[keys clacking]
[bathwater running]
[steady beeping]
[bathwater running]
[gasping]
[beeping accelerates]
[soft gasping]
[gasping]
He thinks you don't like him.
You know what? Who cares if I don't?
Well, he does.
He should get over it.
Anna, I don't think you get it.
Don't think I get what?
Bree?
Anna Hamilton? I'm Agent Hall with the FBI.
For your safety, I need you to come with me.
-What happened to my friends? -Your friends are fine,
but you won't be unless you get in the car now.
Tell me why.
No! No! No! [screams] No!
Anna? Anna?
Anna?
[steady beeping]
[Marcy haltingly] "Where will...
you be? Mm."
"What will you...
be-become?" [chuckles]
[laughs] That is so good.
-You want to try the next part? -No.
Come on, girl, you can do it.
Tomorrow.
It can't always be tomorrow.
I'm here now, so let's try.
Marcy, mercy me, time to rock 'n' roll.
This is her reading time.
Man wants to see her now, which makes it treatment time.
-[Marcy grunts] -[knocks] Let's go.
I told her she didn't have to go today.
Well, you shouldn't have said that, bud.
I don't-- I don't want treatment.
-Don't make me carry you again. -[Marcy shouts]
Hey! She's a person. You treat her with respect.
You do your fucking job, or you won't have one.
-I don't want to go. I don't want to go. -I'll be here for you when it's over.
No! No! Ted!
Ted!
I don't want treat-- I don't want it.
-I don't want it. -Hey. Hey.
Behave or there'll be no ice cream after.
I don't want it. I don't want it.
I don't want it.
Dear, sweet Marcy. Don't be afraid, dear.
I've no desire to hurt you, and I-- I mean that sincerely.
Quite the opposite.
I only want to make you whole again.
[shuddering]
What'd the messenger say?
Another traveler team needs tactical support
in less than an hour at these coordinates.
Got it. Where's the boss?
[comm beeps]
Mac, where are you?
[Trevor] They must be off comm.
[Philip] We can stop by Kathryn's on the way.
-Where's Marcy? -[Carly] Uh, she just texted me.
She's having some kind of medical procedure.
We're gonna have to do the mission without her.
Okay, so nobody get shot today.
Good rule in general.
Hello?
Hi! I'm so sorry to bother you at home, Kathryn.
Wait-- how do you know my name?
He's one of my CI's-- who knows better than to come here.
-It's an urgent CI thing. -All right.
But are you the one who stole my husband's car?
-Well, actually, that's a funny story. -For another time.
Be back soon.
Look, um...
I need this job.
Just, um...
don't let it melt.
Marcy, did it work this time?
[sighs]
I told him the information transfer was way, way too slow.
I tried to fix it.
To get you back in.
You're still in there.
You don't know because you're not here.
He knows.
I'll keep trying, but squib transistors barely even exist here and now.
You gonna eat that?
Can I have it?
Okay.
Well, if they're after me, then...
how do you know my parents are safe?
Well, because they're also under protection, all right?
And that's question number six.
Aw, fuck me.
What are you doing here?
I'm not exactly thrilled about it, either.
We got a messenger-- tactical support at these coordinates.
Tactical.
You know, I, uh, I think we're good.
Director doesn't seem to think so.
Where are all the customers?
You ever eat here?
Mmm. I like it.
Who's she?
It's, uh, 53.
As in POTUS.
Centuries before my time, but I'm pretty sure the 53rd president
was another old white guy.
Do you even remember the other candidate that year?
How close that election was and how the country was torn apart after?
Anna, say hello to Special Agent MacLaren.
It's an honor to meet you, Miss Hamilton.
Hi.
So, are you assigned to protect me, too?
-Actually, they didn't-- -Yeah, no, he is, until 1600 hours.
Why do I need protection?
We had an agreement, right? Ten questions. You're at eight.
Ten questions?
-Yeah, whatever. -What happens at 1600?
How should I know? All I gotta do is make sure that until then, she's--
Hey, hey! Hey, hey! Get her to cover now! Now!
FBI! Get down and stay down!
[gunshots]
We just lost a camera.
Tracking four targets.
[Hall] You call this tactical?
Carly! Trevor!
Ready, boss!
In position.
[gunshots]
[groans]
[bullet ricochets]
Trevor, your nine o'clock, moving to the west side of the restaurant.
[gunshots]
[whirring]
The Director got the last one.
We can't count on the Director to have eyes everywhere.
-We should move. -Stand by.
We're moving somewhere safe.
We were fine until you showed up.
They must have followed you.
If we hadn't been ordered here, you'd be dead and so would 53,
who I am taking to a safe house right now, with or without you.
MacLaren's right.
We should go.
Yeah.
-[steady beeping] -[water splashes]
[man] Come on, girl, eat up.
Don't have time for this shit.
You know what happens if you don't.
[Marcy] I want to go home.
This is your home now.
No, I work here.
Get that out of your head.
I remember.
All right. Doesn't have to be the hard way.
Don't make me do this.
Hey!
You do it again and I'll report you.
You'll report me?
I'm not the one who looks at her ass every time she walks away.
I don't do that.
Don't get me wrong, it's nice.
Treat her with respect, or I'll talk to Dr. Carroll.
Carroll?
[laughs] That's perfect. Boom!
Yeah, you go ahead and do that while I feed your hot little girlfriend.
[groans]
[man] You are done.
Don't even bother signing out. I don't want to see your face.
-[kicks foot] -[groans]
I need to use the bathroom.
It's not far now. You just have to hold it a little longer...
Madam President.
So, in this timeline, she actually wins the election?
Why would the Faction not want that?
They're working off old information.
Where are we going?
That is an excellent question, Anna. You've got one left.
It's an old farmhouse that I know of. We should be safe there.
That's what Special Agent Hall said about the restaurant.
Agent?
Special.
Why isn't Marcy with you?
Some sort of minor medical procedure I wish she'd told me about.
Is she all right?
I'm sure she's fine.
[steady beeping]
[clattering]
[Marcy imitates squeaking brakes]
Simon. That's beautiful.
Thank you.
I like it.
Who is she?
0092.
No, I mean, what's her name?
0092.
She's not born for another two--
no, hundreds of years from now.
Ohh. That's a very long time.
Yes, it is.
Home, sweet home.
The ozone layer is gone by then.
That's just one problem.
In a hundred years, it's way worse. We live under the ice.
Mmm.
That's not that complicated.
You have two people that want the same thing...
the two people fight over the one, and then there's none.
Well, I have two pills...
for one person.
Okay? Here you go.
I'm not supposed to take anything before treatment.
Marcy, isn't it?
-Uh, yeah. -Good. I was hoping to catch you.
Simon is correct that I prefer he not be medicated during the treatment.
Well, there's a daily schedule, Mr. Ingram.
Maintenance of the yeast vats, first and foremost,
is your responsibility to the community.
Please, Simon, allow me to speak with the orderly.
You go on ahead.
An hour is all I ask.
Dr. Carroll approves. You can check with her.
Dr. Carroll's gone home, and I can't--
Perhaps if you understood more about the therapy I was working on.
Of course you're curious.
More concerned.
A few of the patients who've gone through your treatment haven't...
Returned to the ward?
Because they've been transferred to another hospital
as promising candidates for further research.
I can show you the paperwork.
The work we're doing here is truly for the greater good, Marcy.
We're... making progress, I promise.
In fact, if you're open to it, I could use your help.
That's a nice spot.
Glad you approve.
That sign on the road says it's for sale. Might be a good investment.
FBI seized the house from a meth cook
who burned himself to death in the kitchen, so...
So, big kitchen.
I need you to set these Claymores up there and there.
We can do that.
Conceal 'em best you can, then run the wires back to the house.
What, you take orders from your tactician?
So should you.
Hey, I can still tell you got a problem with me,
but you gotta get over that, right?
The Director keeps putting us together, must be some good reason.
Ours is not to reason why...
It's like we're two disciples, but we don't see eye to eye.
Not in the mood for mythology.
We're both disciples, all right? So... what are you gonna do?
-What I'm trying to say, MacLaren-- -Don't fucking touch me, Hall!
Take it easy. Relax.
Let's just get to 1600.
[gunshots]
The technology scans the brain
and it records specific patterns,
not dissimilar to something like an MRI.
Uh, what exactly am I signing?
Legalese.
The fee for allowing me to perform the scans is on the last page.
That's a lot of money.
Is it?
I'm embarrassed to say that I've lost perspective.
Simon. What are you doing here?
I helped build the first one in the future, too.
Good for you.
He likes to assist. I consider it part of his therapy.
Uh, Mr. Ingram, uh...
I've changed my mind.
You signed the papers. You can't.
-I just did. -No...
Marcy, it's a harmless scan. You won't feel anything.
-[stammering] I don't feel comfortable. -Please, be reasonable.
I'm sorry. You can keep your money.
It's not about the money, my dear.
But now you've seen the device, and, uh...
this is awkward.
Drake!
-Move. -Unh-unh-unh-unh.
[screams] Let go of me!
[muffled screaming]
You really should read everything you sign.
[screaming continues]
[monitor beeping]
[porch swing creaking]
I'm always in awe of the potential of youth.
What may come.
Even if we didn't know who she was.
If we succeed in our mission,
she'll become one of the great leaders of her generation.
Mm-hmm.
So, I'd very much like to make it to four o'clock.
I wonder if it's a coincidence that the Director assigned you a mission
to preserve the life of a child after what happened to you and Kathryn.
I think the Director isn't a licensed therapist and neither are you.
I do understand what you're going through.
-You couldn't possibly. -Yeah, I do.
Even you forget I've lived long enough
to see two of my own sons die of old age.
No, this isn't the same thing.
Yeah, you're right, it isn't.
You're grieving a life lost that hadn't even begun yet.
A loss of potential.
Anna has that, all I'm saying.
We got vehicles.
Yeah, I see 'em.
Anna, get inside.
The Director will, too, as soon as they get closer.
Smile for the camera, Mr. Faction.
Protocol three suspended.
Protect Anna Hamilton at all cost and hold until reinforcements arrive.
What just happened?
Nothing happened. Just go inside. You're fine.
Here I thought we were gonna make it to 1600 without any trouble.
[Drake] She doesn't even recognize me. There was a malfunction.
Some information was lost during the scan.
Simon is working to restore it soon.
Simon?
Until then, Marcy's now to be considered a patient of this facility
under the care of Dr. Carroll.
Dr. Carroll agreed to that?
And so will you.
I can make you very wealthy very easily.
We can move patients to different wings,
but there'll still be staff who know Marcy is an employee.
Bribe those you can and get rid of the rest.
I leave it to you.
[Carly] The Director should turn every one of them into hosts
or kill them by messenger as soon as they're on camera.
-Maybe Anna should hide upstairs-- -Don't.
If they don't find her, they'll burn this place to the ground.
-That's what I would do. -Really?
And you...
keep your head down.
Why do they want to hurt me?
Because they're afraid of you.
More than you?
Even more than me, yes.
Why don't we just talk to them?
Wow. Even now.
Anna, this won't happen,
but if they manage to get through this door
and they try to take you, you fight them.
And you keep fighting, because help is on the way, okay?
Okay.
[Philip] No, no, no. I can do this.
[Marcy] We have a mission today.
You're no good to anyone like this.
Oh, God, that's better.
Just enough for you to function.
Here.
I'm back to human. Thanks.
Well, that's what I'm here for.
But when I'm gone...
You don't say that.
It's gonna happen.
And probably soon.
The seizures are just getting worse, and I can't stop them.
[rapid beeping]
[grunts]
[rapid beeping continues]
-[Hall] Seriously? -It's all we got.
No, this'll help.
I didn't think the Director would let them get this close.
We can't wait for the Director. Aim center mass.
Shoot what I shoot.
[silenced gunshot]
[gunfire]
Oh, crash!
[chuckles] Sorry, I didn't see that-- that move coming.
-You okay? -[haltingly] I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Uh, I was watching you there a little bit,
and I was thinking you looked lost.
Maybe I can help?
-Is there some family that I can-- -[groaning]
Turns out we're going the same way, anyway.
Um... what's your name?
Um... Marcy.
Marcy.
-Yeah. -Seriously?
Yeah.
That is easily in my top ten favorite names in the whole world.
-You're the first one I've met in person. -[chuckles]
My name's David.
[rapid beeping]
[gunfire]
Four are coming around the south side.
Hall, that's you!
I know, I know!
Fuckin' Alamo! Where's the Director?
They've got to have an STA.
-What? -A space-time attenuation device.
Creates a field around 'em in which the Director can't see 'em!
I see the STA. It's in the green truck, under the tarp.
Trevor, we need an end run.
Go.
[Trevor grunts] Son of a bitch!
Cover him!
Cover him! Go!
[gunfire]
[glass shatters]
Like I said, it isn't much.
But it's... not the street.
And it's subsidized.
Do-- do you live here?
No. This is your place now, remember?
See, there's a-- there's a bed in here with...
clean sheets, like I promised.
And, good, there's a towel, too.
And a dresser, put all your things.
So, first thing tomorrow, we'll go get you some things.
In here, there's a little fridge
to keep your milk for your cereal or your tea.
You like tea?
Previous tenant left a big chunk of chocolate.
No, that's hash.
Take that away.
And...
Good. That works too.
You have a light to read your book by.
[Marcy giggles]
So, I will let you get settled in.
No, don't go.
Oh, I have to go.
I have other clients.
[stammers] I did look up the--
the hospital you said you were a patient at.
I work there.
You work there?
Mm-hmm.
Huh. Well, that's different.
Either way, they said they had no record of you.
-Ohh! -Don't go.
Okay.
I still have to go.
But I will be back tomorrow morning to take you shopping.
Oh, don't do that.
[sobs]
-Okay? -Okay.
Don't forget to lock up.
Okay.
[gunfire]
[groans]
[panting]
[gunfire]
[knock on door]
David?
Surprise.
Hey.
I know I said the paperwork was gonna take seven days, but...
it only took a week.
[chuckles]
Oh, you put some pictures up.
Nice.
Uh, so this is the paperwork we need to sign
in order to get you something to live on.
I've already filled out most of it.
We're just missing some things.
Um...
Do you happen to remember your birthday?
It's not a problem. We'll pick a day.
Oh, wait. It's today. What are the odds?
Well, it's one in 365, but...
as long as we're saying today.
They're for my birthday?
Yeah. Everybody deserves a birthday present.
[laughing]
[chuckles] It's not brand-new, but, uh...
it'll hold your stuff when you go outside.
[Marcy gasps happily]
My mom always says that it's bad luck to give a bag as a gift
without putting money in.
Which I guess is why I always ask for a new bag every Christmas.
The only thing we need to figure out now is your age.
I'm guessing somewhere between 22 and 26.
You pick.
Forty-two.
[chuckling]
Fifty-six.
Seven.
[laughing] No!
Well, you told me to pick!
Okay, we'll go with--
we'll go with 25.
[laughing]
Carly.
I see it.
Hit the Claymores!
Wait for my order.
There's two going 'round the back!
[Philip] Understood.
It stopped short of the mines.
Carly!
[whirring]
[screaming]
"'You're... a...
big... girl now,'
said Mary's teacher."
Hmm.
I couldn't have read it better myself.
-[laughs] -Have you been practicing?
-Mm-hmm. -[both chuckle]
Well, that deserves a--
I better check to see what I have on me before I start making promises.
Oh, no, no. That for you to buy things you need.
[chuckles]
Okay, we'll call it a loan. Come on.
Marcy, what are you doing?
You're my-- you're my boyfriend.
[stammering] I can't be your boyfriend.
I can be your friend.
And it's not because I don't like you
or you're not one of my favorite people in the whole world.
It's because it would be inappropriate.
Yeah, I know, that's a big word.
[Marcy] Mm-hmm.
Listen.
Boyfriends come and go.
But if you want, you can be my BFF.
That means best friend forever.
[rapid beeping]
[David] And I don't just call anybody that.
[rapid beeping]
[flat line beep]
[MacLaren sighs]
Four o'clock.
Where does the time go?
Is it over, Agent Hall?
Yeah, I think so, Anna.
-Do you agree, Agent MacLaren? -Sure.
[screen door squeaks]
[Carly sighs] Gotta go. I'm late.
For what?
Mom? Dad?
[engine starts]
Mom. Dad. All these people were trying to--
-[mom] I know. -I was so scared.
It's all right, Anna. They told us what happened.
But we're here now, and we're gonna take you someplace safe.
Okay?
[rapid beeping]
[cell phone vibrating]
[rapid beeping continues]
Hey, it's me.
Uh, I'm gonna be home around five.
Which is when I'm usually home, but you asked when I was gonna be home,
so I am just confirming.
-Did any of your people get hurt? -Everybody made it.
Why did you do this for me?
Ooh, no, that's-- that's too bad. That's question number 11.
The future's gonna need people like you.
Thank you.
And thank you.
Bye, everyone.
I assume her parents historically died trying to protect her.
At 3:43 this afternoon.
We'll make sure she never knows.
You take good care of her,
or you're gonna be answering to both of us.
We've trained for years to do just that.
Good.
Agent MacLaren.
Agent Hall.
Bugs the shit out of you, doesn't it?
[chuckles]
Yep.
[David] Don't forget your favorite.
[Marcy] "Police were forced to use tear gas to disperse a crowd
shortly after a not-guilty verdict
was announced outside of the--"
What? [nervous chuckle]
I don't want to say anything until we talk to the doctor, but...
I think a miracle's just happened.
-[rapid beeping] -Marcy?
Marcy?
Marcy!
[rapid beeping]
One, two, three, four, five.
[David] You know what I think?
If I die in my sleep tonight,
I'm good to go.
[rapid beeping]
[Carly] One, two, three, one.
Where's her medical kit?
-What happened? -I just got here.
Just get the bag and bring it over here.
-Are you shot? -Get the bag!
-Can you charge the defibrillator? -What?
It's okay. Just take over. Drop the bag and take over.
[beeping stops]
[David] Go, go, go, go, go.
One, two, three, four. One...
-[game buzzer beeps] -[David groans]
-Can't believe how much you suck at this. -This is nothing like actual surgery.
-Wrenched elbow-- the easiest one. -That's not even a thing.
No, it is. You know, I think I might be a better doctor than you.
[Carly gasps]
She's coming back.
Oh, thank God!
All right, help me get her to the bed. We got to get her body temperature up.
[David] I thought something terrible had happened to you.
You must be David.
I'm told we're close.
Close?
Marcy, we're very... close.
Wha--
What's wrong?
[teakettle whistling]
[gasps]
No...
I'll yell at you later.
You find the missing pieces you were looking for?
[groans]
David. You weren't supposed to find that unless--
Unless you died.
Yeah, I figured that one out.
How could you do this...
knowing that I was probably gonna be the one to find you.
Right now, she needs to rest.
Yep.
Whatever.
[sighs]
[Grant] Hey.
Sorry I was gone so long.
Mmm.
Mmm, it's okay. I was just dozing.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
Everything's fine.
I saved a kid today.
David?
[chattering]
[David] Okay, I'll talk to you later.
Hey.
Hi. I wanted to talk to you before you left for work.
Yeah. No, I, uh...
thought maybe you'd want to thaw some more.
Can we talk?
Sure.
If you wouldn't have found the note, you would have never known.
Doesn't make it better.
It was the only way, David.
To do what?
To find the missing pieces of myself.
To find you.
Okay, so? Was it worth almost killing yourself?
Because, honestly, this is--
Well, that was different.
I'm sorry that I scared you.
You have no idea.
If I hadn't...
What?
What is it?
Do you know who did this?
Uh, yeah. It's a homeless guy, lives around here. Why?
I need you to take me to him.