surprise.
Funny.
Hey, before I drop by tonight, want me to stop at the grocery store
and pick up anything special, craving-wise?
[Kat] Ohh.
Um...
[gasps] Yes!
Some kind of smoked meat.
Meat.
I need the iron.
What's the smoke for?
[chuckles] Nobody craves broccoli, Grant. You're the one who offered.
Kat, someone's on the other line. I'll call you back.
[soft chuckle] Okay.
-[beeps] -MacLaren.
The sole owner of the company that owns that building is Vincent Ingram.
He's got an estate about a half hour from downtown.
I, uh, I let one of his people know that you're on your way.
Okay, great.
Thanks, Beth. Text me the address.
Just did.
[Trevor] Hi.
[Philip] Have you seen my eye drops?
Nope.
Uh... I just got here.
You were the last person who had them yesterday when we were working.
I didn't take your drops, Philip, relax.
-What's that supposed to mean? -Uh... look around.
Just give them back.
What's going on, man?
I know you're trying to monitor me. I can take care of myself.
So just back off and give me back my drops.
[slaps shoulder]
Here.
[Trevor sniffs, clears throat]
Jeez.
[Trevor clears throat]
It's a good thing these are helping with your addiction, huh?
Jeez.
[Trevor clears throat]
[line rings]
[Marcy] Hey, this is Marcy. Leave a message.
[long beep]
Hey, Marce... y.
Uh, I just wanted to say thanks again for your help with Blair.
Uh, I really appreciate it, and she's doing better, so, um...
Anyway, I was hoping you could, uh,
you could join me-- me and Blair--
for dinner tonight, as a way to say thank you.
Uh, so, if you're free, that would be great... to see you.
I know I just saw you, but it would be--
It'd be great to see you again.
I do, like, a fish dish now, uh, branzini,
'cause I know you like whitefish and all those Omega-3's.
[David chuckles softly]
No cotton balls, I promise.
Anyway, uh...
all this to say, I hope you can join me.
Us.
I mean, because Blair will be there too.
[chuckles] And you.
I hope.
[phone clatters]
Oh, for God's sakes.
[sighs]
But we've grown up a lot.
Carly's an amazing woman,
and I am thankful every day that she's a part of my life.
[Jacqueline] How's your landscaping job going?
Still great.
I see that neither of you have missed a session with your counselor.
How have they been going?
-Very helpful. -Good, yeah. Very.
[Jacqueline] Tell me how.
Well, I was...
angry.
And hurt.
But by talking things through,
we found out that we were both angry.
We just didn't have as much to be mad about as we thought we did.
The counseling has helped me forgive Jeff.
And to not let the past stop me from seeing who he is now.
[chuckles]
I have to admit, you're doing very well at keeping up the act.
Oh, please. I've been doing this a long time.
You can't fool me.
Jacqueline.
But it's not necessarily a bad thing.
It means you want to try.
Most marriages include at least a little bit of faking it, trust me.
[Jeff clears throat]
I can see how much this means to the both of you
and how committed you are.
You may not ever be great spouses,
but...
I think you could be good parents.
[Carly sighs]
Sp--
Special Agent Grant MacLaren. My office called.
[clears throat]
[in sign language] Pants?
[in sign language] Very funny.
I apologize for the conditions of entry into my house.
Please, don't take it personally.
That's all right, Mr. Ingram.
Special Agent Grant MacLaren.
Have we ever met, Agent MacLaren?
Well, I usually remember the people who decline to shake my hand.
How do you close your business deals?
Through a legal representative.
And a large transfer of money.
I'm investigating the four bodies that were found
in the basement of the building at 46 Henderson Avenue.
Why are you speaking to me?
One of your companies owns the property.
I suppose on paper that's technically true,
though I think the company that leased it from me
would be better able to provide you with the day-to-day operations.
Have you spoken to them?
Not yet.
If an employee of a Microsoft store was involved in a criminal act,
even a serious one, would most FBI agents think to question Bill Gates?
The four victims were tortured extensively
and over an extended period of time,
so I hope you won't take it personally if I'm being thorough.
Well, I don't know how much use I can be.
I've... never seen the building or stepped foot inside,
and I operate all my business remotely.
I never leave this house.
Never?
My therapist encourages me to be blunt.
I'm agoraphobic, germophobic, and I don't like personal contact.
Well, I'm very sorry that I have to be here.
You don't.
You're naturally curious about the wealthy recluse,
and your badge gets you in my door.
That is blunt.
Just, please, ask your question and get this over with.
You founded one of the leading digital security firms.
I am curious why you're so strict about outside electronics in your home.
Well, despite the best precautions, Agent MacLaren,
privacy is an illusion...
with cameras and microphones built into every personal device.
My therapist says I'm paranoid,
but I think it's human nature for us to do anything
to protect ourselves and our families.
[Taylor] Dad?
I'm just finishing up a meeting. Go... put your coat on.
I'll... be out there shortly.
[Vincent sighs]
I try to reserve a couple of hours every day to play with my son.
Do you have children?
No.
Well, I'm sure there's still time for you and your wife.
I remember now.
We met five years ago at a charity event.
It was before my condition became so debilitating.
You were there with your wife... Kathryn.
Sorry, I... didn't recognize you.
A stunning woman, if I remember.
Has dark hair, and a wonderful dance partner.
In your shoes, I would never have let a single soul steal a dance from her.
Please, send her my regards.
That is, if our business is concluded.
It is... for now.
Thanks for your time.
Happy hunting.
[MacLaren] The event would have been five years ago.
[computer beeps]
[Philip] Liberty Banquet Hall. Looks fancy.
I have no idea, but I'd be on the guest list.
MacLaren plus guest.
[computer beeps]
That's you.
[MacLaren] Yeah.
Okay, look for Vincent Ingram.
There's no sign he was there.
Doesn't mean he wasn't.
Can you hack into his private server?
You know it.
[baby talk]
[cork popping]
Jeff!
[Jeff] We did it. We deserve to celebrate.
You... deserve...
to celebrate.
You made a promise.
A couple of hours ago, we didn't know
if we ever were gonna see our son again.
Come on, I'm just trying to say thank you.
[Jeff laughs]
Hey, big boy!
[Jeffrey Jr. coos]
[Jeff] Come here. Come here.
[laughing]
I missed you. [playful groan]
[Jeffrey Jr. cries]
[Philip huffs]
[computer beeps]
[Philip] Redundancy number six.
That's just excessive.
Just try again.
[Trevor] The Director didn't order us to investigate this guy.
We're breaking protocol five by doing this.
Far as I'm concerned, this falls under protocol one:
the mission comes first.
The whole grand plan is in jeopardy if we can't stop teams from being taken.
Maybe this guy didn't pull the trigger, but if he's involved in any way--
[Philip] He froze me out.
That's redundancy number seven.
I thought you said you could do this!
There's a reason he's the best in the 21st.
Shouldn't you be the best, considering the century you come from?
[Philip] Hey, look. Yelling at it worked.
[computer keys clacking]
Oh, my God.
[knock on door]
[sultry piano bar music playing]
Wow.
You look...
I can't even finish my sentence.
Seems to be going around.
[David] Um...
-Hi. -Hi.
Blair just texted. She's running a little late.
But the fish is ready, so if you want to eat, we could-- we could eat.
Uh, let's wait.
Yeah. You know, we probably should.
Um, I wasn't, uh...
I wasn't sure if you were actually going to come.
Well, you invited me.
How's your therapy been going?
Uh, no more panic attacks.
[chuckles]
I still find it hard to fall asleep when I'm in bed with Blair, but...
You know, I didn't mean it like that.
Not like we don't, we do, but just, you know...
you know, not excessively.
Just the normal frequency, not like...
What was I talking about?
How you can't sleep.
Right. Uh... she snores.
[Marcy clears throat]
Hey, would you do something for me?
Anything.
Tell me about me.
Wha...
Like, things you don't remember, or...?
Okay. Um...
[chuckles]
I used to call you Batgirl,
from you running off at all hours, fighting crime.
Uh... you liked listening to country music.
Which country?
No, it's a...
It's a genre.
Um, you liked honey in your tea, but not--
I mean, uh, what I was like.
Oh. Okay.
Um...
Stubborn. [chuckles]
You drove me crazy sometimes, I'm not gonna lie to you.
Uh...
Fierce.
Little yelly, now and then.
Generally... amazing.
I'm not really su...
sure that's what I'm asking. Um...
I'm just trying to find the missing pieces.
All I can tell you is what you did to me.
And how I felt whenever you would walk through the door.
Every time.
Like butterflies, you know?
That feeling in your stomach.
Even more so when you would go out again.
Someone like you...
does not happen to someone like me.
And I know that that doesn't answer your question,
and I know that you're just trying to remember the missing pieces, but...
Maybe someone is best defined
by how they affect the people around them.
I just made that up, but...
I think it may be true.
-[keys jingle] -[door opens]
Hey, guys. Ugh. I'm so sorry I'm late.
That's okay, we were just, uh...
[MacLaren] Marcy, Carly, I need you back at ops right now.
Um, actually, I have to go, something just came up.
Oh... no, really?
-You don't need to-- -[Marcy] I do.
Um, thank you for the wine.
[Blair] Bye.
[Philip] There's a file for each of us.
[Carly] I can't believe we found him.
[Marcy] Open mine.
[Carly] We take him tonight.
Before another traveler dies.
You're fucking right we do.
Let's gear up.
[Carly] Okay, we go in quiet and fast, kill him, and we get out.
[Trevor] Boss, I don't agree with this.
Yeah? Well, we're gonna need you.
How about you, Philip?
[Philip] Oh, I'm in.
[MacLaren] All right, there are four armed guards outside,
here, here, here and here.
I don't know how many staff inside.
All right, let's park behind this tree line and proceed on foot.
[Taylor] And after lunch,
Miss Henry let me read from The Chrysalids.
She said I had a very impressive vocabulary.
Go get it.
[Vincent] Good for you.
Come on. Come on, boy.
[dog barking]
[train horn wailing]
[train wheels screeching]
[knock on door]
-[knock on door] -[Vincent] Taylor?
[Taylor] Good boy. Come on.
-Taylor! -[Taylor] Let's go! Come on!
-Not so far! Not so far! -Come on!
[whirring pulse]
[flat intonation] Traveler 001.
[flat intonation] Traveler 3468,
you are off mission.
Stop your pursuit of Traveler 3468 and his team immediately.
Stand down immediately or face repercussions.
[pulse]
[normal, frightened tone] Where's my mom?
[pulse]
Dad... what's wrong?
Come back inside.
Quickly. Quickly!
It's all right, sweetheart.
I'm a policeman.
-Boss... -What do we do?
Taylor and I are leaving tonight.
We won't be returning.
Stand down.
-What?! -The Director must have a reason.
The Director is the one who wanted him found.
We found him! Let's finish it!
It's not our mission.
Not tonight.
Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you home.
Come on. You know your address? ou home.