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(CELL PHONE RINGING)

This is Cameron.

Hello?

(PHONE BEEPING)

I'm looking for ice cream.

Uh, ice cream, end of the aisle.

It's time to kill.

Excuse me?

Hey, you free on Saturday, Hicks?

You want to take a shift for Hector?

Yeah, sure.

Time to kill, Hicks?

Pull the trigger.

Time to...

Kill.

ELDERLY WOMAN: It's time.

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Pull the trigger.

ELDERLY WOMAN: It's time to kill.

RASTA: Pull the trigger.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

RASTA: Pull the trigger.

MANAGER: Time to kill, Hicks.

ELDERLY WOMAN: It's time to kill.

RASTA: Pull the trigger.

ELDERLY WOMAN: It's time to kill.

RASTA: Pull the trigger. (GUNSHOT)

He's inside.

ROSEN: Well hello, Don.

Just come right in, please.

You eating grass again?

It's Asian pennywort.

It increases the blood flow

and oxygen to the brain.

It's quite an eye-opener. Want a bite?

I don't eat shrubs. For you.

Well, this seems...

Sticky.

No kidding. People are asking questions

to which answers are scarce.

Well, I understand, but my group...

Has deniability, Rosen.

It doesn't technically exist so you do this for me

and don't bust my balls.

So refreshingly candid, Don.

What the hell are you wearing?

I try to swim two miles each day.

Look, this is important. Lives are at stake.

Um,

that's not exactly coffee.

It's a kind of Ayurvedic roasted barley grain.

You're welcome to it, but...

By the way, Lee, get a new doorbell.

(SIREN BLARING)

Sign right here, ma'am.

You're lucky I didn't take you in for reckless driving.

I really appreciate it.

Can you do me a favor and take your glasses off?

(DISTORTED) Take this ticket and eat it.

There you go.

The carbon too.

Are you single or...

Have a nice day, Officer.

I spoke to Donna.

Have you seen my keys?

Uh, check the front cupboard.

She and Jerry want us to come to the shore this weekend.

Yeah, they're not over there.

They say they've been trying to get in touch with you.

I know.

Uh, they're not here.

It's just going to be more awkward

after the hearing when you're back on the job.

I know. Please, can you focus with me?

Help me find my keys.

Bill. Bill, stop. Just stop.

(SIGHS)

Eye contact.

Deep breath.

Have you checked your other jacket?

I've checked my jacket.

Your other jacket.

Right.

What do you know? This is why I married you.

(CHUCKLES)

Ah.

You okay?

I love you. (SIGHS)

I feel sorry for you, woman.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey, hey.

Thank you.

Love you. You too.

Say hi to Dr. Rosen.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTING)

You got a problem?

Rachel, where's your mother?

She'll be down in a second.

Hey, Sam, can you hem this for me?

Just an inch. Please.

Any shorter, it's a miniskirt.

It still covers my knees, Papa. Don't start.

And don't wait up, okay?

I'm going to be working late again, okay?

Again? Again.

What else is new?

Don't worry.

Be careful.

She's 24.

Breaking her mother's heart.

(INDISTINCT VOICE)

looking for a husband.

Not that she'd get one with her condition.

You almost ready, Gary?

SANDRA: Gary.

You want your cereal?

(TV PLAYING)

Here.

You'll like this one.

Mmm. Mmm. Omega three.

Omega.

Two fluid ounces.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Gary, stop watching the TV.

Or whatever.

(SCOFFS)

Poof. Disappear.

They're almost here.

(CAR HONKING)

Hey. Good morning.

Hey, Gary. Hey.

Cool jacket.

It's new. Yeah.

Touch it.

This is good for him, Sandra.

You know, it's human interaction.

It's normal activities. It's all good.

Okay. Now you're just trying to make me feel better.

Oh, well, you should feel better. You deserve to.

Well, at least I can get to the salon now.

He really hates that place.

I can drive. No, he can't.

He can't drive.

Yeah, I think your hair looks lovely just the way it is.

Thank you.

Have a good day.

Bye. Bye.

Thanks, Gary.

NINA: You should have made this coffee stronger.

Uh, you could make it yourself next time.

I'm putting my lunch in the refrigerator.

Hey, Gary. Okay.

Good morning. My mother doesn't want me to eat fast food

so I have to eat what she makes me.

Got it.

That's why my name is on it.

Don't eat what's inside my bag.

So, what you're saying is I can eat your sandwich, right?

No, don't! That's why my name is on it.

No, I changed my name to Gary too.

Bill.

It's a lie. What? I'm joking. It's a joke.

Conference room, two minutes, you guys.

You're not funny. You don't get it.

You don't get it. (CHUCKLES)

I don't get it? Nobody laughs. It's not funny.

Good morning, Nina. Bill.

Morning, sir.

(CLEARS THROAT)

My apologies for starting the morning so abruptly

but we have an urgent matter.

Rachel, over here please.

Um, what we're going to see is security footage

from a camera in interrogation room three

at Police Headquarters in Manhattan. Ready?

RACHEL: Uh, yes.

DETECTIVE: This information you acquired,

the encryptions were considered unbreakable.

PRISONER: Maybe it just came to me like...

Like the notes of a song.

Now watch this. This is where it gets interesting.

Uh, Mr. Keeler, tell us more...

Oh, I'm sorry. One moment.

Must be this input.

It's not the laptop.

If I fix it, I can get to drive the car.

Uh, well, we'll see.

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Dr. Rosen, how about you just explain it to us then?

Of course.

Um,

NYPD brought in a suspect involved in blackmail,

extortion and certain activities that caught the attention

of our generous patron Don Wilson.

It just comes to me like the notes of a song.

That's funny.

Mr. Keeler, could you, uh,

tell us more about the method you're describing?

I've already told you enough.

The prisoner was killed instantly.

I don't see a gun.

Oh, you fixed it. Wonderful. Uh.

It was the VGA display port.

Ah. Thank you, Gary.

Right, so Wilson was in the room, right? What's his take?

Uh, he's stumped.

The room was sealed,

single door and no windows

and no gun was found.

So maybe someone manipulated the footage.

All tampering was ruled out.

This is...

This is a classic locked room mystery.

Hate those.

So we need real eyes on the scene, right?

So, I ideally a CSI...

Real eyes?

Forensics team from Quantico.

Real eyes means real eyes looking real closely.

So we're on our own again?

Uh, I appreciate your patience, Bill.

I'm on it.

I fixed the TV, Dr. Rosen.

I fixed the TV, I'm the driver.

Absolutely not.

Shoot.

Does anybody have any change for the meter?

Change? Yeah.

Yeah, I don't carry change.

Don't you have a credit card?

Yeah. Yeah, they take credit cards. Okay.

Hey guys, take some change.

I'm going to see what's going on.

Nina? Yeah?

Can you get inside the room?

Stupid question.

I don't even think I'd know how to walk in those.

I've got a closet full of these. I'll hook you up.

Are you serious? Hook me up.

You want some stilettos, Gary? Yeah. Hook me up.

Do you mind if we take a quick peek?

Who are you with exactly?

We can't... We can't tell you,

but we can do things that we're not supposed to talk about.

That's why we can solve this.

It's okay, Gary. Also why you need to stop bugging us.

Gary, that's enough.

You have to let us do what we need to do.

That's enough.

(SHUSHES) It shouldn't be a problem.

Excuse me?

(DISTORTED) The problem is all the water you drank.

You have to go so badly,

it must be hard for you to stand there.

You really have to go.

I really got to go.

Take your time.

You did it to her, didn't you?

Dr. Rosen says that we're not supposed to use our skills...

Gary. Chill. Unless it's an emergency.

Chill.

We got five minutes. Tops.

GARY: I'm just telling you what Dr. Rosen said.

Gary. Please, just

look for clues.

(INDISTINCT VOICES)

Hey, what do you got?

She can't hear you. She's doing a visual.

Right. So I got details on the slug.

She can't hear you. You don't need to whisper.

Right.

It's a .30 caliber.

That's from a rifle.

Well, how did someone sneak a rifle in a room like this?

It's a good question.

Does anybody know where this vent goes?

Well, this is very dramatic.

Can't wait to hear what you've got to tell me.

Hmm?

Uh, the shooter was here, Dr. Rosen

facing east towards police headquarters.

Come here. I'll show you. Here.

Gary. Over here.

The shooter, he lined up his shot

aiming at a vent on the western face of the building.

That's exactly what I said.

She can read The New York Times from ten blocks away.

Let her roll.

He fired a single bullet.

The bullet entered the building at a 30 degree angle.

It traveled through an air shaft

and then collided with an interior vent at the interrogation room.

And ricocheted right into the victim.

Sorry, you forgot the part about

the bird that farted in New Jersey.

I thought that that was funny.

That's funny, a bird fart.

Thank you, Gary. Someone has a sense of humor.

Well, I like it,

but is there any evidence to corroborate this elegant hypothesis?

What about this for evidence?

Hey, whatever that is, leave it alone.

I'll be damned.

It's a .30 caliber.

Good work.

(CLICKING)

The clinical term for it is

hyperkinesis.

It's a rare condition, like someone who has perfect pitch.

Extraordinary balance, perfect aim.

And perfect synchrony between thought and action.

Like a Peyton Manning with a gun?

Yes.

Hyperkenetics often show

an impressive but sporadic aptitude for sports.

And not just riflery or hunting.

Table tennis? Figure skating?

Bowling, archery, ping pong...

Oh, ping pong is table tennis.

Rachel, um, did you get a peak at the bullet casing?

Um, I...

Uh...

There wasn't a print,

but I'm going to take a closer look.

GARY: Football, British,

golf, miniature golf.

Does he ever stop?

Hey, you shut up.

Gary, what did we talk about?

He started it.

And then how do we end it?

I stop.

So, um,

basically we're looking for an athlete.

And relatedly, someone who might have a predilection

to over-stimulus, self-medication...

Join the club.

Possible addiction. Even a criminal record.

So, we've got an athlete, drug addict,

sniper which means some sort of military training.

Starting to look like a real criminal profile, which would mean

this is almost like a professional investigation.

Whatever, Bill.

I'm going to go see what I can find out. Whatever, Bill.

Whatever, Bill.

Okay. Okay. I'll be back.

Gary?

I have a bad attitude.

♪ Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city

♪ Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers

♪ And ate all your razors while pulling the waiters

♪ Talking about Monroe and walking on Snow White

♪ New York's a go-go and everything tastes nice

♪ Poor little greenie

♪ The Jean Genie lives on his back

♪ The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

♪ He's outrageous he screams and he bawls

♪ The Jean Genie let yourself go

♪ Oh...

♪ Sits like a man but he smiles like a reptile

♪ He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition... ♪

Make this quick.

Look at these.

Japanese import, "Children of the Revolution."

Hard to believe Marc Bolan started his career in a skiffle band.

What do you want?

I want to know what you've gotten us into.

You know what you need to know.

I'm afraid I don't.

And I'm not going to move forward until I do.

You jump when... (CELL PHONE RINGING)

So hostile.

You weren't breast-fed, were you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever you say.

You think I'd put these people in danger on your word alone, Don?

Think again.

So, some answers please.

Okay.

Red Flag.

Chew on that.

The Alpha group? The extremists?

You call them extremists, I call them criminals, terrorists.

Yeah, but I thought we shut them down.

We did, but they're back.

And now they're expanding from networking Alphas

into human trafficking, drugs.

And murder. You saw the tape.

Red Flag put a bullet in our only witness.

Now you know what I know.

Can I...

Scout's honor?

On my mother's grave.

HARKEN: How long has he been back on active?

QUINN: Persky? A couple weeks, I think.

Well, he looks fine to me.

Two surgeries, I heard.

Do you mind?

Do I mind what?

Well, technically I'm not supposed to share it out of department.

This is a joint op.

I still do have my badge, all right?

Not if it was up to Persky.

Yeah, well, forget him.

How many of these damn things did you pull?

You wanted vets with PTSD and a list of priors.

That's not a short list.

What do you do, Bill?

On one week you come in,

you ask for a file on a 100-year-old Russian chess master

and now it's military snipers with a history of going nuts.

What is it?

I'm rehearsing for Jeopardy.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Any luck with those files?

Oh, yeah, thank you.

Don't forget who hooked you up.

Oh, this looks delicious.

Mmm.

This is really good.

Thank you.

Bill.

Rachel, where are we? Anything yet?

Um, well,

we didn't actually get a fingerprint off the bullet casing,

but I did manage to pull some biological residue.

Traces of citrus rind, nicotine, pharmaceuticals,

and, um...

Is there something bothering you, Rachel?

It's nothing. It's nothing really.

No? Oh.

Indulge me.

Please.

It's Bill.

He's... He's messy and he's rude and he just...

He takes things without asking and...

Yes, I... I, no, I understand.

Bill has some boundary issues.

Some? Well, we're working on them.

You know, the best thing for him is...

And for you, is to confront him

and tell him how you feel

or what you need.

No. Um, I just...

I can't. I'm sorry.

Yes, you can. No.

You did just now with me.

That wasn't so difficult, was it?

Yes, it was... It was... It was...

Oh, good. So you'll tell him.

Now you were saying.

Residue, citrus rind and nicotine?

Oh, yes, and an enzyme

found only in Caucasians of northern European ancestry.

So, our assassin is what?

A jittery orange eater from Norway? (CHUCKLES)

Uh, anyway, that winnowed our search down

from 10,000 to less than 300 suspects,

which I then cross-referenced

with Harken's list from the FBI

and that left us with 40 potential shooters.

Gary's checking their names for a match.

That's... That's great work.

Thank you.

It's going to make our job a whole lot easier.

You guys need to see this.

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN: (CHEERING)

Whoo! That's two strikes.

MAN: Run! Run!

(CROWD CHEERING)

GARY: Yeah, that's him. That's Hicks. Number seven.

NINA: We sure we got the right guy?

Is that him?

HARKEN: Absolutely.

Cameron Hicks.

He's the highest rated marksman in the history of the Corps.

Never fired a shot in combat,

but his testing is off the chart.

Something is wrong here.

A deadly assassin working in a grocery store?

A hot deadly assassin,

but why would he?

You're an absolute mess, woman. Have you no shame?

What? I like the blue collar look.

I know you do. And the bad boy thing.

I'm sure.

Please.

You're just grumpy. No, I'm not.

Yeah, you're grumpy. You should mellow.

NINA: You're hung over.

GARY: You always drink. I had one beer.

And... And two tequila shots. GARY: You like alcohol.

Which is like breakfast for me. Okay.

You drink beer for breakfast?

I like cereal.

I have a special mixture.

MANAGER: Hey, Hicks.

What are you doing here?

You walked out in the middle of last shift.

You never came back. You never called.

Uh, no, I, uh...

Look, I just, um, I stepped out for a minute.

You on drugs, my man? No.

I'm sorry. Company policy.

Oh, come on, look, you don't have to do this.

I have no choice.

Here he comes.

GARY: There, there he is.

He's walking south. Okay, Gary.

His... His apartment is five blocks south from here.

His apartment?

Rachel's at his apartment. Yes.

I told her in and out.

She needed a little longer.

Guys, in the field, when I give you orders, you take them.

They are my orders. Rachel, out now.

Rachel, copy? Get out.

Rachel, out of there now.

Rachel. Rachel?

See, she's not listening.

What about her cell phone?

Rachel. She's not listening.

Amateurs.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

There he is.

Keep trying her. I'm going in.

I'm on it.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hey,

you guys, I found something.

NINA: Get out of there. What?

Rachel, he's coming!

Get out of there! Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

FBI. Hold it!

On the ground now!

Okay! Okay! Now!

(GRUNTS)

Yeah, come on.

(GROANS)

What the hell did you do to my car?

Careful, Gary! Okay?

Ah!

NINA: You've been going for five minutes.

That's okay. I can get him.

You're spiking, okay? Rachel, what do you hear?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

He's running... He's running past a cafe

and there's a street musician in front

and, um, there's a street musician.

Okay, Gary, help us out.

Just left the park, heading into an alley three blocks north.

Okay. I'm on it.

No. No, no, you need to stay. You need to stay put.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Cameron, just stop.

Who are you?

Just wait. I'm not going to hurt you.

Why are you chasing me?

Why are you running?

(PANTING)

I don't know.

It's okay. Just calm down.

There you go.

You must be tired.

Exhausted, right? Yeah.

Little weak?

Just go to sleep.

Everything will be all right.

Just go to sleep.

(SHUSHES)

Just relax, Mr. Hicks.

Ooh, Dr. Rosen, what is this?

A lesion.

That's not more than a week old.

Prepare 50 CC's. Okay.

He shouldn't be here, Nina. That is my point.

Something's off. Of course something's off.

I whip out my cuffs,

the perp ends up in FBI or police custody. It's that simple.

Bill, I mean he had no idea why we were following him.

He's guilty. Okay?

He reminds me of the people I push.

He seemed confused, disorientated.

Yeah, it's called being a crack head, okay?

We're not talking... It's not as simple as...

Crystal meth maybe where you're from?

I don't know. Bill... Bill!

I don't know. Drug addicts? Excuse me, guys.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Nina, confused.

What do you mean?

I don't think he knew what he was doing.

You don't think he knew what he was doing?

Controlling the will of another mind is not a new trick.

Hypnotists, charismatics, religious leaders,

all of them manipulate the neural structure of the brain

to get their desired results.

Not to mention our very own Nina, here.

Now, it normally starts in the frontal lobe.

Nina's pushing, for example,

causes a micro-seizure in this region.

It's a temporary effect, which fades in minutes.

Not on me. It doesn't work on me.

You're right, Gary,

because the success of Nina's pushing

is dependent on the plasticity of the subject brain

so it's not always effective.

Right. What does this have to do with...

What does it have to do with the shooter?

This is the shooter's brain.

And here we have a mass of abnormal size.

My guess is that the induction in this case

is long-lasting and far more substantial.

All right, so,

what the hell does this mean? (DIALING)

That's a very good question, Bill.

Don.

Another donut shop.

Since they've opened, I've had to add

another 20 laps to my swim.

You know half these places are just a front.

We need to talk about the shooter.

One on every corner. More donuts than could possibly be consumed.

You know 40% of all small businesses

are owned by foreign nationals?

You know that's simply not true.

It could be. You don't know.

Tell me about the shooter.

He was brainwashed.

Why would you say something like that?

Because it's true.

I ran an MRI. He has an abnormal growth.

This isn't good.

Don, my team is at risk.

You ever heard of the Ghost files?

No, don't answer. Of course not.

What Ghost files?

I never asked you that.

No, I'm asking you.

What? What?

Why do I feel I'm in a Beckett play when I talk to you?

I don't know who that is, okay?

Murders, patsy,

innocent man on the street, a perpetrator we know next to nothing about,

but people end up dead.

Lovely.

A man we sent in to infiltrate Red Flag last year

died when a taxi swerved into him, killing them both.

Another one of our informants?

Gutted by his cleaning lady,

who then slit her own throat.

The only evidence linking these two killings?

A bump in the brain.

Not good is a bit of an understatement.

Well, I'm sure you can handle it.

You're always telling me how special your people are.

You could have told me about this before.

"I swear on my mother's grave."

She's cremated.

Go get the Ghost before he gets someone else.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

You're late, four minutes.

I got held up.

I couldn't get a positive ID on any of them.

Checked federal records,

other sources, even DMV,

there's nothing there.

They've been scrubbed.

This'll do.

I have one more thing to pass on.

Our superiors are worried and they want to accelerate the schedule.

I told them I work on my own schedule.

I planned this out with extreme precision.

Your arrival today has thrown everything off.

It was just four minutes.

I'll tell you what, it won't happen again.

No, it won't.

This time,

you will follow my instructions exactly.

ROSEN: Follow the light please.

And back.

Thank you.

Who are you?

I am a doctor.

My name is Lee Rosen.

Can you tell me what day it is?

I'm not telling you anything.

Look, this obviously isn't a hospital so who exactly are you people?

What's this?

You can trust me, Mr. Hicks. I'm trying to help you.

I'm giving you an injection of topiramate.

It interrupts the messages from your basal ganglia,

countering any effects

of forced induction.

But I am more interested in your blackouts.

You left work in the middle of the day?

How do you know about that?

What was the last thing you remember?

Please, Mr. Hicks, this is very important.

What was the last thing you remember before you blacked out?

My...

My phone rang and then,

oh, there was a sound like a tone or something.

And then?

And then...

And then I don't know.

I guess it was the next day.

And anything else?

Say, for example, aphasia?

Excuse me?

Difficulty reading, hearing wrong words.

How could you possibly know that?

Mr. Hicks, please, in your own words,

tell me what you experienced?

I, uh...

I couldn't, I couldn't understand what anyone was saying.

And all the words, even the ones on the billboards,

they just kept saying the same thing over and over again.

Look, what's wrong with me?

Nothing. Nothing?

If nothing's wrong with me, then why am I locked up?

You killed a man, Mr. Hicks.

Kill yourself.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, you don't drink that stuff, man!

No, no, no, stop, stop! That stuff's going to kill you!

What are you doing?

You can't drink that stuff! Stop!

(GAGGING)

(GROANING)

So you're saying I was brainwashed?

Yes.

The aphasia is incidental.

It's a mere side effect

of the location of the lesion.

Look, assuming I actually believe you,

why would someone do this to me?

Because you are an Alpha.

I'm a what?

You have a neurological difference

that confers some exceptional advantage.

But you're not alone.

Everyone on this unit is just like you, Cameron.

They are all Alphas.

No, I'm... I'm not an Alpha.

Disregard the term for the time being.

Surely you've wondered where your incredible gifts come from.

Is it normal to pitch two perfect games in a row?

And not throw another strike

until they boot my ass down to double-A ball?

No, it's not normal, Doc, but it sure as hell isn't a gift.

Your hyperkinesis, it's a delicate instrument,

and when it falls out of tune, it crashes.

All Alpha skills come with a downside, Cameron.

(SCOFFS)

I'm sorry, okay, this whole thing is just...

Yeah, it's hard to believe. Yeah, a little bit.

Now, would you do me a favor and buy me a soda?

Seriously?

Yes.

Please.

But do it...

Do it from here.

Come on.

Look, I'm a good shot, but that's impossible.

Well, try.

Okay?

Again.

Look, this is stupid.

Our minds are capable of so much more than you think.

Again.

No.

You focus on the moments

when your remarkable skill fails you.

But the potential is there. Clearly.

(CHUCKLES)

What do you want from me?

I know you didn't send your team out to hunt me down just to,

uh, give me this little therapy session.

You have barely scratched the surface of what you are capable of.

Okay, so if this Ghost is actually involved. How do you track him?

Well, all his former proxies are dead.

Mr. Hicks would not be alive if his work were complete.

If this Ghost was not planning on using him again.

So, I answer the phone then what?

Oh, you just go out there and kill someone else.

Bill. Sounds like a really good plan to me.

To answer your question, Mr. Hicks,

Gary is our transducer

which means that he can read a wide range of frequencies,

including television, Wi-Fi and cell phone transmission.

Except for Nokia. It's a different protocol.

So, when the call comes in,

Gary will trace the signal back to its source.

By scanning local antennae towers,

I can create a splash grid.

I'm the cold Charlie. RACHEL: What?

It's a way of flushing out snipers.

You put your helmet on the end of your rifle,

stick it out there, sniper takes a shot,

you clock his position, you nail him.

Helmet on the end of the rifle.

That's the cold Charlie.

And that's me, right?

Catches on quick.

I don't see that we have much choice.

You are aware, Mr. Hicks,

that if the Ghost is still out there, you are very much at risk.

Right.

Gary, you got a lock on his cell?

Yes, I do.

I'm not going to argue this point.

It's a process issue, Lee, okay?

We're moving into a whole new line of work here.

You can't hire amateurs for this type of deal.

I... I understand your frustration, Bill.

But they can't carry firearms. The equipment is...

Needs improvement, yes.

I'm actually jotting this down as we speak.

It's... You know it's very constructive.

Constructive?

Yes, I... I... I hear your concerns and I will address them.

You know what? You're using that shrink voice again.

What voice is that?

If you keep doing that, I'm going to hang up on you.

Are you anxious about this operation

or is it something else?

(SIGHS)

HICKS: Water okay?

Sorry, it's the strongest thing I got.

Cute kid.

Is that the ex?

Yeah. That's Patti.

Back when she used to put up with my crap.

Comes with the territory.

Yeah, Rosen gave me that speech.

Of course, the whole downside speech.

Spent more than five minutes with him, so why wouldn't he?

Yeah.

So, uh, what's yours?

What's my what?

What? No, uh, no downside for you?

Well, I don't count toothpicks or cut myself

if that's what you're getting at.

Yeah, no, but...

I live rent-free in a penthouse in Soho.

I do what I want, take what I need,

don't answer to anyone.

Except Rosen.

Yeah, I work for Rosen.

Yeah, so you answer to him. It's a job.

(SNIFFS)

All right. Just, uh, just punching a clock, huh?

Look, if there's something you want to know,

you just ask.

I'm just saying, most people, if they could do what you do...

Would what?

But not you.

You work with Rosen,

you're here helping me out.

(CHUCKLES) Maybe I'm just a really nice person.

I don't know. Are you?

No.

(CHUCKLES)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

What do I do?

Answer it.

Hello?

Okay, so, what do I do?

Give him the Topiramate.

You sure this'll work?

Yes, conceivably, one could also

stimulate a primal emotional response

to overwhelm the programing...

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa,

just back up. What?

Just give him the shot.

(GROANS)

Okay, you're fine.

Uh, Gary, any luck with the signal?

I got it.

I'll get in the back.

How are we doing?

Gary's tracking it. We're close.

It's there. This is it. It's here.

It's this.

Coming from the sixth floor.

HARKEN: You're sure? Yes.

Okay. We've got a midtown hotel location.

I'm going to put the team in place and move in.

Copy that? (STAMMERS) I'll be right there.

Nina, with me. Yeah.

Rachel, I need you stay here

and make sure the car does not get towed.

Okay.

Gary, I need you to keep feeding me intel.

I need to know if he moves an inch.

Yes, yes, intel. How can I help?

You... You can help by not killing anyone today.

The guy brainwashed me.

You take these off... Harken, I can help.

You can take these off when it's over.

Rachel. Let's go, Nina.

I'm going up to six.

Let me know when you get a room number.

Okay.

Can you hear me?

Uh-huh.

Yes, signal isn't moving.

I need a list of your current guests on the sixth floor.

Uh, I don't know what that is

and I'm going to need a search warrant.

Right.

Huh.

Look.

Here's my search warrant right here.

Here.

This is a search warrant.

Yeah, let me get that information for you.

I need a room number, Nina.

Yeah, I'm working on it, Bill.

Single guest that's been here for longer than a week.

Okay, I'm trying. Just give me one second.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

I got a bellhop here.

NINA: I'm almost there, Bill.

Just keep your panties on.

(SOFTLY) Nina, I need the number.

Okay, room 613.

Room 613.

Room 613.

That's the room the bellman just went in.

I'm going in.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Look, Rachel, look, he's going to need some help.

You've got to let me out.

Please. I can't.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

Get down! (GUNSHOT)

I lost him.

West stairwell.

Rachel, come on! He's getting away!

All right.

Get your guys to block all these exits.

Don't let anyone through.

Excuse me. What?

Tell your guys to block all these exits.

Come on! Get these exits blocked!

Here. I need this too. Okay.

(MAN SHOUTS)

Hicks?

I'm on it!

Hicks!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

(GROANING)

Hicks?

I got him.

HARKEN: Get up.

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

(GROANS)

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Stop!

I got him!

Stop!

No! NINA: Stop!

(PEOPLE GASPING)

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, my God,

he just jumped.

All right, copy that.

What happened?

Where am I? It's over. You okay?

Yeah.

Thanks.

(SIREN BLARING)

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

I don't know. It doesn't make sense to me.

I mean why would he jump?

You okay?

Yeah.

Just bad memories.

Right.

Oh, look, look, here's the angle of the shot.

Just as you said.

Every single moment was planned.

Well, I've had several patients

who have exhibited this kind of obsessive compulsive behavior.

I would like to take this with us.

Gray suits.

Gray suit, dark coat.

Look at this.

It's strange that someone with such a compulsive methodology

would deviate from it.

Using Hicks a second time.

Yes.

Whoever he was after must have been extremely important.

You okay?

I'm gonna be fine. Thanks.

You did good.

I made a mess of this thing.

Should have kept it more contained.

Yeah, I guess in that case you blew it.

We're heading back to the office.

Rosen wants me to stay and spin the story

so you guys go ahead.

Leaving the part about the Alphas and the brainwashing out?

Good luck with that.

Tell me about it.

You did a good job, Hicks.

Thanks.

Nina, I need both of you in the... In the van, okay?

Sure.

I was just trying to make sure no one got hurt.

No, I... I understand.

Thank you.

I have no idea.

You're asking me but I don't know, okay?

What are you looking at?

It would have been nice to get some scans.

You think so?

It also would be nice if I didn't have every department in the city

asking for explanations I can't give.

Why are you upset, Don?

Home team won this one, didn't it?

I can have two conflicting emotions at the same time, Rosen.

I'm complicated that way.

And don't think I forgot about your shooter.

I know how your mind works.

You do?

I'm coming for him.

Um, we should talk about that.

We just did.

Don, he... He was...

He was a big help to us

and I think I can help him.

I don't care. Go.

Something still does not make sense.

The Ghost chose proxies who were consistently average.

Housekeeper, taxicab driver, man on the street,

but this time, he chooses an Alpha.

Hicks is the only one who makes that shot.

Yes, and that's just it.

This plan is so complex and was executed perfectly.

It was bound to draw some attention.

Well, maybe he got sloppy.

(CHUCKLING) There's no...

No, that is very unlikely.

So, what happens to Hicks?

Wilson sends him to the compound?

Oh, I don't think so. He's not a prisoner.

And Wilson sees the distinction?

Well, there are rules, Nina.

And Bill is right. We simply can't keep him here.

Well, he helped us.

Uh, the man shot a federal witness.

The situation is a bit more complicated.

Was it complicated with me?

Nina, that was a long time ago before any of this.

You can't compare the two.

I think I just did.

Who's Tyler?

What's a southpaw?

(CHUCKLES)

He's my kid. He's a pitcher.

Gary, don't read my texts.

You still here?

Yeah. Rosen said he wanted to talk, so.

Maybe you should come back tomorrow.

I mean, he could be a while.

You think?

I'm taking Gary home. I'll drop you off.

No, Dr. Rosen is driving me.

It's a change of plans. We should go.

Yeah, sure.

Nice ride.

Thanks. I borrowed it.

No.

No. No.

Gary, you okay?

No, no, no. It's... It's back again.

Gary, what's back? It's back again.

The...

The signal. This yellow and blue.

The signal. The signal.

Hang on. You see something? The signal.

Gary, calm down.

It's the cell phone. The cell phone.

Wait, what? The Ghost?

Yes. Are you sure?

Yes. Yes, he's here.

Gary... Gary, look at me.

Gary, what direction?

It's there. He's over there. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Hey, take care of him and warn Rosen.

Gary, get in the car and lock the door, okay?

I need the keys.

No, just get in the car. I'm serious.

(SIGHS)

Ten and 2:00.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hello, Don. I know what you're going to say, but...

Rosen, stop. That's not what I called about.

We've got a big problem.

We've got the wrong body.

The guy who jumped off the roof wasn't the Ghost.

He's the damn bellhop.

Are you sure?

I'm looking at him right now,

which raises the question,

who was the guy in the room and where is he now?

We had it all wrong.

The whole case was a setup from the very beginning.

Why else the miracle shot?

Why choose an Alpha?

We were supposed to find it.

Hicks was the cold Charlie.

(GRUNTS)

We thought we were using Hicks to draw out the Ghost

but Red Flag was using him all along.

To identify their real target.

What real target?

Come on, Don.

Who's done more to disrupt Red Flag's operations?

Who's the biggest thorn in their side?

Us.

Okay, we don't have the Ghost, now the Ghost's after us.

How about your man in the room? Did he see him?

Rosen, what about Harken?

Can he help us out?

I'm afraid it's too late for that, Don! (GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMING) Be still.

Hey, let her go!

Not a step closer, Mr. Hicks or she dies!

Bill?

Bill, try and hear me.

Bill, I am your friend.

I am your friend, Bill.

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking you can make that shot without hitting her.

But I know you.

No, you don't know me.

I've researched you extensively,

without my hand to guide you, you're helpless.

Every time the pressure's on, you fall apart.

I am your friend, Bill.

Bill, kill me, please.

Kill us all.

NINA: Stop!

Bill.

(DISTORTED) Look at me.

Listen to me.

Don't do it.

Don't kill him.

It's not working, Nina.

He's... He's too far gone.

Bill, Bill, please.

You know who I am.

I am your friend. Bill, please.

(GROANS)

The only way you make that shot is if I tell you to.

You let me go, I let her go.

It's as easy as... (GUNSHOT)

(GASPING)

Are you okay? Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

You're on the wrong side of this, Hicks.

What?

You're on the wrong side of this.

There are still a few traces of anomalous activity

in the pre-frontal cortex

but it's substantially diminished.

The lesion seems to be dissolving.

And you, how are you?

I'm going to be okay. Good.

The side effects shouldn't last more than a few days.

But you have experienced

significant trauma

and in the coming weeks,

you may find emotions welling up inside you.

Right.

Feelings of, uh...

Of sadness, and of course fatigue.

I'll keep that in mind, Oprah.

My door is always open, Bill.

Thanks, Dr. Rosen.

How are you?

I heard you snuck one on me.

Glad to see you're back to normal.

Want a ride, Rach?

(CROWD CHEERING)

He has your arm.

Yeah. Not quite.

Maybe with practice.

Maybe.

It's hard being apart from them, isn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, but I get it.

I drive her nuts.

Well, it's not entirely your fault, is it?

Patti has no idea what you go through.

Something you want to tell me, Doc?

There is so much that I can do to help you.

There's much that you could do to help us.

Yeah, I know.

And look, I appreciate it.

Really, I do, Dr. Rosen.

I know you got my back.

I'm not asking you...

No, I know what you're asking.

Believe me. I get it.

But I worked for the government before.

It didn't really turn out... Cameron.

The thing is I just, uh...

I've kind of always been better off on my own, you know?

Of course. I completely understand.

Thanks.

But, you did murder a federal prisoner.

But I...

I couldn't control that.

I mean you... You of all people know that.

I know that and you know that,

but there are other parties that might not be so understanding.

No, the best place for you now is with us.

Where I can protect you.

Come by tomorrow. We'll get you situated.

You're back on the mound, Mr. Hicks.