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Previously,
on Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D...

- Wow. The Patriot!
- Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D.

- We're both S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
- Yes. Oh, thank God.

- Do you know me?
- I'm sorry.

That's what the other agent told me
to say.

Hydra thanks you for your service.

Today, for the first time,
I couldn't look my little girl in the eye.

I need to make that right.
I'm here to help.

This woman is not from here.
She crossed over, from the other side.

Madame Hydra? She's... she's messed
with his mind.

Fitz would never hurt an innocent woman.

No!

I guess you don't know me at all.

I don't know.

- You think this sells it?
- Honestly?

- Feels a little fake.
- You're right.

It looks staged. Needs a little...
something.

I was thinking busted headlight.

You know, I admire you
for volunteering for this, Coulson.

We need all the fresh faces we can get
for undercover work.

Uh. Yeah, I could do an accent
or another language, maybe.

- My Spanish is mucho bueno.
- Just act natural.

Just get them to stop the bus and open up.

- Hopefully, Skye's on board.
- Well, she might be if she's been assigned

to re-education at one
of Hydra's prison camps.

But rescuing Skye is not the mission.

- There's another prisoner I want to find.
- Does Ward know that?

Yeah. He didn't take it well.

His head hasn't been in the game
since the Doctor shot that woman.

To be fair, that was rough to watch...

for all of us.

That, uh, Jemma Simmons,
how well do you know her?

Well enough to know she's on our side.

You know, she claims that the Doctor
isn't evil, that he's been brainwashed.

- Do you buy that?
- I've heard crazier things.

Hmm. Well, crazy or not,
I want to know what else she's hiding.

Squid-mobile coming your way.

Here we go.

Hey!

Hey! There's someone trapped in the car!
I need help!

Hands on your head.
Down on your knee, or you'll be shot.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't see the car,
I swear.

I think she was drunk or something.
She swerved right into me.

Little heads-up would be nice.

Skye?

I hope not.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- Why are you doing this, Fitz?
- It's Dr Fitz.

And unlike the men who just left,
I know the truth about you...

and your world.

- You mean our world?
- Ah, don't try that ploy with me.

- I know you replaced the real Skye.
- Replaced?

- Is that what she told you?
- Somehow you conquered Hydra

in your world, and now you want
to conquer ours.

All I want is to get out of here.

Tell me where the Patriot is.

- I don't know.
- Did he come from your world, too?

We all did, you included.

- And the other subversive, Jemma Simmons?
- She's not a subversive.

- Where is she?
- If I knew, I would tell you...

because if anyone could get you to wake up
and realise that this nightmare

isn't real, it's her.

She loves you and you love her
and she's a real person,

not a Hydra murder-bot who's got
your brain...

The carrot or the stick?

When neither motivates the truth,
we face unspeakable choices.

What happened to you, Fitz?

This is my home.

I'm not gonna let you destroy it.

We'll get to yours first.

And when we do, the Patriot and all
of his kind...

will pay for ever setting foot here.

I should've had better judgment that day.

Best not to dwell on the past.

- What's important is our future.
- No.

It's the present we need to worry about.

The Inhuman threat keeps growing.
The Patriot hijacked a prison transport.

It's time we take him out.

I admire your resolve, Agent May.

The truth is, we may have a weapon
that can beat him...

but there are risks involved.

It's only a risk if you have something
to lose.

Are you volunteering for the task?

Hail Hydra.

- Where did they come from?
- We intercepted a bus

on the way
to a Hydra Enlightenment Centre.

- Your girlfriend, Skye?
- No, thankfully.

- Where's your daughter? How is she doing?
- I don't know. She's still rattled.

She hides it, but they came into our home,
you know?

Well, she's definitely safer here
than there. You both are.

Look, this... this is all new to me but...

I want to help. I owe you that.

You can start with the bus outside.
We need to switch the plates,

- the digital tags, and wipe the GPS.
- You're gonna put it to use?

One of our operatives got caught trying
to smuggle out intel

on a new Hydra weapon. They've got
him locked up at the centre.

- The bus is our way in.
- 'Nuff said. I'm on it.

You get anything more out of that woman,
Miss Simmons?

No. She's stonewalling me.

Not for long.

Here. Let me get you
a couple of blankets.

- Did you find Daisy?
- No, just a bus full of dead bodies.

Binary ones and zeroes can't die,
nor do they feel the cold.

- Maybe we keep that part between us.
- We're wasting time.

We should be focused on getting Daisy back
and escaping this horrible place.

Well, we can't do that
without Mace's help,

- and he's already suspicious of you.
- I'm going to tell him the truth.

- Not a good idea right now. Trust me.
- Mace is risking his life going

on these pointless missions. So are you.
They don't matter in the real world.

If you put it like that, "the real world,"
he'll never buy it, the Doctor,

the creepy robots, the blue soap,
none of it.

- He deserves to know.
- He doesn't have fragments of memories

to draw on. Neither does Ward.
They're not like me.

No, no one is, unfortunately,
especially not Ward.

Okay, I got to ask,
what is it about that guy?

Every time I see him, I get
this weird itch, like hives.

Did we get along?

Well, you crushed his chest
with your cybernetic arm

and left him for dead on an alien planet,
so no.

Wh...

- He's behind me, isn't he?
- Miss Simmons, we'd like a word.

It's "Doctor."

I was told R and D has a new weapon,
something that could take down

- the Patriot.
- Ah, yes.

Oh, no, it's not exactly a weapon,
but it can make you into one.

- Steroids?
- Oh no, not just any steroids.

Augmented strength serum, the effects
of which are very potent,

although temporary.

- It's not Terrigen-based, is it?
- Oh, no. No, no, no.

This is made from various
metabolic enhancers, gorilla testosterone,

even a dash of peppermint. The point is,
one dose, you will have the Patriot

begging for his life.

"A team that trusts is a team
that triumphs?" That's...

- That's a little cheesy.
- You had t-shirts made, coffee mugs.

Ugh. I realise how it sounds. No one wants
to hear they're just an avatar

in a digital prison, but sometimes
that happens, and here we are.

All that matters is getting out, and Daisy
and Dr Radcliffe are our keys to that.

- Well, uh, think I need a drink.
- Urgh.

In the, uh...

in the real world, how well do we know
each other?

Are we friends?

More like co-workers. But I do think
of you in a friendly way.

- Where am I from?
- Excuse me?

- In your world, where am I from?
- Uh. I'm not sure.

- The Mid-West?
- Well, am I married? Do I have kids?

- Any siblings? Hobbies? Do I cook?
- Where are you going with this?

You don't know me at all.

Not well enough, apparently.

I'm from Brooklyn, son of a plumber,
played baseball in college and guitar,

can't carry a tune. I say "soda,"
not "pop," and I like my barbecue sweet,

not spicy. Never been married
or had kids...

but in the last five years, I've buried 17
of my closest friends and family.

Some of them died right in my arms...

believing they were fighting
for something real, stopping hate.

And you're telling me it's...

- meaningless?
- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to offend. But if you
don't believe my story, you can ask Daisy

- once we rescue her.
- You don't think I want that?

She'd be free by now if I'd taken the shot
on the Doctor when I had the chance.

There's the Grant Ward I remember.

How do you know what you believe is true?

How do you know it's not the other way
around, that you're not the one

- waking up to reality?
- Because it's not possible.

- Where is your proof?
- I don't need proof.

- This can't be real.
- How?

Because the man I love would
never execute someone in cold blood.

- Fitz would never do that.
- He did.

Miss Simmons.

I know you've been through a lot.
We all have.

But what we do here matters, and you
can never convince me otherwise.

What do you think?
Delusional? PTSD?

I don't know.

There might be a grain of truth
to her story. Find out what that is.

Lies. That's all she gave us.

Beaten to within an inch of her life.
Nevertheless...

she persisted.

- Let's see if she'll open up to me.
- You? Why?

You and I have different methods.
It's why we work so well together.

- I'll stay, then.
- Actually, I heard there was an issue

with Project Looking Glass. I'd like you
to check in with security,

see what happened.

Of course.

- Hello, Daisy.
- You know, I asked for a mani-pedi.

Got tortured instead.

- B.T. Dubs, your psycho-prison sucks.
- This isn't a prison.

All I did was fix one thing
in everyone's life, a regret.

The subsequent world is simply
a consequence of your actions,

algorithms running their natural course,
as Dr Radcliffe always intended.

This isn't what I meant,
you sadistic witch!

Guard!

Dr Radcliffe is clearly still suffering
the consequences of the errors he made.

If I had my powers...

I can't give you those,
but I can give you something else...

something that will make all the pain
go away.

- You have no idea what that even...
- Lincoln Campbell.

Think of it.
You can live a peaceful life...

have kids...

grow old together with no memory
of what's happened here or there,

no regrets...

just each other.

In exchange for?

Just tell me where you are
in the other world...

- and I'll bring Lincoln back.
- You can do that?

'Cause you're the puppet master,
aren't you? Pulling all the strings.

I'm just giving people what they want.
Why is that wrong?

Because sometimes what people want
isn't right for them.

I can fix that.

And what do you get out of all of this?

What everyone else has.

A choice.

- Have we IDed everyone yet?
- About half. I can start notifying

- families as soon as...
- No, I want to do that myself

when we get back. Leaving in ten.

Sir, the plates are switched,
the transponder's toast.

- There's no way Hydra can track the bus.
- Fast work. What's with the sat-radio?

Well, I noticed the bus had
a comms system, so I decrypted it

and synced it up with this. So, now we can
listen in on Hydra's transmissions

- and maybe steal some intel.
- You, my friend,

- are gonna fit right in here.
- Well, I can do more.

If you need a driver, I got a lead foot.

I appreciate the offer, but another
lead-footed soul already volunteered.

I saw Mace briefly.
You told him, didn't you?

I knew I was losing him when his
complexion changed from oatmeal

to water chestnut.

Shades of flesh colour programmed
into the Framework.

Fitz believed even empty vessels needed
variety.

You mean Dr Fitz, the guy
from my history book?

Honestly, you really shouldn't pay
much attention to what's in there.

I taught it for years. It's more fiction
than fact.

Hi, Dad. Did you know
that those Hydra books lied to us?

I guess you finished
doing your homework, huh?

- Can I go check out the old Quinjet?
- Oh, come on, Sparkplug,

you know you don't need a Quinjet to fly.

- You know that, right?
- Mack?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm sorry. Have we met?

Phil Coulson. I was here when you
first came in. This is Jemma Simmons.

Oh, it's good to meet you.
This little girl right here,

this is my daughter, Hope.

- It's lovely to meet you, Hope.
- Nice to meet you, British lady.

And is Hope's mother here,
as well?

No, no, it's just me and Sparkplug.
Hey, you hungry?

When was the last time you had something
to eat? And candy doesn't count.

It's good to meet you.
Excuse me.

Coulson, you got a second?

Pulled this ID off one of the bus crew.
Should get you past the gate.

Ward just had to swap the photo,
change the name.

Jamie Flugelman?

Well, it's the only one he could clear
from Hydra's database,

so mount up, Flugelman.

How'd the security breach come
to your attention?

His co-worker spotted him hiding some
contraband in his locker, a camera.

- Was there any film in it?
- No. No film.

It was an antique, actually.

Still, we shipped him off
to an Enlightenment Centre...

for a refresher course on protocols.

Haven't been down here in a while.

How's the project going?

Are you all right, son?
You look troubled.

It's 'cause I am.

Let me guess, a woman.

Is it that obvious?

It's a bit early for a pint.

How about a cup of tea?

Come on. Tell your old man all about it.

- ID.
- Yeah.

- Flugelman?
- It's Canadian.

I don't have you on the entry logs.
You coming from the Triskelion?

Yeah, I'm... I'm new, actually.
Just filling in for the other guy.

How about that story on Bakshi News
the other day?

That Inhuman they found with lion paws
for hands. So weird.

Just the paws.

Finally.

You're all set.

- Hail.
- Back at ya.

Everything here tastes
like tofu!

Put me out of my misery already!
What do you want from me?

You've already taken my home, my dignity,
my pride!

My...

Agnes.

- Are you crying?
- No, I'm laughing with utter joy.

Yeah, well, you won't get any sympathy
from me.

Sounds like you're getting everything
you deserve for creating this hellscape.

You can say whatever you want.
Nothing hurts me anymore.

Not after what he did to Agnes.

- What happened?
- Fitz.

I begged him not to...

but he...

killed her right in front of me.

She was all I had.

- How could he do that?
- Because that's who he is here.

- Aida changed him.
- She said she took away one regret.

One regret can't change an entire life.
It... it doesn't change who you are.

Of course, it can.

One person in your life, one decision,
one sentence has the power

- to change you forever.
- One sentence?

Yeah, that's right. One single sentence
like...

"I love you"...

or...

"We're having a baby," or uh...

"She's gone."

I just...

I didn't think Fitz was capable of doing
something like that.

Oh, my dear.

Depending on the circumstances,
anyone is capable of anything.

Just look around.

Please tell me that you built a back door
to this place

and that Aida hasn't destroyed it.

I did, and she can't.

Yes.

- Finally, some daylight.
- She might have installed some safeguards.

Just... just tell me where to go.

All right.

Listen carefully.

Hail Hydra.

- My son, the Doctor himself.
- Stop. It means nothing.

Why are you so down on yourself?
Is it something Ophelia said?

No, it's not about her.

- Are you seeing someone else?
- No.

- Are you mad?
- So, what's this about a woman?

- Someone I had to kill.
- "Had to"? You mean in self-defence?

No, she was unarmed.

Was she an enemy of the state?

Yeah.

I believe she was.

So, what's the problem?

What if...

I didn't need to kill her?

What if maybe she wasn't lying
or maybe she was...

- mentally ill or something?
- "What if? Maybe."

Now, that's your mother talking.

- Sorry, Father.
- There she is again.

Listen, son...

I don't know a thing about what you do
here, the science...

but I know that it's important, and I know
the man I raised, not a coward...

but a man of action, a great man
in a hard world. And in a hard world,

- we cannot afford the luxury of what?
- The luxury of sympathy.

Exactly. We don't buckle to guilt
or womanly sentiment.

Everyone needs the strap across their back
now and again. Teaches respect.

You know that. You've felt it.
And look where it's gotten you.

You're protecting the human race...

and the only other person who understands
the weight of that is Ophelia...

Madame Hydra.

And you love her, don't you?

Honestly don't know what kind of man
I'd be without you, Father.

That's why I'm here, son.

What are these?

You know, disposal's on the other side
of the grounds.

Disposal?
That's an ugly way of putting it.

Hydra really ought to have a little more
respect for the dead.

And the living, while you're at it.

Guy we're looking for has some
important intel, so we get in, find them,

- get out, quick and quiet.
- Hopefully we got the right place.

Pretty sure this is it.
Branding is everything.

"Enlightenment Cultivation Centre."
And everybody buys it.

I sold their lies every day,
watched kids get taken out of my classroom

because they were different,
because they asked questions.

And it forced you into action.

Burrows, keep an eye out for security.
Agent Flugelman and I have

a friend to find.

They call this rehab?

Let's get them out.
Okay, time to go.

Thought I was done for.
It's good to see you guys.

Phil Coulson, meet Antoine Triplett,
my good friend and inside man.

Nice to meet you, Trip.

Trip? Haven't heard that nickname
since high school. How'd you know?

- Felt right.
- Everyone on the bus. Let's go.

- As soon as I find my boots.
- We'll get you another pair.

It's not about the boots.
It's what's in them.

- How confident are you about this report?
- No other centre reported

any unscheduled drops today.
It has to be the Patriot.

Very well, then.

Shh. Shh. Take a few deep breaths.

Burns going in, but should wear off.

You've got about an hour
of augmented strength.

Don't waste it.

Hydra had a plan.
I'll give them that.

Scare everyone, take over the media,
rewrite history.

You know what's not in that book?

The Trail of Tears. The Holocaust.

- Martin Luther King Jr.
- I can't believe it.

The blatant lies, the complete disregard
for historical or scientific fact.

Yeah.

That's why, in my house, I'm the judge
of what's fact or fiction.

"Did you clean your room?
Well, I'll be the judge of that."

- Dad, watch. I can do five in a row.
- Five times? Really?

This I got to see.
Excuse me.

Ah!

- What are you smiling at?
- Same thing you are.

Big, fake dad loving his little fake kid
in this crazy fake world.

All right. Yeah, can we play
around it?

I finally get why you don't like me.

- You think I'm someone I'm not.
- Forget I said anything.

You don't believe me
and I can't really look at you.

Wow.

What did I do in this other reality?

Did I hurt someone?

Did I kill someone?

More than one.

For what it's worth...

for whatever I did do...

I'm truly sorry.

Look at them.

You feel that, don't you?

- The way he loves his kid?
- Of course.

Then doesn't that make it real?

Cultivation Centre.
Code 10-14. Repeat, code 10-14.

- What is that?
- It's a potential breach.

They've been discovered.

Got to be here somewhere.
Where the hell are my boots?

- Okay, I'll bite. What's in them?
- My grandfather was a Howling Commando.

- Had an old-school spy camera.
- Which you snuck into Hydra's labs?

- Nice.
- Yeah. Took some pictures in the lab,

- hid the film in my boot heel.
- Pictures of what? Technical specs?

Some kind of plans, yeah.
The Doctor's been working

on a secret project, something to kill off
the Inhumans, from what I heard.

Son of a... What kind of man steals
another man's boots?

- It's Chris.
- Who?

He was a student of mine.

What's that building over there
where they're headed?

Quarantine. It's where they take
all the kids.

- Kids?
- Yeah.

- Whoa, whoa. Where you going?
- Get the film to Mace.

- Those plans are important.
- What about you?

I let that kid down once.
I won't do it again.

- You found it.
- Mission accomplished.

But we got another problem. Your buddy
Phil took off after he saw some kid.

Oh, Coulson. What's he thinking?

Oh, that's not good.

If Hydra's sending a Quinjet,
you can bet there's a hit team aboard.

- They know we're here.
- What do you want to do?

Burrows, take this film.
Bring it back to base. I'll get Coulson.

- But, sir, how...
- Don't ask questions. Just do it.

- I'll find us another way out.
- I know where he's going.

I'll lead you to him.
Go on, B. Get out of here.

You left them?

Those were his orders.
I'm carrying precious cargo.

All right, copy that, Burrows.
Over and out.

Mace needs an extraction. I'm going in.
We lose him, our fight's over. Hydra wins.

- How many people can you gather?
- Uh. Not many.

Most people here are refugees.
Everyone else is out.

Guess it's time to see what the big man
can do.

No, not him.

- Why not?
- Because he shouldn't go.

- I'll go in his place.
- I thought this world didn't mean anything

- to you, that it wasn't real.
- It's not. It's just...

what happens to Mack here happens
in both worlds. He's... different.

So, this has nothing to do
with that little girl over there?

Fine. Let's go, partner.

- How many people are in Quarantine?
- Don't know. Never been inside.

Move!

Go get Coulson. I'll handle her.

I've been waiting for this.

Someone's been juicing. Unless, of course,
you're one of us now.

Calm your mind.
You know what is best.

What is best is you comply.
Compliance will be rewarded.

Surrender, and you will find meaning.
Surrender, and you will find release.

Take a deep breath. Calm your mind.
You know what is best.

What is best is you comply.
Compliance will be rewarded.

Surrender, and you will find meaning.

- Burnell?
- Surrender,

and you will find release.
Take a deep breath.

- Calm your mind. You know what is best.
- Chris?

- What is best is you comply.
- Chris.

Compliance will be rewarded.

- Surrender, and you will find meaning...
- Damn, this is messed up.

Just tell me that bus hasn't left yet.

Figured you couldn't beat them,
so join them?

You're a terrorist, a thug.

If I was, you'd be dead right now.

This is Agent May.

The Patriot is here, but he got away
from me.

I think the serum's wearing off.
My strength's fading.

Isn't there a Quinjet on site?

Yeah.

That could work. Where did the Patriot go?

He ran into the Quarantine building.

I don't know who's in there.

Does it matter?

Bring it down and bring me the body.

Copy that. Q-5, you have your order.
Fire on the Quarantine building.

- Stay close and try not to shoot me.
- Come on.

Come on.

Run for the fence just past
those buildings. Don't stop.

- Trip.
- Antoine, what happened?

The ceiling's caved in.
They're trapped inside.

Need your help. Come on.

Come on.

- Oh, my God.
- Simmons, get out of here.

The whole place is about to come down.

Chris!

No!

The building's unstable, Agent May.
You can't go in.

I need verification
that the Patriot's dead.

If he's not...

...he will be.

Activating body cam. Going in.

Wait! Don't shoot!
Th... They need help up there.

This is Agent May. There are kids in here.
Why the hell are there kids in here?

- Where's the Patriot?
- Put that gun down. We need help here.

There's a kid buried under that pile
of rock.

It's coming down.

No, it... it's coming up.

- Get him out.
- Nobody move!

Are you insane? He's trying to save a kid.

So was I.

Agent May, he's is the only thing keeping
this building from falling down

on all of us. You shoot him, we all die.

We don't have time for this.
We got to save that kid.

Form a chain. Find something to prop up
that beam.

Either shoot us or help,

but don't just stand there.
Snap out of it, May.

You guys, better hurry!

Hang on, Chris. I got you. Come on.

Okay.

- Okay, yeah.
- Thank you.

This cabinet should hold!

- It won't work. Get out.
- No! We're not going to leave you!

- Coulson?
- I'm right here, Jeffrey. Hang on.

- Go.
- No.

Go!

- No! No!
- Simmons, let's go!

What?

Is it true, that you're an Inhuman?

Yeah. Powerful enough to bring
this whole damn place down.

I hope so.