The last time Mark had a problem,
he was away from home testifying in one of his cases.
Why can't you remember everything?
Because I was loaded, okay?
Before he turned around, the flash-forward ended.
- So I don't think he saw me. - His son's your patient.
My son's condition makes him a little hard to read.
Dylan's autistic.
You're panicked over what might happen.
But we've gotta use these flash-forwards to our advantage.
Hey, Mark.
We got our funding. Mosaic's still alive.
Mark?
I know what caused the flash-forwards.
You don't believe me.
Well, of course I do.
The world's greatest mystery's been solved by a boozer
on a train bound for Los Angeles.
Can you connect to the internet with that?
Real quick, do an image search
for "quantum physicist genius."
Go on. I'll wait.
Which popped up first...
me winning the Robert Wilson award
or the jaunty one of me holding lab goggles
over my genitals?
Hold up. You really...
I'm obviously wasting my time.
I'm sorry. I've just heard that line a hundred times before.
- You genuinely want to know? - Of course.
The flash-forwards were caused by you.
It's simple quantum mechanics, really.
Whenever a heavenly body
carries such an intense force of attraction,
the universe just goes... bananas.
- Sounds technical. - Helps if you have a PhD or two.
If my calculations are correct,
your dark energy could bring about another catastrophe
at any moment.
Luckily, I've pinpointed the one location on Earth
that has an irresistible enough force to counteract you.
Let me guess...
- your sleeper car. - Grab your purse.
We've not a moment to lose.
I thought for sure that would work.
A 21-year-old sorority girl, maybe.
But, um, I've learned never to go anywhere
unless I'm gonna get the real thing.
The actual cause?
Mm.
I have a theory, but the, uh...
The science is a little complicated.
I'm a complicated girl. I can handle it.
The most basic concept you need to understand
is quantum superpositions.
Are you aware of the double slit experiment?
Well, there was that one time in college...
- What about Schrédinger's cat? - No, I'm not that kinky.
Close your eyes.
Give me your hand.
Okay. Now imagine you have a cat...
BBL's a liter in the field and only one PIV.
We need access here!
A teeny, tiny cat...
What have we got?
We've got a gunshot wound to the abdomen.
We need to set up a peripheral.
- Janis? - We need access here!
That fits in the palm of your hand.
You also have a poisonous sardine.
Once we close your palm,
there are two possible scenarios.
Bring the code cart. Come on, let's go.
Clear.
Either the cat eats the sardine and dies,
or the cat doesn't eat the sardine and lives.
- No response. - Going again.
Quantum physics says
until we open your hand to discover the cat's fate,
both eventualities occur at the same time.
Clear.
Still no response.
CPR.
For us, the cat is both living and deceased.
But how can that be?
That's the miracle of quantum mechanics...
The observer gets to decide.
The kitty's already made up its mind.
Alive or dead?
See for yourself.
"Scary Monsters and Super Creeps"
Hemoglobin's holding at 12.
Hallelujah.
Okay. Fascia's closed.
"O" silk on a driver to Dr. Varley.
I'm gonna be honest.
A few hours ago, I didn't think we'd get this far.
Close the skin. Let me know when she wakes up.
This is Mark.
Leave it here.
I'll get back to you.
Hi. It's me. Where are you?
I have been calling and calling.
I tried Demetri and Stan. I just can't get through.
I tried the office, and they're just stonewalling me.
After this thing with Janis,
I don't know, I'm worried.
Can you just call me?
Please?
I love you.
Ohh.
Again, Daddy, again.
You're not bored with this one?
No! Cards. Make the cards.
Okay. I'll turn around, and you choose.
So, Dylan,
you know it's almost time for you to leave the hospital.
We're gonna go to Palo Alto.
Which one?
- Did you pick a card? - Uh-huh.
Okay, now look at it and remember.
Okay?
Uh-huh.
Okay.
So now it's just you and me.
I was thinking that the best idea
is you come and live in my house with me.
No.
Dylan.
Cards.
We all lived there before your mother and I...
I mean, you'll have your own room. It'll be great.
- Cards! - Please.
I... I need you to go along with this.
Uh...
Um, okay. Uh...
Is this your card?
It's my house, too.
Hey, buddy. Almost time for trick-or-treating.
- That's today? - Yeah, it's the 31st. It's Halloween.
- The kids go from room... - Yeah, I know, I know.
I just forgot to get him a costume.
Um, I'll be right back, okay?
Excuse me.
Playing cards, bud?
It's my house, too.
How's Janis?
Two uniformed cops outside her room.
Only her doctor and FBI badges are allowed inside.
Good work.
No one will be able to get to her.
But what about you guys?
Whoever it was that came after you last night,
what's to stop them from trying again?
Nothing.
Hey.
Hey!
Are you okay? What happened?
Yeah, yeah. It's nothing. It's nothing.
But you have blood on your shirt.
Well, now listen. Listen.
There's a room full of FBI agents that need a doctor
to tell 'em if Janis is gonna make it.
- Oh. Okay. - All right.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hey.
We had her in surgery for five hours.
The bullet did some damage, but there shouldn't be
- any lasting effects. - And?
And she's in recovery. She's sedated.
We'll know more when she wakes up.
Olivia, you saved her life. Thank you.
All right, everybody, it's been a long night for all of us.
It'll be a while before we know anything more.
The hospital doesn't need us clogging things up.
So I got your numbers. Get some rest.
I'll call you if I hear anything. You, too, Demetri.
I'm sorry, boss, no.
I'm either staying here to see her through,
or I'm going out and finding the people who did this to us.
There are already two dozen agents working this
who didn't have a grenade launched at 'em last night.
Now I'm serious. Get outta here.
And if it helps, consider it an order.
Come on.
You tired?
Well, Wedeck told us to go home.
No. He said for us to get out of the hospital.
- It's a surface wound. Just leave it. - Are you kidding me?
I want to see what those D.C. doctors did.
Oh, Livy, it's nothing.
Come on. You want to tell me what happened?
- You don't... - I want to know.
We were attacked.
Um, pretty bad firefight.
Wedeck and Demetri killed two of them.
The others escaped.
It's gotta be connected to the guys who came after Janis.
Simultaneous attacks.
Because you're investigating the blackout?
Why would anyone want to kill you because of that?
I don't know. I don't know.
Still trying to figure it all out.
Oh, see? I knew I shouldn't have told you.
No.
No, it's not that. It's...
You know, when they brought Janis in,
I couldn't get ahold of you.
My imagination just ran wild...
I mean, not knowing where you were,
not knowing what was going on.
It was horrible.
But I'm here,
and I'm okay, all right?
I'm all right.
We have just been so...
obsessed with what we saw,
and with the future,
with what might or might not happen.
And it's... it's a distraction.
It's just pulling us out of today, and today, right now
this moment is all we have, babe.
It's all we have.
I don't want to miss it.
Me neither.
Yo.
Hey, Dewey.
How is she?
- A lot better than these guys. - Attagirl, Janis.
Do you mind?
Got no ID...
No cell phone, no keys.
No fingerprints, no dental records.
It's just like our guys in the parking garage in D.C.
We got nothing.
Got nothing.
Which means we're dealing with real pros.
What about, um, medical history, Dewey?
So far just one removed appendix here,
one Achilles surgery there.
I'm checking for radial keratotomy scars
as we speak.
Hey, Demetri.
Demetri.
Yeah? What?
You doing okay in here?
Yeah. Why?
You put yourself on Mosaic.
You think there's anybody in the office
who doesn't know by now?
But the point is, you just got shot at 12 hours ago.
Now you're standing in a morgue...
acting kind of weird.
Listen, Al, you've been acting kind of weird
for a couple of weeks yourself, all right?
So, um, you want to talk about our feelings,
or you want to get back to work?
Work sounds good.
This guy's right eye is covered with corneal scarring.
No big surprise there.
What assassin worth his salt doesn't get LASIK?
Should practically be a union requirement.
Wait.
You see that?
Looks like a hand stamp from a bar.
No, it's a blue hand.
It's a clue from Mark's board.
Something about Baltimore...
A hand... a blue hand.
This son of a bitch is gonna be useful after all.
That costume is super fly.
It was the last thing they had left in his size.
No, I like it. Really, it's cool.
Although he doesn't seem to like this very much.
Yeah, it's hard to tell with him.
I think he's mad at me about the move.
Oh, I was just wondering if in the next couple of days
Dr. Benford might come by so we could, uh...
Yeah, say our good-byes.
Yeah. Yeah, sure, I'll let her know.
Great, thanks.
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm glad she's okay.
Yeah. It's pretty scary stuff for all of us.
Yeah.
Listen, it's been a rough week,
and maybe I said some things
that were out of line. Um...
Let's take a deep breath and...
get back on track here, hmm?
Ohh. This only takes quarters.
Mm-hmm. I got it.
- There. - Thank you.
We're even now.
The guys who came after you,
the guys who shot Janis... all Asian.
Why don't I head over to Huang's office,
see if blue hand has some special significance
- in Cantonese or Mandarin? - Mandarin? Come on, man.
According to the CIA,
China might have caused the blackout.
If they did, trying to blow up a team of federal agents
seems a little showy, don't you think?
Well, in their minds, I mean,
it could be as simple as neutralizing a threat.
Well, then why come after us?
The CIA agent who testified at the hearings yesterday
is fine, but Mark talks about D. Gibbons, Suspect Zero,
the crows, for the first time outside of this office,
and then eight hours later, it's...
China is a dead end.
I don't want blue hand to become one, too.
All right, do you know where you are?
I am in a hospital?
Very good. Do you know who I am?
No.
But for some weird reason,
I get the feeling that your husband is
a little bit of a neat freak.
I don't know. Something about how
he doesn't like his black pens
to touch his blue pens.
- Does that sound familiar? - Uh-huh.
She's back.
You're an amazing doctor.
And an overworked one.
I wish I could be with you guys tonight.
Oh, we'll take pictures.
Can you make sure she doesn't eat too much candy?
Sure.
Just, like, a couple of pieces
- or something. - Couple?
20.
I'll see what I can do.
Bye.
When Mark had you pin the blue hand card to the board,
he knew it was somehow related to the word "Baltimore."
Yes, that's what I'm saying, Sparky.
Okay, Baltimore Street is 5 miles away.
Let's go check it out.
But you were attacked last night in D.C.
so Baltimore, Maryland, is the better bet.
Yeah, but the guy who had the blue hand stamp on him
was in L.A., all right?
Baltimore street is in Silver Lake.
If I'm wrong... if I'm wrong,
we've wasted an hour. What?
So you believe in these visions now?
It's... it's complicated.
No, I get it.
I mean, if I hadn't had a flash-forward,
I'd be doing everything I could to prove
those visions weren't true.
Listen, if we had anything to go on at all here,
any real-life lead whatsoever,
believe me, I'd be the first guy talking to ballistics
or forensics or whatever, all right? But we don't.
I just want to find the animals that are trying to kill us,
and Baltimore Street is the only thing
I can think of, all right?
So come on.
I'll buy you a pressed sandwich from the Cuban place.
Sold.
One hour.
Trick or treat!
Oh, yeah!
Oh no!
Super shark has Monkey-See and Monkey-Do in his helmet!
He's trying to eat them!
- Daddy, that pulls. - Happy Halloween!
- Just be still. I've almost got it. - Pirates.
I can't believe you don't have a costume.
- You always have a costume. - I've been a little busy lately.
I can finish up with her if you want to get in your costume.
Thanks, Nicole, but I'm not wearing a costume.
You could go as Tim-Tim's dad, Jim-Tim.
What does Tim-Tim's dad look like?
Don't say a word, Obi-Wan.
- You've got to be kidding me. - Whoa.
Was that a kangaroo?
That is the best costume I have ever seen.
Hey, got some milk from the nurses' station to...
Dylan?
I'm... I'm sorry. I seem to have lost my son.
What's he look like?
Uh, he's about this big, uh, wearing, um...
Well... well, a pimp's outfit.
I mean, I only turned my head for a second.
Haven't seen him, but there are tons of kids around.
You might want to check the nurses' station.
Okay, thank you.
Sir, you don't have to stay here with me.
I'm sure after everything that happened last night,
the office is chaotic.
I'm right where I need to be.
I just feel really uncomfortable
in this gown...
Yeah, I associate those crappy gowns
with my wife delivering our son.
After you've seen a thing like that...
Was it awful?
Just the opposite. It's... primal.
You feel like you're there at the beginning
of something... miraculous...
A new life.
You'll see.
- What's that? - That little monitor up there.
Janis, I'm sorry.
We have to take you back to the O.R.
Bring the type specific.
- What's wrong? - Your blood count's dropping.
Beck, get her on a portable.
- What... what happened? - I don't know.
Times Square.
April 29th.
The estimates on the Mosaic web site
have us at half a million people already.
The ball is gonna drop and everything.
Half a million people going to their future.
Mm-hmm.
It's a glorified New Year's party.
Do you have something better to do?
Yeah, you could say that.
Who is she?
Oh, come on. I told you mine.
He...
had a neck like an ox...
smelled like a meat locker...
What the hell were you guys doing?
I had my hands around his neck.
I don't know where I was
or who the man was...
But I felt my thumbs press down on his trachea...
until something snapped.
And then I let go...
Looked down at his lifeless body,
quite satisfied.
Aren't you glad you asked?
I found this on the south exit camera.
Yeah, that's him. How long ago was this?
17 minutes.
Where could he be heed this time of night?
I have no idea.
You getting on?
Mm-hmm.
Then get on. Come on. We gotta go.
Hey, kid, you gotta pay the fare! Hey!
Hey, kid.
You gotta pay the fare. Now do you have it or not?
Yo.
Are you lost?
To our friends
at 25696 Sawyer Court,
Los Angeles, California, 90024.
What is he, brain damaged or something?
- Is he one of those... - I'm gonna put you down like a sick dog
if you don't shut up.
- It's my house, too. - That's your house?
You know that address?
Yeah, and he's gonna need a transfer.
That's $1.55.
Don't worry, kid.
Do you know any magic tricks?
No, mijo. I don't do magic.
You said an hour. It's been over three.
She's back in surgery.
- She'll pull through. - Why?
She had a flash-forward, so she has a future?
450 out, and she's tachy in the 130s.
What are we waiting for?
We only have one real option here.
5-0 Vicryl.
With all due respect, Dr. Benford...
We're gonna do a B-lynch.
Did I ever tell you about the night before
she and I graduated from Quantico?
No.
We're at some dorm room getting hammered.
I get us a beer. We finish. She gets us a couple more...
Then a couple of shots, and, uh, I'm starting to worry
that nerdy little girl's gonna have to have
her stomach pumped, right?
There's no guarantee that a B-lynch
will contain the bleeding.
A b-lynch is a far less invasive procedure.
Gives her a fighting chance of still having
- a normal, healthy uterus. - Barely.
Next thing I know, it's 4:00 a.m.
I wake up on linoleum, got a foot in the toilet.
I look over. Janis is at the kitchen table
playing quarters against herself.
Her insides are stronger than any bullet.
- I'll tell you that much. - Be honest...
would you be making the same decision
if you didn't know this patient personally?
5-0 Vicryl.
Let me get this straight...
you blacked out after five drinks,
and they let you keep your badge?
- That's... - You know why?
Because I'm always right about everything.
It's like the hand on Mark's board.
Trick or treat!
Hey, guys. Dig in, cowboy, princess.
A very cool costume.
And?
Hi.
Um?
Hey!
It's my house, too.
You really should see a dentist.
My parents couldn't afford braces.
Thanks for coming out tonight.
I love Halloween.
And, uh, I was worried about you.
It's good to see you out doing normal stuff.
Yeah, I think it's a good idea
- for all of us to start... - Let's get going!
Okay. Paying a little bit more...
Watch her.
Hey!
FBI! Stop!
FBI! Stay where you are!
Same hand, only this one's missing some fingers.
And, um, the other way.
That was the orientation on our assailant.
Am I crazy, or does it look like it's pointing that way?
Wasn't my...
It wasn't my idea!
I didn't throw any eggs! I just threw some toilet paper!
Where did you get this mask?
99 cents store, man.
You're not gonna call my dad, are you?
Yeah, Nicole?
I'll be right there.
Makes sense. You run an underground club,
you want to make sure only the right people find it.
If the hand's positioning is the direction,
why the missing fingers?
The last hand had three fingers, right?
Right.
We just drove three blocks.
That's it.
Nice.
I'm sorry to bother you, but I tried Olivia first.
- She's in surgery. - You did the right thing.
He came out of nowhere,
and he had on this hospital bracelet
that I was able to get off and call his dad.
He's on his way over.
I'm Mark. What's your name?
My name is Dylan. My favorite book is
"Harry Potter," Prisoners of Azkaban.
My dad does magic.
Okay, um, Dylan,
does your dad know you're here?
This is my house, too.
No, Dylan, this is my house, and I'm trying to find out
how you got here from the hospital.
Go ahead. It's your house, too.
How do you know this address?
"To our friends at 25696 Sawyer Court,
Los Angeles, California,
90024."
- Hey, Dylan! - Hi, Charlie.
Nuts to you, Squirrelio!
- Toot, toot! - Toot, toot!
What was that?
It's from the cartoon.
Charlie, do you... do you know Dylan from school?
No, he's just my friend.
What?
Excuse me.
Hello. I think my son is here.
Yeah, he's right here. Come on in.
Oh, my God. Are you all right?
Don't worry, he seems fine.
He just slipped out of the hospital.
I... I can't believe he'd just wander off.
Thank you for taking
- such good care of him, uh, Mr... - Sure.
Benford. Mark Benford.
- Right. - And I didn't catch your name.
Uh... L... Lloyd Simcoe.
Uh, uh, this is my son Dylan.
Simcoe?
- Wait. - Benford?
Are you somehow related to Olivia...
Um, um, Dr. Benford?
I'm her husband.
Of... of course. That... that makes perfect sense...
Uh, your name being Benford, her name being Benford.
Uh...
Trick or treat!
Oh.
Hey, honey.
You're her.
Not yet.
- Um... - You know, Charlie...
Why don't we double check your candy in the kitchen?
Nicole, you want to come?
Good idea.
What's going on?
I thought you might know.
Dylan came here.
- Why? - This is my house, too.
It's your house, too, Dylan.
He keeps saying that.
Dylan is autistic.
- The repetitive speech... - I don't need a diagnosis.
Now I understand.
What?
Why I made her... why I made you so...
- Uncomfortable? - Yes.
Um, okay, clearly, um,
this is an unusual situation.
- No kidding. - Mark, don't be like that.
I can make this comfortable for everybody.
You leave...
You don't come back.
I'm very sorry if we've caused you any inconvenience.
Thank you...
Both...
for the kindness you've shown Dylan.
Thank you.
It's my house, too.
- Okay. Come on. - Good night, Olivia.
Come on, Dylan. Let's go.
Good night, Dylan.
Looks like the party's over.
Definitely over.
FBI!
These came from a friend of yours named Maya...
"Worried about you."
You okay?
When I got shot...
the bullet...
bounced around all over the place.
The only thing they said they could do
without taking the whole thing out...
Olivia did this thing called a B-lynch.
But with all the scarring...
They said that it's gonna be almost impossible...
Why am I crying?
I never even wanted to have a baby.
It's gonna be all right.
I can see why you like him. He's very charming.
I don't like him. Come on.
Can you stop so we can actually talk about this?
I don't like him.
He's the father
- of one of my patients. - I know who he is.
What I want to know is how his son found his way here.
I have no idea.
- Really? - Yeah.
Well, I'm a little confused, because I thought you said
you had Dylan moved off your rotation.
- I did. - You did?
Then why are you listed as the attending
- on his wristband? - Oh, God.
I had nothing to do with that.
My boss made the decision.
Your boss also tell you not to say anything about it?
No, I didn't say anything about it because I thought
it would make a horrendous situation that much worse.
Oh, so you thought hiding it was a better plan.
That's not what was going on, Mark.
Don't turn me into someone I'm not.
Well, don't you turn this around and make it about me.
The man you might be sleeping with in six months' time
was just in our living room, and I sure as hell
didn't bring him into our lives. You did!
That's not fair.
Just be honest. Just be honest.
Have... have you been talking to him at work?
Oh, come on! Come on, Mark.
Huh? Have you done anything else
I should know about?
Mark, don't interrogate me.
- Then be honest with me! - I am!
Are you being honest with me?
Oh, what are you talking about?
All the old patterns are back, Mark.
You're out of the house all the time.
You're more and more secretive.
So I'm asking you the same thing that you asked me...
Be honest.
Are you hiding anything from me?
Mark?
In my flash-forward...
I was drinking.
Wow.
Here we are again.
Olivia, this isn't like before.
The lying's already started.
What? No, it hasn't. This isn't the same.
Don't condemn me for something I haven't done yet.
Did you even hear what you just said?
You've been punishing me this whole time
for an imaginary relationship.
But when it comes back to you, you want to be let off the hook.
But our past together, Mark...
all we've been through with your drinking...
That's real.
That still hurts.
I'm not going through it again.
I promise you...
I'm not gonna drink.
But it's not about the drinking.
You know that.
It's about trust.
It's about trust, and we don't trust each other anymore.
So everything we said at the hospital today
about only living in the moment, well...
All that was a lie?
It's not a lie.
It's what I want.
I just don't know if it's possible anymore...
Not now...
not with us.
Hey, Demetri?
Am I missing something?
I mean, on the same night our guy tries to kill Janis,
he's hanging out here?
I don't know, but they found this on one of the bodies.
Remember the Rutherford case?
We were talking about a case
that I don't think even exists yet...
The Rutherford case.
It begins tonight.
All right.
It was quite a day, huh?
Is it gonna be Halloween again tomorrow?
No.
Just today.
Good, 'cause it was kind of scary.
Yeah.
Yes, it was.
I'll see you in the morning.
Thanks for coming to get me, daddy.
Ohh!
Oh, damn it, Simon. You scared me half to death.
Did you ever take the train down the coastline?
Breathtaking.
What do you want?
You disappear to Los Angeles.
You don't return my calls.
I'm worried about you. We all are.
Yeah, well, I made it perfectly clear
I don't want to see any of you right now.
I don't care. We have to talk.
Our experiment killed 20 million people, Simon.
What more is there to say?
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