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Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D...

- We got him.
- Hive.

He has to be destroyed.

Hive could create a virus
that transforms any humans

into swayed Inhumans.

If he finds a way to disperse it
high enough in the atmosphere...

He could infect a significant
percentage of the human race.

I told him everything.

Including the plans to the Zephyr.

And the fact that it has
high-altitude capabilities...

Hive has his delivery system now.

- I want to find Hive.
- And get revenge?

This isn't about revenge.

Hey.

You're in pain.

Please.

Take me back.

Interesting.

Your name...

Something pretty.

Not pretty like the sky...

A flower.

Daisy.

Please.

What?

What is it?

- I can't.
- What? Why not?

What did S.H.I.E.L.D. do to you?

It's not what S.H.I.E.L.D. did to me,
it's what that creature stole from you.

They made you impervious.

Please.

Just...

No.

Sorry, Daisy.

Once the hangar doors are open,

his monster patrol will storm the base.

Any idea how many Hive has infected?

Everyone in Quadrant D.

Along with agents O'Brien and Marshall.

Something like 20 agents.

It's 28.

Was that Daisy?

Perhaps this was always...

No more talking then.

Daisy's in trouble.

Sir, there's been a malfunction
in Daisy's containment module.

Did you check the feed from the plane?

Yeah, it's gone dark
after the earthquake.

So, either the primitives
found their way down to her, or...

- She found a way up.
- No.

Take a look. Report back ASAP.

Fitz.

What the hell
are your primitives capable of?

Well, it's hard to say, really. I mean,
these creatures are in their infancy.

You did create them, didn't you?

It was either that, or be eaten.

I never would have created something
so unsophisticated.

I mean, the crudeness of
these creatures is really quite...

Heart-breaking.

We'll discuss the consequences
of your science fair later.

Right now, we need to know
exactly what we're up against.

The primitives possess adrenaline-
induced peak human strength,

but rather poor eyesight.

They're connected to Hive
in the same way that Daisy was,

but they don't exhibit
any original thoughts of their own.

They have memories?

They possess memories of previous
talents, weapon skills, and the like.

We have 28 ex-S.H.I.E.L.D. agents
that know this base inside out.

How long before they find their way
through the hangar doors?

Several hours at least.

They may not have to.

They're in the vents.

Lock down the armoury.

Simmons, secure what
you can in the lab,

then rendezvous in my office.

Lincoln and I will protect
the nerve centre.

So I'll just stay here?

Daisy took the module into the plane.

To stop Hive.

You think that she can do it?

Get us some rope in case she can't.

You know, killing me
won't make the pain go away.

Or will it? I can't remember...

I don't want you to die.

I want you to suffer.

It seems you're the one who's suffering.

I'm sorry you won't feel our connection.

Pieces... Solving a puzzle.

But we must continue without you.

Bones don't hold me up.

I'm held up by all the parts
working as one.

Glad we found you, boss.

We've got communication coordinates
from the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

How did we manage to...

Right. That's how.

Absolution. I'll load the warhead in.

So, she, uh, back on the team?

I believe her presence guarantees

they won't try to blow us out of the sky

before we reach altitude.

What about the rest of these
friendly faces?

All but a few will stay behind

to destroy the last of S.H.I.E.L.D.

When in doubt, follow the leader.

Then try to keep up.

The armoury's up ahead.

I'll secure the weapons rack, but...

No. No. No.

Yo-Yo, what'd you do?

What'd you do?

I can fly this.

You have experience with this thing?

It looks a little sophisticated.

Between Will Daniels and Grant Ward,
I have enough.

Help me get her into the workshop.

They're right behind us.

Close the door! Close the door!

What the hell happened?

The primitives got to the armoury first.

Yo-Yo took a bullet in the gut for me.

Sir, where's everyone else?

Did we just stop mid-air?

I've transitioned the aircraft
into vertical flight.

We're ascending.

Straight up to 100,000 feet.

Calculations are helping me
collect my thoughts.

We'll set the timer to blow the warhead
at the optimal elevation.

Dispersing the formula
into the stratosphere.

And by dawn,

it will descend onto most of Europe.

Hang on. Hang on, hang on.

We're still riding
this bloody space elevator.

How are we supposed to connect
to all our new brothers and sisters

if we've blown ourselves to bits?

We'll drop in the
containment module to safety

before it detonates.

Unless you wanna stay behind.

Make sure nothing goes wrong.

Look. It's really bad.

She's bleeding out.

I can't see.

Hey, Electric Company,
can you light things up?

I got it.

That's not right.

She's bleeding way too fast.

Her metabolism must have increased
to compensate for her Inhuman speed.

Can you fix it?

If we can get her an injection
of acebutolol from the lab.

We can't get to the lab

'cause this idiot turned good agents
into kill zombies.

So come up with something else.

I have been kidnapped,
repeatedly threatened...

Yeah, well, Daisy said you were
more than happy to play mad scientist.

- Well, the alternative was death.
- I need tools, medicine.

Stop!

We can either argue or we can save her.

Not both.

We're trapped in this room,

so we need to stop the bleeding
with something in here.

You're gonna be all right.

I didn't say it was a good idea,
but it may be our best.

- It could kill her.
- We can do better.

Not in the time we have.

Hold this.

No.

Mack.

The heat.

There are a lot of agents still out there.

Are you sure you've stabilised?

Hey, don't do that to me.

Don't take a bullet in the gut for me.

I try and catch.

Too slow.

This is very impressive.

Is this the young Scotsman's work?

Huh. Of course.

You know if he has
a working model yet?

Are you serious?

Oh, this is stunning.

Must be looking for another way in.

What are you doing here?

Grabbing you, taking back the Zephyr.

- No, Fitz, don't open that.
- What?

I should be in here.

I'm a liability.

Okay, well, I think
there's some weapons in the back.

Guys, she's burning up.

Could be a sign of infection,
which means we'll need antibiotics.

And it's hot as hell in here.

Sweating like a horse.

It is. I thought the power was off.

The heating system is old-school.

It doesn't need electricity.

What, they crank up the heat?
Why would they do that?

Trying to flush us out?

Why else?

She's blinding them.

Simmons, genius, you say.

She must have figured it out.

Their eyes were damaged,
clouded over.

I suspected they could see somehow,
but it must be...

- Infrared.
- Must be infrared.

Clever girl.

Crank the heating up
to 100 degrees Fahrenheit,

and we're free to move around
as we please.

So you want us to go out there
on a hunch

and hope those things
don't rip us apart?

It's not a hunch, it's science.

It's a science hunch.

Doctor.

Well, we better follow him.

He has no idea where he's going.

It's like he scraped me
out of my own skull.

Even when I tried killing him,
he beat me.

My powers are nothing
compared to Hive.

I don't give a damn about your powers.

They're not what made you an agent.

- I did.
- May.

You... You have no idea what I did.

I have nothing left.

Then why did Andrew save you?

Yeah, you did a lot of bad things.

All you can do now
is balance the scales, do some good.

You wanna give up,
live in a box, go ahead.

But that hurt stays in there with you,
believe me.

Listen.

I may not always show it, but I...

May!

Wait, wait, wait,
if you kill me, you'll die, I swear.

I swear, I have
a weapon in place on this plane

that's designed to kill you.

So if you shoot me,

I can't tell you what that is.

- You won't see it coming.
- Leave him alone!

Giyera, listen to me, look at me.

You and I have a connection, right?

Not any more.

I swept the plane.

Didn't see anything.

I'm telling the truth, I swear,
you won't see it.

- Show me.
- Okay.

Okay.

Okay, just let me put this down.

Remember, we don't wanna hurt you
if we don't have to.

People that are under sway,

they're not in control of their actions.

They're not bad people.

Well, except you.

You were a murderous swine
before all this.

I did tell you a few times.

Well?

I'm okay.

We disabled the containment module.

Hive can't escape.

So you're with us.

You okay? You're shaking.

She's going through withdrawals.

Plus, the Zephyr
can handle high altitude,

but it's not designed for it.

It's sub-freezing outside,
which also means...

Air's getting thin in here.

So we should limit our movements

and try and keep warm.

So what do we do next?

This is as far as we got.

Seal off the stairs.

Not sure how long it'll hold, but, hey.

- Oh. Thank God.
- Thank God you missed.

Is she okay?

She's stable for now.

Have you seen the others?

I checked the containment room,
and by the looks of it,

Fitz and May
climbed up into the Zephyr.

Then there's hope they'll stop them.

Or be blown to bits.

Did you notice the heat?

I increased the temperature because...

We figured it out, yeah.

I did. Picked up on it straight away.

We'd make a pretty good team,
here at the Strategic Homeland...

What comes after "Homeland"?

Just say "S.H.I.E.L.D."

Are you all right?

What happened?

Mack lit me on fire.

It's a long story.

- She needs a hospital.
- There's no way out.

Took me a while to open
the lockdown window,

but it's a 40-foot drop.

What about the underground tunnels?

Sealed shut.

I have a way.

Hey, who came up with...

Fitz was inspired by your work.

Put a few new tricks up my sleeve.

- Remote Quinjet.
- Hell, yeah.

It's on its way.

But let's be clear.

I'll get you to Medical, to safety.

We'll contact Talbot,
have him authorise military force

to take back our base.

But then I take the Quinjet
to intercept the Zephyr

on my own.

Sir, I have to get to Fitz.

- You can't expect us to just...
- It's not up for discussion.

You're agents, I'm the Director.

I brought Hive to this planet.

It's on me to stop it.

Man, if May were here...

She'd give me a very dirty look, yeah.

Get them out, get them home.

But I'm not gonna lose anyone else.

I have to say,
I really enjoy the way you do things.

I'm starting to think clearly.

Adjusting for wind speed.

Setting the last of the coordinates now.

So, uh, when we blow this thing,

three continents worth of people

are gonna end up
looking like these buggers, yeah?

Even the ladies?

Look, I don't wanna seem ungrateful.

I'm pumped to be
changing the world and all that.

But down the road,

can we still look at
tweaking the formula?

I've had some not-so-golden-girls
in my time.

You know, too much booze in the mix.

I'm just trying to manage
your expectations moving forward.

It's done.

Let's tell Giyera
to prepare the containment module.

What is this?

Stowaways.

Tenacious little ratbags, aren't they?

Find them.

The Quinjet, it's here.

Yeah, the Quinjets fly themselves.

Director Coulson
must've called one, too.

They're ducks in a barrel
until they deplane, though.

We need to get to the docking station.

Let's just hope
whoever is on that Quinjet

has an idea about what happens next.

I know exactly what happens next.

You came alone.

I gave the order
for the others to stay behind.

I don't need any more agents
dying from my lapses in judgement.

So you acknowledge that you'll die?

I'm prepared to.

If you plan on blowing this plane up
with both of us on board,

it won't end this.

Millions will still be turned.

Yeah. They won't be handsome.

But at least they won't be swayed

and stuck with your winning personality.

I'll end you first.

And sense of humour.

Look, I'll do whatever it takes.

I crossed a line with you,

a line I vowed never to cross.

I hunted you down and killed you,

unleashing this Ward reboot
nightmare-hellbeast on the planet.

You give yourself too much credit.

Every Inhuman has a purpose.
My fate is to do what I'm doing.

Yeah, yeah.

To crusade for all Inhumans.

Your real mistake was opposing us.

It's ironic.

I actually set out to protect Inhumans.

In fact, lost friends over it.

Even good old Agent Blake said
my policy on the matter made him sick.

You're hiding something.

A few stowaways, yeah.

Probably already made
their presence felt.

I'm just here to offer a helping hand.

Pun absolutely intended.

Or have you given me exactly
what I need to finally defeat them?

Your body.

Oh.

I'll shed this host and take you,

then march down to announce
to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents

that I finally succeeded
in defeating the great Alveus.

The day is won.

No need to remain concealed
in the shadows.

Yeah. You sound just like me.

Oh, I will.

Once I'm in that head of yours.

I can't wait.

We're two sides
of the same coin, Coulson,

commanders needing soldiers.

The only difference is,
when you give an order,

your followers have no choice
but to obey.

But when I gave my team
the order to stay behind,

they just wouldn't listen.

They got out
right before docking was complete,

climbed along the top of the fuselage
to a maintenance hatch.

I'm just a distraction.

I said I was willing to die, sure,

but certainly don't want to.

I picked up this little move
from my misguided buddy, Blake.

Figured I could get an egomaniac

who'd been alone for 1,000 years
to chat.

Plus, I always wanted to do this.

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi.
You're my only...

He'll be coming soon. Let's go.

We need to get to the cargo bay.

Lincoln!

Ah!

I'll get the med kit.

Put him up against this wall.

Lincoln!

- Is he okay?
- Lincoln!

Stay with us!

Tell me he's gonna be okay.

He'll live.

If there's no internal haemorrhage.

Xylocaine. Sorry. Sorry.

Okay.

Stay with me, okay?

Yeah. You're okay, you're okay.

Hey, look at me.

You should be fine, but you need
to remain as still as possible

until we can get to ground
and properly dress it, okay?

I'm sorry, Lincoln. I'm sorry.

I never meant to turn against you.

- I never...
- I know.

I don't blame you. You weren't yourself.

I am now.

You never came to see me in my cell.

I knew what you were going through.

I think you needed time

to put yourself back together.

Did...

Did I ruin this?

Us?

I just think

we need to work on ourselves
before we can

talk about us.

Yeah.

The stuff that I did, Lincoln...

I can't live with it.

I remember that pain.

Sick with guilt, anger.

I know why you went to face Hive alone.

I tried. I tried to defeat him.

- I did, but I...
- Daisy. Daisy.

I know why you went to him.

Like I said, I've been through it.

I've hit bottom.

I know what it's like
to be so addicted to something

that you'd do anything to get her back.

Hive and his worker bees
will be down here any second.

And then?

Even if we could steal the warhead,

it's probably on a timer by now,
timed with their ascent.

I don't suppose
you came with any concrete ideas.

I have one.

Coulson's gonna need your help.
I don't know what he's planning, but...

I do.

What do you...

He...

He had the Quinjets fly here remotely,
right? So he probably...

Set new coordinates for outer space.

The Quinjet will disconnect
from the Zephyr

and then fly straight up
until it leaves the atmosphere.

If we can steal the warhead
and load it onto the Quinjet somehow,

it'll blow in the...

Vacuum of space and the pathogen
will disperse harmlessly.

Solving at least that part of the problem.

Wait. That's...

Where did you get that?

Daisy. What do you...

- I'm accepting fate.
- No.

Don't try to do this yourself.

Hive will come down here
looking for us.

If the others can keep him occupied,
I'll be able...

No, I remember what you said
about your vision.

Someone will be in that Quinjet
with the warhead.

Only if I have to.

Do not go in there.

That thing will fly itself
if nobody touches the controls.

I know.

I know what you're thinking.

You said you can't live
with what you've done.

But you have to.

Okay?

Promise me you won't try
to atone for your sins

with some kind of sacrifice.

Now all we have to do
is decide who goes

and who stays to hold off a wave
of primates and Hive the Terrible.

Well, I'd like to be in a fight.

Built this damn thing for a reason.

Where's Daisy?

I couldn't stop her.

He's here!

It's time to finish these guys off!

No.

He went for Daisy.

Well, isn't this poetic?

Feels like it was meant to be.

You're easy to find.
I smelled your blood.

Led me right here.

Every Inhuman has a purpose.

Lash saved me so I could end this.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has you
fighting their wars again.

We planned to end wars, remember?

Bring peace.

You mean absolute power.

Well, not today.

The autopilot coordinates
have been set.

This thing is going to outer space.

With you in it.

Ward is still here.

We'll just manually
override the controls.

That's why I had to come.

I shorted the manual controls.

No!

Lincoln. Lincoln, come in.

Damn it, Lincoln! Do you copy?

Lincoln.

I'm here.

What are you doing? This is crazy.

This is my purpose.

I know that now.

Why would you...

I was the only one
who could fry the manual controls

to make sure this worked.

To make sure
you didn't try to do this yourself.

No. No. It's supposed to be me.

I saw the future. This is my destiny.

Yeah.

Sorry.

I stole it from you.

This is not how it's supposed to be.

It should be me
to fix the damage to my friends, to you...

You can't just die for
me like this. It's...

- It's wrong.
- I don't know.

Saving the girl I love and the world
at the same time

feels pretty right to me.

Jet's shaking pretty good.

Lincoln, you're breaking up.

The communication system's dying.

I must have fried that, too.

Lincoln, I can't take it if you...

You can't do this.

I wouldn't have thought so either,
but here I am.

No, you can't. You can't do this.
Not like this. I can't just...

I can't just say goodbye...

I have too much I want to say.

Me, too.

Come to think of it, I just did.

I mean, I tried.

We didn't even realise it.

Realise what?

A moment ago,

that's the first time I said I love...

Daisy?

Daisy?

Try to sway me if you want,

but there's no turning this thing
back around.

I can see that.

I think we're already
gonna share a connection

as we experience the one thing
that's eluded me all these years...

Death.

Turn it back.

Turn it back. Turn it back.

I can't. Remote access is offline.

You have to. You have to.
Help me, Coulson.

Even then, the Quinjet is not designed
to manoeuvre in space, Daisy.

No...

We have to at least try...

He wouldn't want us to.

He's paying for my mistake.

No.

He's paying for all our mistakes.

Well,

I got to see the world.

It's beautiful.

Smaller than you imagine.

Yeah.

I only wanted to make it better.

I know.

To feel a connection.

But you must feel that already...

To sacrifice for them.

With all their flaws.

They're only human.

So, what now?

Hawkeye 665 just located a van

matching the description
of your suspect vehicle.

Hey, I got us some sandwiches.
You know, you should...

They're here. Early today.

Well, you should eat.

I will.

After the meet.

I don't know why you're so sure
today's the day.

I mean, you said the same thing
a week ago.

Just got a feeling.

Okay.

Well, I'm gonna eat.

I wanted to thank you.

The money was too generous.

And to help us relocate...

I was treated as a pariah back home.

Do you like animals?

Yeah.

Your dad made this.

It's a robin, like you.

She's here.

All units move in. Go, go, go!

You've been a real friend.

I actually wanted to introduce you
to a friend of mine.

He has a practise near here.

I think you'd get along.

He likes animals, too.

You're too kind.

I'm just keeping a promise.

Seal the perimeter!

But you won't find her.

Call the Director.

We struck out again.

That'll take us off her trail.

They'd call in the National Guard, yeah.

Where will we be assigned?

Guess we'll have to wait and see.

Welcome back, Dr Radcliffe.

Hold my calls, AIDA.
Today is a special day.

Where's my boy, Fitz?
Did he get the invite?

Leopold had to decline.

He's organising a surprise for Jemma.

Right.

Right. Well, we'll just have
to celebrate alone, my dear.

What will we be celebrating?
Today was your last day of hearings.

Yes, name's been cleared,
and a few stipulations, of course.

But that's not why I am cracking open

a 40-year-old Balvenie.

I don't see anything else
on the calendar.

I had hoped to bring Fitz in on this.

You are fond
of Agents Fitz and Simmons.

That I am.

Put the two of them together,
and you've got a younger me.

Plus, it would have been fitting.

This is based on
an old S.H.I.E.L.D. programme.

Poor kids have had a lot of friends die.

Maybe they didn't have to.

Is that what we're celebrating today?

The inclusion of your new colleague,
Fitz, on this project?

No, AIDA. Today...

Today is your birthday.