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I want to see him.

The plane's ready to go.

I can handle this, Peter.

You don't have to have any part in it.

Yeah, I do.

Awful. Did the police, you know, say anything?

Engine fire? Accident.

Tragic accident.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I tried to stop him.

I'm sorry.

Stop who?

Hello, Samuel.

This is Tyler.

Oh, good. You remembered.

Get everyone to safety.

Not too far. Understand?

Let's go.

I'm just delaying the inevitable.

You could have killed Doyle. You didn't. I'll get to him.

I'm much more interested in you.

Memories were a little fuzzy, like an orange that's been left out too long,

I could still find my way back.

Thank you. My pleasure.

It's been a while since my body and mind were together.

It would be a crisis for a lesser man having your soul ripped out of you, but

not for me.

I returned.

With one simple, singular thought. I know. Wait, don't tell me.

Fun.

Feast.

I love what you've done with the place.

You brought a lot more people in here.

You're gonna make me a lot more powerful.

No, it makes me more powerful.

I got big plans for you.

kill me now you'll never know what could be everybody has big plans for me i

think that's all people have

Wasn't expecting to see you.

Thought I'd give you a lift.

Oh.

You don't want to ride?

I, uh... I'd actually prefer if you didn't come.

You lied to me.

Once again.

About Nathan's death, about what you did.

It was Siler.

Did you forget that it was Siler?

Do you forget what he did to me?

No. He attacked me.

He cut open my head.

He killed my father and you.

You dressed him up in Nathan's face and I hugged him.

And I felt love for him.

We did the wrong thing for the right reason.

We found a way to contain Tyler and to keep Nathan alive at the same time.

Claire, it didn't work. We shouldn't have done it. You did.

And I need time to grieve without being reminded why.

I keep looking up, too, hoping to see him.

We never have been very good with death, have we?

Or its complications.

Can't have been easy for you, covering this all up with Noah.

How are you? Okay.

I'm okay, Mom.

Nathan was a better liar. Must have gotten that from you.

I'm sorry.

You don't deserve that.

No, sure I do. I deserve every ounce of your wrath.

No, you don't.

I just want to put my fist through a wall right now.

No, you want to put a fist through Siler.

What do you want, Mom?

Don't do it.

Nathan was right.

You need to fight the good fight.

Revenge will only get you killed.

And I cannot bear to lose you, too.

Claire's here.

Hey. You, uh, you want to help me in the kitchen?

You trying to escape?

As quickly as possible.

Hey, guys, why don't you take a break?

Thanks.

Hey, where's your dad?

I didn't see him out there.

Uh, I asked him not to come.

Uh, you pissed.

You're not?

Oh, I am.

Good, because you're about the only person who's on the same page as me.

That's a hell of a lie.

Trying to protect us.

Yeah, that's fine. I get that.

I mean, did they really think that they were going to get away with it?

Forever? That we would just never find out?

Ow!

Damn it!

It's not healing.

I have the Haitians.

Power, I'll, uh, sorry, I'll turn it off.

No, don't, don't.

Let me find you a band -aid.

A band -aid? I have not used a band -aid in forever.

It's nice to feel pain.

Feel normal.

Or anything but normal.

Morning Nathan could not be more ordinary.

That's what we're here to do.

To cut lemons and limes and remember that

stupid jerk.

I can't believe he's gone.

Well, I hope he could find heaven because he was a terrible navigator.

I mean, for a guy who could fly.

Why are you laughing? What's so funny?

He gave me endless grief for dating a guy who could fly.

He said I had daddy issues, which I do.

Whatever happened to that kid?

What does it mean?

Wet. Because NYU were Facebook friends.

Tonight's telling stories makes it a little easier.

What about you? You must have a million of them.

Get fooled again.

Iron Maiden, seriously?

Just a little nickname that you earned back in the day. It's a compliment.

What are you doing here now? Aren't you supposed to be at Nathan's wake?

Claire didn't want me to come.

You have the sodium thiopental?

You want to talk about this? There's just nothing much to talk about. I

her. She's angry. I don't blame her. Maybe if I had followed my gut on this,

whole thing wouldn't have happened.

So the truth serum's for you. You're going to confess everything to Claire?

Not exactly.

Do you remember the speedster down in Miami?

Carlos? The Cuban Missile Crisis, we couldn't figure out how to stop him.

it turns out that speedsters don't like the cold.

Or Quaaludes, but mostly the cold.

Tightens their muscles, slows down their heart, levels the playing field.

Meet Edgar.

He's going to tell me everything he knows about the carnival.

Needle?

Why did you put Siler in my trailer? Because you're going to help him.

He's not... Dead, no.

No, he's amazingly resilient.

Muscles knitting back in the flesh.

But even though all the parts are back into place, there's something wrong with

him. Well, yeah, he... No, not that.

He had the chance to end me, and he couldn't.

He's different.

Not the cold -blooded killer, not the blank slate.

Then what?

That's what you're going to find out.

And how we can use that to our advantage.

How am I supposed to do that?

With your charming personality.

I'm not some piece of flesh you can just toss around.

He didn't seem to mind the last time he was here.

Don't be petulant. It's ugly.

Everyone has to do their share.

I know the rules.

If you had strength, I'd put you in construction. If you had the wisdom,

teach the children. But no.

These hands are meant for a softer train.

flying out the demons that haunt men's souls.

Your skin is so soft.

Like a baby.

What are you doing?

I'm going to help figure out what's wrong with you.

There's nothing wrong with me.

I heard differently.

You couldn't kill Samuel.

You're lonely.

And you're afraid you're going to die alone.

But you want love.

You just don't think that you deserve it.

Do you know what I do to people like you?

You cut open our heads.

You steal our powers.

See what people want.

I see what you want.

I got your powers.

I don't need to kill.

That's just something I like to do.

Not anymore.

You're impotent.

I tried to find a photo of you, but... There are none.

None of the illegitimate daughter.

Nathan wanted to acknowledge you.

But you convinced him that it would tarnish his career. I know. I've heard

story. You're angry?

I'm disappointed in you and my dad.

I'm supposed to look up to my elders, yet I can't believe a word that comes

of either one of your mouths.

Well, I can't blame you, Claire.

But you do have a good head on your shoulders. You've grown into a fine

woman.

It's Peter I'm worried about.

Wow, that I actually do believe.

He's empathetic beyond his years, but now it's his time to grieve, and he has

absolutely no idea how to go about it.

He needs a shoulder to lean on.

Yours.

You're his mother. I am.

But like you, I'm afraid he will never trust me again.

He'll listen to you, Claire.

He's up on the roof, listening to that police scanner, looking for justice.

Please help him.

55 standing by. In position outside South Corridor. No sign of suspect or

hostages. Waiting.

I need you to keep breathing. Just

breathe.

Claire? What are you doing here?

I followed you.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Claire, I'm helping.

So are you. Come here. Give me your hand.

Put it right on that. Right there. Don't move.

Claire, this is Wendy.

Hey. Hi.

Don't worry about the blood.

Just keep the pressure on, okay? And don't move.

Wendy, what did you say this guy's name was?

Uh, Adam Malamute.

He got fired and then he just went crazy.

Just relax.

I'll take care of it.

Peter, you can't do this.

It's a little late for that. Peter, wait. Why are you doing this?

Because I need to be more than a band -aid, Claire.

Wait! I'm the one who can't get hurt by bullets!

Just take a deep breath in through your nose, out through your mouth.

Try to stay calm.

Where's Samuel?

What's he planning?

What does he want with Claire?

I don't know.

I swear.

Nice weight.

Good balance.

Sharp as hell.

You make this yourself?

Oh, this is fine work. I'm impressed.

Hey.

Is this the knife that cut me?

Yeah.

Let's start again.

Where's Sam? Noah, can I talk to you?

I set you up like this albacore. That's Toro. And this has nothing to do with

revenge. You sure? Because his face looks an awful lot like revenge. I just

some answers. I know you do, but I can tell you that torture doesn't work.

Look, I might have been the Iron Maiden back in the day, but I have changed. And

you may think that I'm shoving my liberal agenda down your throat, but you

losing your target. You're emotional. I'm not emotional. You're worried about

Claire? What Samuel's done to her, said to her, and these medieval tactics

aren't getting you anywhere with either of them.

Thanks for the sodium thiopental.

Stop using him as a punching bag and start talking to him.

There's a story you're not getting here.

Try to be objective. Look at the facts and the situation.

He doesn't have a compass.

Why doesn't he have a compass?

Honey tastes sweeter than vinegar, I promise.

The hell are you?

Don't worry about her.

There you go. You just keep that gun pointed right at me.

You work here?

No.

I'm just like you.

Having a bad day.

The worst, in fact.

You see, I just buried my brother.

He was murdered.

And if that's not bad enough, I had to stage his death.

Like I'm some kind of mobster or spy, but I'm not. I'm just some kid from New

York City.

I know everyone expects me to shake hands and pretend like everything's

but it's not. It's far from that.

Why are you telling me this, man?

Because I understand where you're at right now.

You want to punish the people that have hurt you.

I know what that feels like.

I want to torture the guy that murdered my brother. I want to make him scream.

That's all I can think about.

But I'm trying to be hopeful.

I'm trying to be strong even though I feel myself slipping.

Look, I promised my brother that I'd be a hero.

Don't make me a liar.

Not today.

It hurts every time.

Well, it's supposed to. That's what happens when you take a bullet.

I thought I'd get that first.

I did take him down, though.

Yep. Same thing.

Now it's your turn now, Claire.

Come on. Help me out.

I don't think that's going to solve anything, is it?

What are you talking about? Quit messing around.

I'm messing around.

What about you, huh?

Running into danger, going off after Siler?

You're not going to do anything but get yourself in trouble. You've got to stop.

No. You have to. I can't.

I'm not always going to be here to be your personal safety net.

Yes, this is a good ability to hang on to. And even if you do, then what?

Huh? What kind of life is this?

Human pincushion. If I keep moving, if I just act

on instinct, I don't have time to think.

What about Nathan?

Nathan would be so pissed at you right now.

Lie to yourself, lie to us.

You're not honoring his memory. You're avoiding it.

If I think about it, then it's real.

If I'm the one, it's real.

I miss him.

I know. Me too.

You like tea?

Stupid question. You're British. Here.

Drink up. You must be freezing.

I thought the skirt was the good cop.

Oh, the skirt is the good cop. Trust me, this is our idea, the two of us

talking. If it were up to me, you'd be down six fingers by now.

I spotted you as I came out of my daughter's dorm. I figure your top speed

somewhere between six, seven hundred miles an hour. More?

You could have killed me at any time. Flew past, gutted me.

Wink of an eye.

But you want me alive.

You need me for something.

What is it?

You don't have a compass.

You can't get home.

What are you doing out here?

X out.

What did you do? Found out that Sammy killed his brother Joseph.

He convinced the lot it was my fault.

And they just believed him on his face, though.

What's he planning?

What's he going to do with them? Is he recruiting more?

I don't know.

Sammy's all about saber wrestling.

He ordered me to kill Danko.

To slice up your gut.

Sorry about that.

You don't seem like a hitman to me.

I'm a juggler.

Joseph taught me.

Called it the most useful skill a man needs.

A juggler? You can keep a chainsaw, knife, and torch in the air.

You can balance anything.

But you're all out of balance. You're exiled. You're lost.

Why did you attack me?

I thought if I caught the boogeyman, brought you back to Samuel, he'd take me

back. You'd go back to Samuel even after he killed your friend and blamed it on

you? I'm afraid of what he's gonna do to my friends.

Where he's gonna lead my family.

That makes two of us.

We can help each other here, Edgar.

Enemy of my enemy makes us... less antagonistic.

We could stop Samuel together.

Before he... has a chance to hurt the people we love the most.

This ain't that taste gone cold.

Well...

Fresh

out of it.

You destroyed the last batch.

Then make more.

You want a tattoo?

You want to find out where you're supposed to go next?

I say you're already here.

I don't think so.

I know why you can't kill.

Lydia told me everything.

I doubt she told you everything.

You think people are lying, manipulative bastards, and I'm just trying to con

you. Aren't you?

You're hurting. You need a friend.

Even though I tried to kill you? Especially because you tried to kill me.

You're not special. You're like everyone else. We all need people who understand

us.

Care for us.

Who is she?

Vanessa.

The love of my life.

I'd move mountains for her, if she'd ask me.

Haven't seen her around here.

She's not.

She's out there.

I'm afraid she'll reject me.

For who I am, for what I've done.

That's the way you think, too.

That no one could love you.

Stop pretending like you know who I am.

You have no idea.

I know Hiro Nakamura said you're going to die alone.

And it's haunting you.

I know you.

I am you.

I'm not a good guy, but I'm not all bad either.

I found love and forgiveness and acceptance right here, and you can too.

If that's true.

Let the tattoo show me and I'll stay.

What?

You afraid I might see something else?

I'm a carny.

I live for games of chance.

You sure we should have him up here?

Trust begets trust.

I've never had miso soup before. It's good.

Thank you.

No, thank you, Edgar.

This is invaluable.

Now we know what we're up against.

The problem, of course, is finding it. Claire has a compass.

No. I'm just saying. I'm not putting her in the middle of this.

You must have a way to get back in.

Lydia. She has no great love for Samuel.

Good.

Good. Okay, we're going to isolate Samuel here in this backstage area,

targeted. And nobody else gets hurt, right?

Ideally.

We're going to do everything we can, but this is a raid. When it's over, I

promise you, we will take care of everybody. We'll find them all homes.

They've got a home.

The carnival's our home.

Samuel's the problem. If they're wrapped around his finger, he's going to use

them to protect himself.

They're lambs.

They now know better.

He's brainwashed them, Edgar. Look what he did to you. He turned you from a

juggler into an assassin.

Even if we stop Samuel, can you promise me that somebody else won't just take

his place?

I know that you think of this as a family, but it has a lot more in common

a cult.

Your friends need help.

They need to be left alone.

Left alone.

Out in the open.

Makes them targets. I have never seen that end well.

But by separating them, by reintegrating them into the real world, we can make

sure that this doesn't happen again.

What are you doing, Edgar?

It was a mistake coming here trusting you.

I won't let you hurt my family. Okay, Edgar, just slow down.

You're not a violent person. No.

You are.

to force it. Just let it happen.

Isn't that interesting?

I like it better up here than down there.

I have a love -hate relationship with rooftops.

You gonna go back tonight?

Yeah, we've got school tomorrow.

Unless you want me to stay, which I can.

No, I'm cool.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Because I've got to trust you.

Can't have you lying to me, Knight.

I'll always be honest with you.

Promise.

Strange request.

Um, your boyfriend.

What?

Could you call him for me?

Yeah.

What?

We had everything we needed to end it, and I blew it.

You're being hard on yourself.

I thought the expression was too hard on yourself.

No, no, I said it right.

Still think honey tastes sweet?

I still think it was the right move, yes.

Look, I've seen this before with other cult leaders. Samuel has done a number

Edgar. He's got his hooks in all of them.

You mean Claire.

Yeah, I mean Claire.

You're still her father.

You're the only one she has left, and she needs you.

You know, the thing about burnt bridges is they can be rebuilt.

In the library studying late.

Gretchen.

Hello cheerleader.