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Dr. Ben Song risked
everything when he used

the Quantum Leap Accelerator
to travel back in time.

Now our team's working
to find out why.

As he leaps between bodies
with no memory of who he is,

he still has one hope--

that his next leap
takes him back

to the place and people
he calls home.

Right this way, Doc. Hurry.

Oh, where the hell
is Dr. Goldman?

I-I'm calling him right now.

Oh, God.

This baby is not due
for another month.

Why is this happening?

That's an excellent question,

which I'm sure Dr. Goldman
can answer.

I just got her
answering service.

They don't know where she is.

Who's going
to deliver our baby?

She is, Right, Doc?

Great.

Me?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We're going to take
this woman to the place

where the people who
actually deliver babies work.

No time.
That baby is crowning.

It's coming right now.

- I can't do this.
- You can. You can.

- I can't.
- Come on.

Guess I'm doing this.

OK, when you're ready,
as hard as you can, push.

You got this, mama.

You got it.

Come on, baby.

- OK.
- Yes, you got this.

OK, I can see its head.

You're almost there.

Just one more big push.

Come on, mama.

You got it.

Oh.

Congratulations.

It's a girl.

I can take from here, Doc.

Let's get you guys to a room,
OK?

Paging, Dr. Song,
Dr. Ben Song.

Addison, you'll never
guess what I just did.

I delivered a baby.

Like an actual,
real-life human child.

Wow.

Look at you, bringing
life into the world.

It was like a miracle.

But also something I never
want to have to do again.

That is fair.

Hey, looks like
you won't have to.

All right, so this time,
it looks like you

are Dr. Alexandra Tomkinson,

a first-year resident
at Cedarhurst Hospital,

Seattle, 1994.

Oof.

Height of the grunge era.

And, oh, a start of a very
promising medical career.

What you doing?
- The bras.

I'm still not used to them.

Underwire.

Honestly, Steven, you're
holding that against me?

At least I spend my days
trying to save lives.

Of course, I want what's
best for Max.

He's my son.

Is that someone
I should know?

Dr. Sandra Turk.

third year resident,
kind of a mentor for you.

Looks like she's going
through a rough divorce

and a brutal custody battle.

Sure sounds like it.

Your shift ended
an hour ago, Alex.

The hell are you
still doing here?

I got roped into
delivering a baby.

Volunteered is more
like it, knowing you.

Go home.

Get some rest.

You can't save everyone.

There must be someone
at this hospital

whose life I have to save.

Close.

It looks like you're here
to save three people's lives.

Hi, nurse.

Nurse Carolina.

Hey, girl, I was hoping
you could help me.

I am looking for three
specific patients.

These patients got names?

Yes.

Kimberly Cole, Eli Jackson,
and Louis Tann.

They should be in the system.

Nope.
I don't see any of them.

That's weird.

Why would I be here
at a hospital

where the people I'm supposed
to see aren't here?

- They're supposed to be here.
- OK.

But when?

Code trauma.

Repeat, code trauma.

Code trauma.

Repeat, code trauma.

Yeah. Yeah. Yep.

- What's going on?
- Train crash.

Multiple victims coming in hot.

Should have left when
you had the chance, Alex.

It's about to get real messy.

All right, people, showtime.

Critical patients
are top priority.

If they can walk,
they can wait.

Someone get me an
intubation tray now.

I need bandages over here.

There's a lot of blood.

Code trauma.

Hey. Don't just stand there, resident.

Help someone.

That's what I'm trying to do.

Hey, Madison, what if
the reason those patients

weren't in
the hospital database

was because they hadn't
been admitted yet?

Yes.

OK, Ziggy says there
is a 100% chance

all three were on that train.

Now all I have
to do is find them.

Yeah, and quickly.

In the original timeline,
Kimberly Cole,

Louis Tann,
and Eli Jackson

don't survive the accident.

Dr. Turk, over here.

What do we got?

Female, 17 years old.

Took a piece of
shrapnel to her heart.

She's not breathing.

Alex, get the bag.

She means
the resuscitation bag.

Oh. Right, the bag.

All right,
cover her nose and mouth,

and then squeeze the bag
just slow and steady

until you see her chest
start to rise and fall.

And then just keep
repeating that.

It's working.

Don't get too excited.

She's not out of the woods yet.

Any idea who she is?

I found this in her pocket.

Kimberly Cole.

Wait.

Isn't this one of the patients
you were asking about?

Get her to the OR stat.

And tell Dr. Rojas
to administer

10ccs of Respiratrex.

Is there a problem, Dr. Turk?

No, Dr. Harper.

No problem at all.

All right, you heard him.

Let's get her to the OR, stat.

What's Respiratrex?

Surgical anesthetic.
Why?

Dr. Turk did not seem happy

when Dr. Harper prescribed it
for surgery,

like she thought
it was a bad idea.

Well, pharmaceutical
companies in the '90s would

often sell experimental drugs
to hospitals that seemed

promising at the time,
but turned out to have

negative side effects on people
with pre-existing conditions.

Well, if Respiratrex
was one of those,

why would Dr. Harper
insist on using it?

Because Cedarhurst
was one of the five hospitals

incentivized to use it
during the final trials.

So they're putting profits
before patients?

Well, OK,
if Respiratrex was dangerous,

they didn't know that then.

What are her odds?

50/50, at this point.

I'd be a lot more confident
if Dr. Harper had prescribed

a more proven anesthetic,
like Soprofon or Restanol

or anything other
than Respiratrex.

Can I see her chart?

Girl.

If Dr. Harper finds out
you changed his script,

he will nuke your career.

OK, well, Ziggy says
there's an 85% chance

that Dr. Tomkinson loses
her job if you get caught.

Well, then let's hope
I can save

these people's lives without
ruining Alex's in the process.

Bold.

You know, you're taking
an awful big risk

bringing me in here.

I've committed every square
inch of this place to memory.

Think of what I could do
if I got loose.

It is a risk, but I believe
it's one worth taking.

Do tell.

We want the same thing,
to help Ben save Addison

and bring him home.,

just like your dad wanted
to do for Sam Beckett.

So let's stop working
at cross purposes

and start working together.

What do you know
about Ben's leap?

Trust is a two-way street, partner.

OK, I will tell you
what I know,

but only after I talk to Ben.

Hey, you.

How the hell did you
know Kimberley Cole

was going to be in that crash?

Would you believe I
can predict the future?

And it looks like you're
two for two, Nostradamus.

Now go see if you can predict
how to help this guy.

A brain tumor?

Doc, are you sure?

I'm afraid so.

But the EMT said the worst
thing this could possibly be

is a concussion.

Look, I just hit my head.

And in a way,
it's a good thing that you did.

I just have to send you
over to oncology right away.

What for?

Chemo, radiation.

Whatever treatment the
doctors think would be best.

Aren't you the doctor?

Only temporarily, I hope.

OK.

Then I want you
to discharge me.

Mr. Jackson,
you have a serious,

life-threatening condition.

Yeah.

It's not much of a life
worth living for.

Look, I'm so done fighting.

I've been done ever since
my Sarah passed.

These last five years
without her,

they've been so damn lonely.

I can imagine.

But there must be other
people in your life.

Any family? Kids?

Eli?

You were on the train, too.

What are the odds of that?

You know him?

Of course she does.

She's my daughter.

Wow.
Pagers.

Talk about a throwback.

Another crash victim
just came in.

I'll see you around, Eli.

Actually, Sandra, you--

Don't. Don't. Don't.

Don't tell her about
the tumor, please.

I don't want her to know.

Fine, but you have to
stay here until I get back.

Deal?

Deal.

Hey.
Any updates on Kimberly Cole?

Ziggy's still working on it.

You found Eli Jackson.

How'd that go?
- Not great.

Turns out he's Sandra's dad,
and he has cancer

but refuses
to do anything about it.

OK, well,
in the original history,

his refusal to seek
treatment allowed

the tumor to metastasize.

You have to change
his mind or else--

He's a dead man.

I get it.

Yeah.

How many fingers
am I holding up?

- Three.
- Great.

Now, can you please tell me
if anyone has seen my wife?

We were on the train together.

I just want to know
where she is.

We're going to help
you find her, sir.

But first, I need to know,
what's your name?

Louis Tann.

Ben, that's the third name
on the list.

Yeah, and it doesn't seem
like his

is a case of life or death.

If you're done talking
to yourself, Dr. Tomkinson,

I could use your help
over here.

Yes, Dr. Turk.

Oh, no.

All the ORs are taken,
so I'm going to have

to remove that shrapnel here.

It's dangerously close to
a superficial temporal artery.

One slip and he'll bleed out.

And in the original history,
Sandra nicked the artery

and Louis died on the spot.

OK, so what can I do to
make sure that doesn't happen?

Talk to him.

Keep him calm and distracted.

Finally, something
you're qualified for.

Hi.

Mr. Tann, I'm Dr. Tomkinson.

I understand you're
looking for your wife.

Her name's Jeane.

We were in the third car
near the back

when the train ran off
the rails,

and we got separated.

I'm sure the first responders
are out there looking

for her right now,
but in the meantime,

I just need you to stay calm.

How?

I don't even know
if she's alive or dead.

Look, it's not bad news
until it is.

So let's just focus
on the good.

Can you do that for me,
Mr. Tann?

Yeah, I guess.

So how about you tell me
a little something

about you two?

Like, where did you meet?

In college.

It was the last summer
before our senior year.

I was working at one
of the neighborhood bars.

She was a waitress.

Turns out, we were
both science majors.

Boy, did we have chemistry.

Yeah, my fiancée
and I met at work too.

How long have you been married?

25 years.

Still going strong.

I'd be lost without her.

Yeah.

I know the feeling.

All right, Mr. Tann,
we're almost there.

So what I want
you to do is focus

on all those amazing
memories of Jeane

so we can get you healed up
and--

- Got it.
- Ah.

Get him stitched up.

Nice work.

We'll do our best
to find her.

Thank you, Doctor.

Nice job, Ben.

You just helped
save a man's life.

Yeah.

Just two more to go,
one of whom

still needs to be convinced
they've got a reason to live.

Well, lucky for us,

that reason works
at this hospital.

Nice.

I see what you're doing.

Magic's good cop,
your drunk cop.

Going to ply me with booze
to loosen my tongue.

Actually,
this is a peace offering.

Oh.

For how things
went down in Belize.

Yeah.
It was a clever sting.

Kind of trap I would've sprung.

To great minds then.

I don't blame you for not
wanting to talk to any of us.

If I was in your position,
being held against my will,

I certainly wouldn't.

See?

You get me.

The only thing is,
I'm not in your position

because I know something
I'm guessing you don't.

Does the name Richard Martínez
ring any bells?

Pretty generic. Why?

Because he called Ben by name
during Ben's fifth leap.

You made a
serious miscalculation

coming here, Ben.

If you value your life,
you need to stop following me.

And how did Ben react
to that?

He was stunned.

He had no idea
what was going on.

But I get the feeling you do.

You really need
to let me talk to him.

Yeah, you said that already.

Look, if this Martínez guy
recognized Ben, that means--

look there is an order
that has to--

Wait. What order?

What do you mean?

You won't tell me because
you don't trust anyone here.

Actually, there's
one person besides Ben

that I will talk to.

40 miles south of Seattle,
train 501 has derailed

in Washington state.

You see that car right there,

it is right on [indistinct].

Ahh, what I wouldn't give

for high-speed internet access
right now.

Ah.

Got a patient
with a brain tumor?

Uh, yeah. Any advice?

Send them to oncology.

What if they won't go?

Then you find a way
to make them go.

You're the doctor, Alex.

Their life is in your hands.

Oh, I know.

Believe me.

Hey, so it must have
been a surprise,

huh, seeing your dad here?

We're not exactly
on the best terms.

Is this a recent thing or--

When I was a kid,
my father was

this big-time corporate lawyer.

Defending all these
evil corporations

against chemical spills,

sexual harassment suits,
you name it.

The more egregious the crime,
the harder he fought for them.

So hard, in fact, that he
never had time for his family.

I'm sorry to hear.

Don't be.

His bad example is what
drove me to become a doctor,

so I could prevent
people suffering

and be the complete opposite
of him.

Do you think you two
could ever reconcile, or--

Not in this life.

Crap. Harper wants to see us.

Damn right, he does.

It's come to my attention
that somewhere between

the ER and OR, someone altered
Kimberly Cole's chart,

prescribing Restanol
instead of Respiratrex,

despite my explicit instructions.

It was me. I did it.

Why am I not surprised?

Dr. Harper, sir, it may
not be public information,

but there has been studies
that say Respiratrex has

had terrible side
effects on patients

with preexisting conditions.

I'm aware of the studies.

But this drug is about
to be FDA approved,

or else the board wouldn't
have authorize it's use.

Furthermore,
Kimberly Cole doesn't

have a pre-existing condition.

Ziggy says she has an
undiagnosed case

of Duchenne's Muscular Dystrophy.

Her interaction with the drug
triggers it

and ultimately causes
her death.

She has Duchenne's
Muscular Dystrophy.

Not according to that chart.

It's... undiagnosed.

Are you a doctor
or a psychic?

All I'm asking is that you
use an alternative anesthetic.

It could mean the difference
between life and death.

Do you agree
with Chicken Little here,

that the sky's about to fall

if we don't stop using
Respiratrex?

I--

We're in crisis mode here.

We will continue using
Respiratrex as prescribed.

But when this is over, missy,

you and I are going
to have a come-to-Jesus

about your future here
at Cedarhurst.

Oh, he did not
just call you missy.

You heard that too?

Can you believe that
condescending tool?

He's got some nerve
talking to you

like you're not even a doctor.

What I can't believe is
that you didn't push back.

You know how dangerous
that drug is.

It wouldn't have mattered.

The pharmaceutical companies
have got the board

deep in their pocket,

and Harper is
the board's lackey.

Nothing you or I could say
is going to change things.

But a girl's life
is at stake.

How can you be so sure?

Call it a hunch.

You want me to risk
imploding my career

in the middle
of a custody battle

I can barely afford to fight
on a hunch?

My son is my whole world.

If I lose him,
I lose everything.

I'm sorry, Alex, it's just--

it's not a risk
I'm willing to take.

It's my damn ex.

Hello?

Oh, Ben, we have a problem.

Let me guess.
I just got myself fired.

No, worse.

Ziggy says hundreds
of people die

from Respiratrex
in the next few years.

You have to get the doctors

to stop using it.
- How?

The drug companies
bought off the board.

The attending physician's
a sexist jerk

who won't listen to me.

And the one doctor who might
be able to change his mind

won't even try because
she's afraid of losing

the only family she has left.

Except it's not
the only family she has left.

Wait.
Ben, where are you going?

To see a lawyer
about a doctor.

What?

Mr. Jackson,
what are you doing?

What does it look
like I'm doing?

Like you're about
to make a fatal mistake.

If you leave now, your chances
of surviving this cancer

dropped precipitously.

Doc, I've made peace
with all that.

I don't know how much
Sandra's told you,

but I wasn't exactly
the best person.

Or the best father,
for that matter.

She may have mentioned it.

It's because all the terrible
things she thinks about me

are true.

I've hurt a lot of people
during the course

of my career, especially her.

And that has haunted me
for most of my life.

I'm not a great believer
in karma,

but I suppose this cancer's
the universe's way of...

balancing out everything
by giving me the ending

that I deserve.

Or maybe the universe
is giving you a chance

to undo all the bad
you've done in the past

by doing some good
here and now.

Your daughter has a chance
to save a lot of people

from a very dangerous drug,
but she can't do it alone.

She could really use
your legal expertise.

At this point, I don't think

she wants anything
from me at all.

Eli, this is your chance
to help people, not hurt them.

And to finally be there
for Sandra

when she needs you most.

Oh, no.

I know that face.

It's the, "I've got news
and you're not

going to like it, Ben," face.

Jeane Tann was just
pronounced brain dead.

Does Louis know?

The nurses are waiting for
one of his doctors to tell him,

and unfortunately,
Sandra's busy.

So you're going
to have to do it, Ben.

We were just talking
about her, Addison.

I know.

Bonding over how lucky
we were to have

found the love of our life.

And now, I have to go in there
and just destroy him?

How do I do that?

You won't remember this,
but I've had

to once walk up to
a lovely home in the suburbs

and tell a mother that
her only son died

on a mission I led.

Addison, I'm so sorry.

She opened that door
and she took

one look at me
and that Army Chaplain and...

she knew.

And my mind just went blank.

My carefully
planned-out speech was gone.

But in its place,

the right words came to me.

I told her that her son
sacrificed himself

for this to be a better world.

And that there's nothing
more noble than that.

And I told her that sh--

I told her that
her son was a hero.

And that for myself
and everybody who knew him,

we were forever changed because
of how he lived his life

with hope and courage.

I told her the truth
as it came to me

from wherever
the truth comes from.

♪ I could possibly
be fading ♪

♪ Or have

♪ Something more to gain

♪ I could feel myself

♪ Growing colder

♪ I could feel myself

♪ Under your fate

Hey. Good news.

I just talked to your dad
and he's agreed

to take up the fight
against the hospital board

to stop the use of Respiratrex.

I never asked you to do that.

Yeah.

No, well--
yeah, but I just thought that,

um, given your history,
it might be a great way

to heal old wounds.

Some wounds never heal.

Well, I don't believe that.

Sandra, I know Eli hasn't
exactly been the best dad,

but he's trying to make things
right before it's too late.

Too late?
Too late for what?

Code blue.

ICU, room seven.
Repeat, code blue.

- Let's go.
- ICU room seven.

We need to start a line.

What happened?

They got the shrapnel out
in surgery

and everything seemed fine
until her vitals suddenly

started bottoming out
and she went into V-tach.

The Respiratrex.

Kimberly Cole must be having
some kind of reaction.

She's coding.

Come on, Kimberly,
stay with us.

Patient's asystolic.

Get the crash cart.

Ben, she means
a defibrillator.

Over here.

OK. What now?

All right, set it to 100.

OK. Slide it over.

OK, now put one paddle
on her sternum

and one on her left rib.

And tell everyone to get clear.

OK.

Clear.

Oh, come on.

Ben, if you can't get
Kimberly's heart started--

I know.
She's not responding.

Increase the charge to 180.

On it.

- Come on.
- Clear.

Normal rhythm.

ST depressions are back
to baseline.

But it won't last.

There's already signs of severe
damage to all four chambers.

Wait.
What does that mean?

A heart transplant?

I understand you're
frightened, Mrs. Cole.

Rest assured, your daughter
is in the best of hands.

Cedarhurst has one of
the top thoracic surgeons--

This is the only way we
can save Kimberly's life now.

If we can find a suitable donor
on such short notice.

I will check
the donor registry.

I don't know what psychic
hotline convinced you

that girl has an
undiagnosed condition,

or why you think I need
to work things out with Eli,

but if there is
something going on,

I need you to tell me
what it is.

Not just doctor to doctor,
but friend to friend.

Your father has
a tumor in his brain.

Stage two glioblastoma.

The average life expectancy
post diagnosis

is 14 to 16 months, though
some people have been known

to survive 10 years or longer.

It's extremely rare,
but it is possible.

Which is why he needs
to seek treatment tonight.

It's the only way
he can survive this.

I tried sending him
to oncology,

but he wouldn't go.

Stubborn son of a bitch.

Why the hell not?

Because he's lost
the only thing that

can help him survive--hope.

And I think we both know
there's only one person

in here that
can give that back to him.

So what do you think?

Under different circumstances,

Janis would have been
a part of this project.

Looking at everything
that's happened,

maybe she should have been.

Magic, you aren't
seriously blaming

yourself for any of this?

What Ben did isn't your fault.

He kept us all in the dark.

But what happens next
will be on me.

It's time to roll the dice.

We've been playing catch up
this entire time.

Now, whether we like it or not,

Janis is our best chance at
understanding what's going on.

Please tell me
you found a donor.

Ian and I scoured the
entire UNOS waitlist for 1994

and were able to find a match
on the organ donor registry.

There's a "but" coming,
isn't there?

She won't be dead
for another three months,

which brings our chances
of finding a replacement heart

down to 5%.

And leaves Kimberly and me
completely screwed.

OK, all right.

Don't give up, Ben.

We're going to
figure something out.

Like what?

Addison, you and I both know

I was never supposed
to be the leaper,

yet here I am
with three people's fates

in my hand and not
a single clue

how to help them all.

OK, I know you can't
see this right now.

But there is a reason
that you were sent here

to save these three people.

There is a bigger connection
that binds them, all right?

You--you just have to find it.

Wait.

I might actually have an idea.

You're sure there's
no chance of her

ever coming back from this?

My Jeane had the biggest
heart in the world.

Always looking out
for other people.

And, uh, right now
there's a young woman

who needs that heart
in order to survive.

I just...

don't know
if I'm ready to let go.

What happened to Jeane,
to Kimberly, to all of you

on that train,
none of it's fair.

But if your wife's heart
is as big as you say,

I bet she'd want you
to do everything you could

to prevent that accident
from cutting anyone else's

life too short, too soon.

Yes.

She would.

Yeah. Whew.

For a second there, I thought
this might not work out.

Oh, no.

Kimberly's odds of survival
just started to plummet.

What? Why?

Because the surgeon that was
supposed to do the transplant

got delayed, so Dr. Harper
is scrubbing in.

If he uses Respiratrex--

Kimberly Cole
is going to die.

Sandra.

Oh, Sandra, there you are.

Do you not have your pager?

Sorry, I--

I guess I've just been
distracted since

you dropped the bomb on me
that my father

is basically at death's door.

I should have told
you sooner.

I'm sorry I didn't.

But I've been trying to
save a lot of lives today.

And there's one more I really
need your help with right now.

- OK.
- OK. Come on.

at 50.

Hemo at 7.5,
vitals are holding.

- Excuse me!
- Excuse me.

Excuse me. Pardon me.
Coming through.

Medical emergency.

Excuse me.

Let's prep the chest
for incision.

Showtime.

Pardon me.

Medical emergency!
Excuse me.

Coming through.

Once the heart is removed,
the tissue will only

remain viable for so long.

Every second counts.

Now, let's do this, people.

10ccs of Respiratrex.

Stop.

If you use that drug
on Kimberly again,

it'll kill her.

Turk, what the hell
are you doing?

Something I should
have done sooner.

Respiratrex is dangerous

and we need to stop using it immediately.

Get the hell out of my OR

before I throw you both
out of this hospital.

No, not until
you hear us out.

Tomkinson, what--
have you gone insane?

That's Dr. Tomkinson,
you misogynistic piece of--

Alex, focus.

Right, sorry.

If you go through with this,

you'll be risking exposing Cedarhurst

to a major malpractice suit.

You are a
first-year resident.

You don't know how to deal
with the politics

of how this place operates.

I do.

This hospital needs
that sponsorship.

As doctors,
we vow to do no harm.

That means putting the lives of
our patients before all else.

Which is what
I'm trying to do.

But for some
inexplicable reason,

you two won't let me.

Exposure to Respiratrex
triggered Kimberly's

Duchenne's Muscular Dystrophy
and caused irreparable damage

to her heart.

A second dose could kill her.

Duchenne's is rare in girls.

If she had it,
we would know by now.

Show him the chart.

Multiple biopsy results
with elevated dystrophia,

which means her fate
is now in your hands.

So what are you
going to do, Doctor?

Give her 10ccs of Restanol.

Now, if you don't mind,

I have a heart
to transplant, Doctor.

Hey, Nostradamus, nice catch.

Starting tomorrow,
Dr. Harper suspends the use

of Respiratrex and
convinces the hospital's board

to break its contract
with the manufacturer.

Once word gets out,
other hospitals follow suit

and the FDA discontinues
the drug, permanently.

Thank you for having
my back in there.

Thank you for having mine.

Even when I thought
I didn't want it.

So, uh, about Eli?

Ever since this custody
battle started,

I've been preparing
for the worst--

life without my son.

It wasn't until today
seeing my father all alone

that I finally understood how
sad and lonely that could be.

He may not have been
the best father

or even a good one,
for that matter,

but he doesn't deserve
to go out

feeling like he's got no one.

Then you'll talk to him?

Get him to seek treatment,
like, today?

Already reserved his spot
with oncology.

They're just waiting
on me to drag

his stubborn ass down there.

You know, for a guy who
just saved hundreds of lives

over the next few years,

you don't seem very happy
about it.

Today was a lot.

Yeah.

What these doctors
and nurses have to deal with

on a daily basis,

the constant
life and death stakes,

those folks are heroes.

That's true.

But arguably, so are you.

Think about all the lives
that you've changed already.

I guess.

There's still one life
I'm worried about.

Ben.

Ever since I remembered
why I left,

I can't help but wonder,
what if?

What if the moment of truth
comes and I fail?

What if all of this was
for nothing and I let you down?

OK.

First of all,
I can save myself.

So let's just put that
on the table right now, OK?

But secondly,
if that time comes,

if I am in a life
and death situation,

I know I'm not
going to be alone.

I'll have you, Ben.

Just like you were there
for all of those people today.

You gave an estranged father
and his daughter

hope that they could
be a family again.

You gave a young woman
a second chance

at a lifetime
of possibilities.

You gave a man peace

to know
that the love of his life

didn't die for nothing.

And that is why no matter
what the future holds,

I'm not afraid.

Neither should you be.

Finally, someone
listens to me.

Captain Augustine, I was
really hoping to meet you

under better circumstances.

And yet, here we are.

I want you to understand
that I am only here

because Magic asked me
to honor your request.

There is an
incredible myopia that

has descended over all of you.

But you, most of all.

Do you really think
I wanted Ben

to come to me instead of you?

Do you think I was thrilled
that he walked into my life

and dropped a world
of problems in my lap?

Because I actually have a life.

Or I had one before he
showed up and told me a story

that made me drop everything.

So I am sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm not
particularly sympathetic

to your ignorance,
but in this case,

I can promise you,
ignorance is bliss.

What were you working on?

OK, why did Ben leap?

Why am I in danger?

If you weren't going
to say anything,

why did you want
this conversation?

Because I need you
to tell Ben to stop talking...

to you.

You need to go in
that imaging chamber,

and you need to tell him
that from now on,

anything he remembers,
he must keep to himself.

You want us
to stop helping him?

No, I want you
to stop doubting him.

You say you trust him.

Well, there is a very
good reason he didn't

tell you anything, Addison.

Because the problem
with information

is that the only place
we can really keep it secret

is in our mind.

Because once you say it
out loud to someone else

in a world with
a Quantum Accelerator,

everyone knows,

including the people
who sent Richard Martínez.

You want to help Ben,
you will tell him

to trust no one.

Even you.

Running a little
behind schedule.

Yeah, everything looks good.

Startup will be quick.

Ever seen one before,
Colonel?

Seen what?

It's far out.

Like something out
of a science fiction book.

Just wait until you see

what this nuclear reactor
can do.