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Oh, God.

Mother and daughter again.

- What is this?
- Stay with the bodies.

She's the woman from the house explosion.
Head injury.

BP, 180 over 100 and rising.
Heart rate, 50. Dropping.

50 Lastex. 50 mannitol. IV push.

- What's going on?
- Sir, I need you outta here. Now.

FBI. She's in my custody.

Stop the infusion.

You! Grab her legs.
100 phenobarb. Now.

It's working.

Blood pressure's coming down.
She's settling out.

What the hell just happened?

Ancient Greeks had oracles, a band of
women blessed with the gift of future sight,

But, given the sublime possibility
to know what tomorrow might bring,

all the Greeks could think of to ask these
seers was, "What are our enemies up to?"

"How can we wage war?"

"What secret weapon can we use
to control the future?"

OK. Listen up, people.

Contrary to our initial announcement,
there is now little doubt that flight 760

was brought down by a previously unknown
group, and not a lone flight attendant.

We'll make a new announcement when and if
we get a handle on who these people are.

In the meantime, no leaks.
Is that clear?

We're moving into very strange territory
with this group.

So far, all the members
appear to be relatives, maybe sisters.

And their daughters.

The two women on the plane, the woman
hospitalised in the house explosion,

and the woman who died in the car crash,
all of them were with young girls.

Their daughters. Mary, the woman
in the hospital, is the key here,

- and I'd like authorisation to return there.
- You didn't have it in the first place. Slide.

As Agent Hollis has suggested, the scope
of this case has expanded considerably.

The two women responsible
for the plane crash

were in recent contact with the woman now
hospitalised due to a gas explosion at home.

At the site of that explosion, we discovered
disturbing evidence of this group's interest

in the viral outbreak that claimed the lives
of 70 people in the Northwest last spring.

Slide.

They stole these Level 4 containment caskets
from the CDC before the outbreak,

meaning this group is most likely
responsible for that event as well.

They're not who you think.
They're not terrorists.

Terrorism is being rained upon them.
It was not an accidental gas explosion.

It was an attack. And the woman
in the hospital, the lone survivor, alerted us.

Could you please put up the slide
of the bridge?

Her sister was forced off the road.

And a car parked
at the end of that bridge

drove off after witnessing the death
of another mother and a daughter.

Now, the plane, the house, the car -
they're all an endgame.

A deliberate annihilation of these people.
We should be asking ourselves, "Why?"

Agent Hollis, did you see this mystery car do
anything? Cos I didn't read it in your report.

They're not terrorists.

What are they, then?

OK, let's take ten, everybody.
Frank.

- Frank.
- What is Peter Watts doing here?

He's consulting for the Millennium Group.
What are you doing here? I sent you home.

Now, I know you have some issues
with the Millennium Group.

- You don't know them.
- Yes, I do.

They're ex-FBI family men, people
you and I worked together with for years.

They consulted here
way before you ever heard of them.

We have a relationship with them
like I have with you.

Now, this family, or cult,
or whatever,

seemed to be involved
in the outbreak last spring.

The Millennium Group investigated it.

They caused it.

- They caused it, Andy.
- What are you talking about?

That is just not true.

Please, do not repeat it outside this office.
I've got enough explaining to do.

The Group killed my wife.

Did you hear what I said?
They're dangerous people.

Frank...

You lost Catherine.
I can't pretend to know how that feels.

I liked her. I liked what she did for you.
She kept you sane.

And that's the damn truth.

You're constantly making decisions
that affect people's lives, right?

So I've gotta make split-second decisions
that could affect somebody else's life.

I have to react that fast.

Wait. Who are you?

Hollis.

- No one told me you were coming.
- I just wanna talk to her a minute.

Good luck. She hasn't moved
since they sedated her four hours ago.

- Get a doctor.
- Right away.

Jordan?

Jordan!

Jordan?

Jordan, you're OK! You're OK.

I was worried about you, sweetheart.

We were just at the park.

- But you're OK?
- Yeah.

- OK.
- Yeah, I'll get him.

Here, take this. It's for you.

Yeah.

I'm sorry for calling. Really.

But she's dead. Mary is.

I'm looking at the security tape.
Someone snuck in and infused her IV.

I think I saw the guy leaving as I got here.
If I'd been three minutes earlier.

- Two minutes,
- What are you doing there in the first place?

She's the one who knew
what this is all about.

Here's what I don't get.

Her last act before she dies, she turned off all
the monitors like she didn't want any alarms.

You think she wanted to die?

Look, McClaren has made it pretty clear
he wants me off the case.

You'd be better off staying away
from me.

In my defence, all anyone said
was keep her in custody.

Nothing about attempts on her life.

- What are you looking for?
- I don't know.

I keep asking myself,

why turn off all the monitors? Why?

Why shut off all the power?

What time did it say on the security tape
when she died?

Couple of minutes after four.

Then why is this set to 5.12?

Evening.

Are you acquainted with the regulations
on fruit transportation in this area?

- Not really.
- Oh. Guess not.

I'm gonna have to take that
and ask you to pull over for inspection.

Mother.

She's gone.

Anything else?

No, thank you.

Oh, good, you're there.
Sorry for bothering you.

Does 512 mean anything to you?

No, it doesn't, Agent Hollis.

You know those cinders we found
at the woman's house in Salt Lake City?

The ones that looked like
government documents? They are.

She made over 100 Freedom of Information
requests five years ago.

- What's her interest?
- It's hard to tell,

Someone's been very free
with a marker here.

Seems to be a government project
called Grillflame.

I'm not surprised
they're not upfront about it.

The CIA ran it through
the Stanton Research Institute.

- Yeah, it's right here. SRI.
- Yeah.

Are these women anti-government crazies?
Or is this worth following up?

I just think we've gotta
get someone to talk here.

I know a guy at SRI.
You talk to him.

His name is Tom Coty.
He's still a professor there, Listen, I gotta go.

Stay away from her!

I was hoping this place might be...

No, you were saying, by being here,
you know where she is.

- ...might be conducive to...
- I'm warning you. I will kill you, I swear.

- Calm conversation is the only reason...
- Get outta here.

- Stop the accusations against the Group.
- Facts.

Are you threatening me again?

- I'm worried about you. Everybody is...
- Hey! Listen to me. Cut your losses.

It's all in your head. You've been
telling people we caused an outbreak.

- We both know. Don't lie to me again.
- You're not hearing me. Stop, please.

I'm gonna prove it. I'm gonna be all over you.
You'll always know where I am.

Hey!

- Hi, Dad.
- Hi.

Hiya, Jordan. How are you doin'?

I wanna spend the day with you.
Just us. Yeah. What do you think about that?

What does he know?

Not much.

Not yet.

Dr Coty? Emma Hollis.

- You sure don't look FBI.
- You don't look CIA.

They built this just for Grillflame. Totally
soundproof, so they could concentrate.

Who could concentrate?

The remote viewers.

That's what the Pentagon called 'em. There
were six at the height of the programme.

They'd settle into a couch
in one of these rooms and just do it.

Do what, Dr Coty?

Project themselves outward and then
down onto some predetermined target

which they would proceed through
in their minds.

Just like we're walking through
this building now.

Project themselves? How?

Are you saying psychically?

- Grillflame was not psychic spies.
- Remote viewers.

Wait. This is for real?

Didn't work every time.
It mostly blew your mind.

What we first learned about
advanced Soviet weapons -

typhoon subs, T72 tanks,
microwave installations -

all of it was foreseen right here
in one of these rooms.

Psychically?

There was this one amazing viewer,
way beyond the rest.

A woman. Always used this room.

She could float down a hallway
7,000 miles away

into a meeting, read the name tags,
and what was written on the board.

Secretary of defence swore
she could see the future.

All anyone wanted
was more of what she had.

- Where is she now?
- Who knows?

Once you discover
space and time don't matter,

you can't really go home again,
can you?

- What was her name?
- Didn't use names. Just numbers.

512.

Did she have children? Daughters?

Because that would be one way for them
to get more of whatever they thought she had.

There were rumours.

Plane crashes, house explosions, car wrecks.
A lot of bad luck for one family.

So they are all sisters?

Nothing for publication until the gene maps
come back, but I'd say half-sisters.

- Same mother?
- Like I said, not for publication.

They're half-sisters, meaning four different
fathers. But they're all the same age.

How does that work?

You'd have to fertilise in vitro, placing the
embryos in four different gestational carriers.

- It's not possible.
- Why?

We're talking 30 years ago.
They barely did that stuff on cows back then.

Someone was doing it.

What about the children?

What about them?

McClaren's looking for you.
You've been AWOL.

Tell him I'll be right up.

I'm sorry, Agent Hollis.
Have you forgotten how this works?

See, I'm the investigator in charge, so you
don't flit off without telling me about it.

And when I say McClaren is looking for you,
you sprint toward his office.

Thank you.

Hollis, sit down.

- Where have you been?
- In the field, sir.

On whose authority?
Frank Black's?

No, but I think what he's saying
about this case is right.

Now, this thing started out
with a plane crash.

Not simple, but at least you could
get your head around it.

Now we've got yet another sister
very dead on arrival.

I don't know what's going on,
but I don't really think she did this to herself.

Baldwin, you keep working on the plane
crash. Hollis, I want you to get on this.

Can you believe it? The US Army, NSA, CIA,
Joint Chiefs, all hanging on every word

this woman, 512, uttered as she spacewalked
through East bloc military installations.

- I mean, spying. What were they thinking?
- That it was working.

Agent Hollis?

All right, thank you.

OK, here she is.

512.

Tower,

Look at that.

That's the room I was in.
She's 512.

Fans,

The Pentagon wanted more of 512.

They tried to reproduce her literally,
in some weird experiment.

Her daughters, targets now.

And their daughters. All down in that morgue.
That's what I think, anyway.

- No mention of offspring in the documents.
- There wouldn't be.

Maybe they're all sisters.

The women and the girls.

Grillflame stopped six years
before they were conceived.

- Maybe it didn't. Maybe it went underground.
- Underground? Where?

It's not a question of where, but why.
Why kill them now?

Tower,

Fans,

You said her daughter was
having a seizure in the hospital.

I can show you the tape.

Fans,

Vent,

Flowers,

She's remote-viewing from the hospital.

Viewing what?

- Who does she think she's talking to?
- 512. Where is she now?

Mother? Are you all right?

Square,

"Square"? "Swear"?

I still can't hear it.

Sq... square.

Square.

Square?

Square.

I'll go over these.

I've contacted SRI. They said they needed
at least 20 words from a remote viewer

before trying to pin down what
they were describing. We've got eight words,

followed by 100mg of phenobarbital.

Assuming this leads us anywhere
in the first place.

Mildred Carson, in her 40s, childless,
needed ajob. Her family was taken from her.

- Soon to be childless again.
- You think they're after her now?

Even if she is still alive,
who could she possibly hurt?

Something we're missing.

How many bodies ID'd from
the plane crash?

Last I saw, all but three or four.

This woman appeared on the passenger
manifest, should be travelling with a child.

Where is she? The little girl?

- They haven't found her yet.
- They never will. She's alive.

- No one could have survived.
- They took her off the plane.

These women hunted to extinction
have done a horrible thing.

They brought that plane down, sacrificing two
of their own to fake a death to save a child.

It's a smoke screen.

The little girl, the old lady, 512.
They're all that's left.

But who is doing this to them?
You still haven't told me who.

I'm cross-tabulating the words from the tape
with words in remote-viewing sessions.

It'll tell us targets described before.

I've sorted the targets by how well
they match up with words on the tape.

The words the woman in the
hospital used.

"Round. " "Square. " "Six. " "Two. " I matched
them against real military installations.

- What about this?
- "Missile Silo"?

Yeah. It makes sense.

Most are abandoned real estate. You could
do worse if you were... trying to disappear.

Missile Silo would be a great fit,
except... no "wings".

There is a searchable database of satellite
imagery of defunct military installations.

All right.

Switching.

If I can narrow it down to silos,
then eight words should be plenty.

- What's this?
- Locked out. Someone is using the records.

The Millennium Group.

That's who you think is doing all this,
isn't it?

Look at that.

"162." That's what she was saying.

They know where she is.

If the woman in the hospital wanted us
to know about this, why didn't she just say:

"We're meeting at MX-162. Check it out"?

They didn't know where they were going.
She was seeing it.

Before it happened?

- We're not going in without backup.
- Too late.

Frank, it's basic procedure.

- We'll run a serpentine cross. Cover me.
- No weapon. Bureau procedure.

Huh.

Now cover me.

You know, she wanted to be seen. She's
trying to draw us away from the old woman.

Let's split up. I'm gonna go left.

Stop! FBI.

Stop!

They're here to kill us.

Stop! FBI.

FBI. Drop your weapons.

I said drop them now!

- All I saw was a gun. I thought you'd shoot.
- Move away from your weapons. Do it!

I'm Joe Howe, Millennium Group.

Ex-Bureau.
We're on the same side here.

Snap 'em on.
Down on the floor. There.

Both of you. Use the pipes.
I wanna hear the click.

- Will you wait here until I get the others?
- Come on. Let's go.

Get back.

Oh, God!

Why does the Group want you dead?
What have you seen?

I need an answer.

The men who built this place

thought they could control the world
because they had their fingers on the button.

And now, no enemies, no wars.

No need for them,

But the men you knew
can't accept that.

Can't stop.

I see what they do in secret.

- What are they doing?
- They want the world to end.

You see?

No, I don't see.
I don't see anything at all.

Now... see.

I'm so happy right now.

Go, Frank.

Frank.

- Wings.
- Yeah.

What?

Nothing.

Hollis.

Frank asked to do it alone.

- We were on this together.
- I think he's right. Read his report.

His report?

My confession.

Conspiracy to bring down an airliner. You're
facing the death penalty. You know that?

I already was. We all were.

This thing we did.

To save the child.

Not for ourselves. For the future.

I'm sorry...

what the Millennium Group
did to your wife.

They won't let you go.

I'm not gonna let them win.

- What can I get you?
- A gift for my seven-year-old daughter.

I've gotjust the thing.

- How about that?
- No. I'll have one of these.

OK. Five dollars.

Where are they? I read the confession.
And I read your report.

Grillflame, the child, the elderly woman,
the Millennium Group.

No mention of any of them.

- It's a lie.
- That's why I didn't want your name on it.

Why are you doing this?

We were down there together.
They were shooting at me.

Why are you not telling me the truth?

A thousand years ago,
everyone thought the end was near.

And yet a few years after
the first millennium,

the world was covered
with a robe of white churches.

- So I guess everyone was wrong.
- No, maybe the end was near.

But it didn't happen.
Maybe someone saw a different future.

That's no answer.

What's that even mean?

We can see the future

in tantalising glimpses
that vanish as quickly as they appear,

A premonition,
not what the future is, but that it is,

waiting for us,

A reassuring thought,

This sight's a burden for some,

A duty,

The clear view of something
happening in this country...

that could never happen in this country,

Of forces we believe could not
gather here,

We sense the chaos,

We worry,

We wait,

Who's gonna see a different future?

I made this!