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

I present to you
Project Insight.

We move fast,
we stop that satellite.

If we can position
the charges right,

we can fill the base
with lake water.

Which would set off
evac protocol

and shut down
the launch.

Nathaniel: So happy
you came back into my life.

Simmons: Something's wrong.

I feel like
I've been...slipping.

You are forgetting?

We want S.H.I.E.L.D.
to reveal themselves.

S.H.I.E.L.D. will find you here.
And when they do,

you will have leverage.

My parents.
They'll drown.

-Abort.
-We can't let it launch.

Insight
has been destroyed.

But we just gave up
our position.

Sibyl:
All life follows these patterns.

Eroded coastlines,
seashells,

leaves.

A new world blooms
beneath your feet.

Can you feel it?

I feel the weight
of Malick's death.

Of Insight
being destroyed.

Is that the world
you envisioned?

As one branch dies,
a new one bears fruit.

Do not speak in metaphor,
Sibyl.

Your path has led
to disaster.

Has it?

S.H.I.E.L.D. revealed
their ship to destroy Insight.

We have their location.

Malick's son
captured Daisy Johnson.

They are divided.

And Alphonso Mackenzie's
parents

will force them
into the Lighthouse.

They are reckless.

They have begun to
bend under stress.

You wish
to overwhelm them.

I do.

Begin the next phase.

I will wake the Hunters
one by one.

We must continue
to adapt.

We have zero booster reading.

Radar is picking up
a debris field.

Copy.

Confirm air-to-air
missile strike.

Insight is down.

We know
the rocket is dead.

Find me the ship
that killed it.

Guard: Sir.

Stoner: So, sucker punching me
wasn't enough.

You're saboteurs.

Your friends blew up
my rocket.

On the Fourth of July.

You didn't want that thing
to reach orbit, General.

You would have found that out
the hard way.

Because
time-traveling robots

would have turned their
deadly lasers upon the earth?

More or less.
Yeah.

And you.

This was destined

for a celebratory barbecue,
Chastity.

That's not your real name,
is it?

Melinda May.
I'm not an HR Liaison.

I think he got that from
the bag of explosives.

Ford: Sir.

We have the hostile bogey.

All right,
now we're talking.

It's a faint signal.
We're working on it.

They shouldn't be able
to track Z1.

Advanced Integrated
Tracking System.

Little gift from our friend,
Mr. Malick.

They'll be blown
out of the sky.

Simmons:
They had to see us.

We launched a missile
in broad daylight.

All signals are quiet,
even with the Quinjet docking.

Well, keep scanning,
and re-engage cloaking.

Glad to see you.
Where's Malick?

It's complicated. We went there.
He was waiting for us --

He's dead.
I shot him.

That wasn't the order,
Agent Shaw.

Deke: Yeah, but he kept
making waves.

I thought
it was best to --

Damn it,
that wasn't the order!

I don't have time to deal
with you right now.

We need to get moving.

You got a 20
on Daisy and Sousa?

I checked every camera feed
in the Lighthouse.

No sign of them.

I can't be out
my strongest fighter.

Deke, stay put.

I want every scanner on
this ship searching --

But I know the Lighthouse.
Your parents could be --

Running out of time.

There's no debate
on this.

I blew up
the one reason

those Chronicoms had
to keep them alive.

I need
to get in there now.

There's another reason --
It's a trap.

I don't have a choice.

Which is why
I'm coming with you.

And there's no debate
on that.

I'll start pre-flight.

Simmons, scan for
Daisy and Sousa,

and while you're at it,
scan for the enemy ship.

We gave up our position.

That may cause them
to give up theirs.

Yes, Director.

Let's bring the pain
to them for once.

The launch silo's
our only chance of getting in

before they lock down
the base.

It's bad enough
we don't have a plan,

now there's probably
no way out.

We're good under pressure.

Today's
the Bicentennial.

My parents threw a picnic
at the lake.

Whole family.

Rocket pops and raising hell
with my cousins.

It's not supposed
to be like this.

The Chronicoms are trying to
get into your head, Mack.

This isn't exactly how I'd
imagined you'd meet my parents.

But what a first
impression, huh?

Welcome to the Lighthouse.

We have enacted
Lockdown Protocol.

All movement is prohibited.

Who initiated Lockdown?

It wasn't my order.

Welcome to the Lighthouse.
And today of all days,

all orders come from me.
We have enacted
Lockdown Protocol.

They're using the lockdown
to divide and conquer the base.

I didn't bring you
here to speak.

Lighthouse
anti-aircraft batteries

have locked onto
the bogey, sir.

I haven't
ordered that yet.

The missiles have begun
their arming sequence.

The system is running
on its own.

Anything computerized
has been hijacked.

Agent, do not fire on
that ship until I tell you to!

Go downstairs and rip out
the mainframe if you have to.

You're too late.

Sir...

missiles are away.

Incoming!

Three missiles inbound!

Prepare yourselves
for extreme G's!

Good to see you move.

My head.

Ohh, I can barely...

Feels like there's cement
running through my veins.

Drugs.

Haven't been this messed up
since the field hospital.

I want to hea--
hear that story

when I...
I can remember it.

I can't quake.

Malick's
little psycho...

Man: Psycho?

That's unfair --
and very well-timed.

Wow.
Right as I'm walking in.

Hi. Nathaniel.

Uh, the two of you
took me hostage --

changed my life.

Yeah.
How about you unchain us,

and we can hug it out?

And Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D.
can be together at last.

Hydra?

I-I look like Hydra
to you?

Take a look
at Ron's suit.

Guy's here 'cause
he's got mouths to feed,

not 'cause he worships
a space octopus.

No. Religion's not really
my thing.

I don't want to know
what your thing is, kid.

But it's you,
Daniel.

You're my thing.

Whoa.

Come on.

Danny.

You know.
I know.

Daisy here can move things
without touching them.

And you?

You either fought
the Krauts in diapers

or you're aging
much slower

than the other
60-somethings I know.

Yeah, he's not what you think.
He's not --

You mean he's not
an Inhuman?

He'd better hope he is.

See, uh, the family business --

I dabbled, but, um,
nothing really spoke to me.

Until I met you.

Saw what you could do.

Whoa.

You haven't even seen
the half of it.

I really hope not.

And a cool thing to say,
by the way.

Your whole vibe
is just...great.

That's why you took us hostage,
to find out --

"Hostage" would imply

that I'm using you as collateral
to get what I want

when, in fact, everything
I want is right here,

flowing through
your veins.

This isn't the super serum.
This is genetics.

Yeah, but I'm rich.
It, uh, cuts down some barriers.

Plus, Hydra families
keep in touch.

I mean, Dr. Reinhardt
has some very helpful tips.

What's he always
saying?

"Discovery requires
experimentation."

Dr. Reinhardt? Didn't we
catch him in the war?

Yes, and thank you
for your service.

My generation just
does not say it enough.

You mean
Daniel Whitehall.

I will crush you...

Yes.

Do it.

Just one bone shaker,
and it's over.

Show me what makes you
so special.

We start with her.

No.

This base just shot down
a plane full of good agents.

They blew up the country's
most important defense system.

Of course
we fired on them.

You didn't fire.

Someone took over
the Lighthouse, as we warned.

Imagine I believe you,
and we've been infiltrated.

What am I looking for?

They're partially
synthetic humanoids.

They don't quite act like us,
but to blend in,

they do steal
and wear our faces.

They take our faces?

He's telling the truth.

They're called
Chronicoms.

And your name is
Chastity McBride.

Insight was my first post
out of the Academy.

Hell of a mess
you made.

Enjoy your time
in prison.

Stoner: Easy, Kojak.

Try to hold ourselves
to a professional demeanor.

Sorry, sir.

Ford requested you down in
the basement in person, sir.

They've got something.

See?

We're handling this.

Let us help.

Did you pay Fred Malick
a visit?

Yes.
He's Hydra.

Not anymore. He's dead,
so...you just stay here.

There's something wrong
with that Agent.

I know.

You'd think
someone named Stoner

would be
a little more fun --
No.

The woman.

I felt nothing.

Like you.

She's a Chronicom.

All the cloaking in the world
won't help if we're smoking.

The fire's out, okay?
It's out.

We have
a more pressing issue.

No.

What is that?

What was that?!
And -- just guessing --

how's it gonna kill us?

When the Drive jumps,
it takes the Zephyr with it

due to a network of cables
that encompass the ship.

It carries the current
from the drive

to the shielding
around the Zephyr.

Without
the shielding intact,

only parts of the ship
would jump away,

and what remains
would be pulverized

like a Xandarian snail
in a liquifactor.

Why do you sound so calm
about that?!

And we could jump
at any moment,

so we need to fix this
immediately.

Okay,
so what do we do now?

The power regulator --
take a look at it.

You start there,

and Enoch and I will rewire
the control panel.

Consider it done.

Are you okay?

Shouldn't I know
how to fix this?

Why can't I remember
how to fix it?

Don't worry,
Jemma Simmons.

It will be all right.

But we must act now.

It's gonna be okay.

Aah!

Oh, God, what now?

It's okay.
It's okay.

We're here
to get you out.

-Hey!
-Hey, hey.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Hey, what are you doing, man?

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, sir, ma'am.

I just got carried away.

Who are you?

Um, this is
Agent Rodriguez.

Uh, she's
my girlfriend.

Oh, I don't think these
strangers care about that,

Director Mack...lemore.

Um, you can call me Elena,
and please excuse my partner.

He's just happy that
you guys are safe.

I'm John.
She's Lilla.

Uh, sorry. This whole day
has been a nightmare.

I'm sure it has.

But if you do what we say
and we keep moving,

we will get you home.

We were food shopping
for a party.

Men just came right up to us in
the parking lot and took us.

Why?

Collateral.

But I don't get it.
We're nobody.

You're not nobody.

I just wish I had
a better explanation.

If everything
goes right,

we can bypass
the people that took you.

They're cowards.

Whatever they wanted,
our plane is nearby.

You'll be safe soon.

What exactly happens
if we can't avoid them, sir?

Then you find cover.

And you -- you don't
have to call me "sir."

It's -- It's just "Mack."

We've unlocked an elevator
to the basement.

Something is definitely
screwing with the mainframe.

Just rip it out?

We need
your authority override

to reboot the systems, sir.
Welcome to the Lighthouse.

Computers.
We have enacted
Lockdown Protocol.

My own face is aiding
the damn enemy today.

Turn it off.

We'll remove your face
ASAP, sir.

Don't get wise,
Agent King.

May: I'm telling you,
she is a Chronicom.

She had the same void of
emotions that I get from you.

But she showed emotion.
She had a personality.

She was the person
Stoner knew.

Chronicoms
can't mimic that.

You can.

I'm not like them.

I may not be what I used to be,
but I'm not one of them.

But she was.

So we need to warn them --
And I don't appreciate
this attitude from you.

I don't have attitude.

That's my point.

Not having attitude
is my attitude?

Yes.

I don't know
what's going on inside you,

but you're smart.

You're smart enough to know
that this --

it's not simple for me,

and -- and I would
turn to you for...

For what?
I don't know. For --

For validation?
Maybe, Melinda.
Something.

I died, and I came back.
Yeah.

I didn't ask for that.

But here we are.

And, okay,
you don't feel.

But you won't even
tell me what you think.

You want to know
what I think?

Yeah.

You never die.

You always come back.

You know how many times
I've mourned you?

I'm not doing it again.

And I'm certainly
not doing it for a decoy

with a simulated
personality!

Thank you!
There she is!

Don't look now, but your
emotions are coming back.

Unless you just picked that up
from watching me.

They're mimicking me.
Adapting.

Are we done
sharing now?

On the train.

He said they adapt.

They saw me and realized
they could steal personalities.

What if
they're doing that?

What if they have a method
of taking our memories,

our identities, and uploading
them into Chronicom bodies?

Replace the Agents,
use them to take over.

Yeah.

And General Stoner's next.

What the hell?

No.

Nooooo!

Ford.
What is so important?

Sorry, sir. We needed
your override authority

to take back
mainframe control.

Whatever gets us
up and running.

All right, come on.
This way.

Lilla:
Another dead end?

We should go
another way.

Our jet's on the other side
of that door.

We're exactly
where we need to be.

This is not where
I'm supposed to be today!

I picked the safest route
possible. Trust me.

I'll trust you
when my back's

not up against
a three-ton steel wall.

I'm trying.

But he's trying me.

He doesn't know you.

It's not about you.

We've got two boys
at home.

Well, I can't solve
that problem just yet.

But I do know if I can't
fix one thing...

You fix another.

Yeah.

The thing is, the, uh --
the locks on this blast door

are a lot like
the brake calipers on a car.

They clamp onto the door?

We bust the locks,
the door slides open.

And we go home.

Think you can
help me with that?

Brute force won't work
against the rotors, but...

think we could find
the hydraulics line and cut it?

Yeah.
Yeah, that'd work.

Bring in another Hunter
for the next conversion.

Never keep your back
to a door.

I believe you!

Coulson: I'm sorry you had
to learn about it

this way, General.

Stoner:
Agent Ford attacked me.

This is a Chronicom
replacement room.

The table
copies your mind to him.

Then they take
your face.

Those were friends.

It's...them?
They're dead?

I'm sorry.

This device
is out of commission.

They won't take
anyone else.

They've still got my agents
trapped down in this base.

We need to get people out,
regroup topside.

What about Mack?

You know he came in
for his parents.

He'll be finding
his way out with them.

That's good.
Link up with him.

What are you doing?

This is the very bottom
of the Lighthouse, right?

They mentioned bringing
more Chronicoms up.

I'm gonna see
where they're coming from.

Nathaniel:
Okay. Any more, and I'll
kill the golden goose.

Let her recover.

Be careful!

You're not bouncing
some drunk from the bar.

What did you do?

Took as much blood
and spinal fluid

as I thought
she could handle.

A couple glands.

Now I got to synthesize it all
and transfuse it to me.

Now, I know, it's risky,
but, uh...

I want to try
new things.

If it doesn't work, we'll
switch from needles to knives.

Daisy?

Jiaying.
It happened...

It happened before.

Hey, stay with me.

What do you mean
this happened before?

Jiaying.

I ca--

Jiaying.

Hey, hey, hey.

You wanted to hear
my story, right?

Right, well,

I think it was,
uh, foggy.

I can't really
remember the hit,

but I came to,

and my leg
was a pulpy mess...

and I was
completely alone.

Okay.

And then Mike Stephens
showed up.

And the thing about Mike
is he was a resolute ass.

He would never shut up.

He was always bullying
the new guys, stole cigs.

But that day,
he just kept talking to me...

...carried me back
from the line.

Hey. Hey.
Wake up. Okay?

Stay awake, okay?

For the next couple hours,
he stayed with me.

When the Germans
advanced,

when the cold got so bad
I thought we would freeze,

he just kept telling me,
"We are going home."

And then at some point,
I was in a field stretcher,

and, uh...

Mike wasn't.

So...consider my yapping

as a way of passing on
the favor.

We are going home,
Agent Johnson.

You hear me?
We're going home.

But you have got
to fight.

Plenty of fight left in ya
after all.

What the hell?

Nana, wake up.
Something happened.

Enoch's a traitor.

Are you okay?

Deke?

Deke...

what have you done?

Bad time?

Keep pushing, Huggies.

I call him Turtleman.

'Cause he slowly
won you over?

Slow and steady
wins the race.

Aah! Gah! Damn it!

Sorry.

Here, take this.

Yo-Yo, stay here,
keep working the door.

Where are you going?

To make sure they don't come
anywhere near you guys.

Where am I?

In a virtual space.

Advantage
of a digital mind.

I mean,
where's my body?

Surrounded by Hunters
in our time ship.

It appears underground,

which is why you've had
difficulty finding it.

And who are you?

Sibyl.

They call me
the Predictor,

but I simply read
the Time Streams.

Are you saying
you see the future?

I see the past

as written
by a single future --

a tree grown,

but also the many trees
it could've grown to be.

A predictor and a poet.
Sweet.

Definitely not like
any Chronicom I've met.

Nor are you.

Again, I'm not a --

You know, people keep
making that mistake today.

But you're not
a person.

What do you think
you are?

One of many
pressing questions.

But you seem to answer
anything I ask.

I see no reason not to.

Then this
should be interesting.

Enoch had you
unconscious

and was implanting something
in your brain.

All of my actions
were completely on the up.

Yeah,
and completely misguided.

Forget what you saw.
Enoch is a friend.

No, no, what I just saw
was Creepytown, USA,

population --
the -- the two of you.

No, no.

I want answers --
real ones.

He was fixing my memory
so we can fix the ship.

Wait a second.
Do you --

Do you not know
how to fix the time machine

that you are currently
ripping apart?

You cannot imagine
how impossible it was

to track the Chronicoms
through time.

But Fitz and I
found a place

where all their moves
could be observed.

And to guide us,
Fitz stayed there.

He is completely exposed,

and they will kill him
if they find him,

so no one can know
his location.

But you knew.

Yes.

I designed a biological implant
to suppress my memories.

I named her Diana.

She's adorable,
and we're inseparable.

Literally.

Ohh. You need to replace
the capacitors.

But then you won't remember
how to find Fitz again.

I'm worried I might.

Diana is acting up,
and I'm...

I'm forgetting the things
I'm supposed to know,

and more dangerously,

I'm remembering
the things I'm not.

We'll fix the implant.

Don't worry.

We're far more likely to blow
a hole through space-time,

then Diana won't matter,
anyway.

Duct tape?

Hey, buddy,
she's not doing good.

You need to get
some help.

Leave me alone.
Help her.

No?

Aah!

Okay. I got you.

Come on.

Here we go.

Is that you?

My bones...

are cracking.

Where's Daisy?

Abducted
by Nathaniel Malick.

He wants
to take her power.

What are the chances
he'll succeed?

22%.

Will Daisy survive?

86%.

That's my girl.

And what do you want
from Mack's parents?

Mack.

To get to us?

So you can have Earth?

You know the answer
to that one.

And why do you want it?

To ensure the survival
of my species.

See?

Me too.

We should talk more.

So much in common.

Neither one of us
is actually speaking.

And a great sense of humor,
too.

So, why you and not us?

Clarify.

What's the difference between
a Chronicom and a human?

Time.

Humans have
a limited amount of it

and therefore fear death.

They act irrationally

to prevent themselves
or others

from experiencing death.

Chronicoms cannot die.

Time has
no consequence.

You should ask yourself

which category
you fall into.

So, that's the difference

that makes your species
more valuable.

Less fleeting.

With a home planet intact,

we will exist
long after you're gone.

Once you realize that,
you'll give up.

Or...you'll run out of --

Time.

Yeah, you said that.

I would argue that you're wrong
about three things,

if you don't mind.

Please.

First...

Coulson: ...the difference
is sacrifice.

Yeah, time is limited...

...which means sacrifice
comes at a real cost...

...not just data.

Heart and pain

and blood and sweat
and tears --

all the good human stuff.

And we will never
give up.

You said I was wrong
about three things.

What's the third?

Me.

You see, I haven't feared death
for a long time.

Is that so?

Yeah.

The fact is, dying...

...it's kind of
my super power.

Chronicom:
Someone's in the Hive.

Get down there
immediately.

May, if you're out there,
I found the ship.

I just hope you're right
about this next part.

Mack:

Looks like my team
just disrupted your lockdown.

It doesn't matter.

Stoner: This is not
how I planned

on spending
Lady Liberty's 200th.

Yo-Yo: What happened?

Coulson lifted
the lockdown.

Okay, we'll head
for the Quinjet.

How bad's your arm?

John: Nothing getting home
won't fix.

Thank you
for believing us.

Thank you
for saving my skin.

That is literal.

I'd like to buy you
a beverage of your choice

if that is
a welcome gesture.

H.R. rules frown on it.

As a saboteur,

you don't technically
report to me, Melinda.

I'm Level 7.

Technically,
you'd report to me.

But your job's
just beginning.

Clear out the base,
create a cover story.

Perhaps
a "Hydrogen Wave Crisis."

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, General.

This would make
one hell of a report.

Where's Coulson?

He's gone.

Was he
in that explosion?

Is he dead?

He'll come back.

Always does.

Um, yeah, E-Enoch,
I'm sorry...about before.

I-I didn't realize
that things were so dire.

And...?

And...

you are a valued member
of our family.

That is
the greatest compliment

one could be paid.

Apology accepted.

Okay, so,
what do you remember?

Do you know
where Fitz is?

No.

No one can know.

And no one can know
about me.

I mean it, Deke.

Even you knowing
puts you at great risk.

Can you carry
this secret?

63,000 pounds of thrust?

Mm-hmm.

Per turbine.

This baby will scream
straight up into the sky.

And he said,
"Not like that, Mama."

She's telling me
about her sons.

Her oldest
sounds very serious.

You know what I find
loosens kids up?

Now, just --
just hear me out.

Um...ATV's.

I-I don't know if anyone's
said this yet, but...

thank you
for saving us.

You're welcome.

John:
What are we talking about?

Lilla: ATVs.

The Hugger thinks
we should get one for the boys.

I think
it's a terrible idea.

For Alfie?

Why are we circling?

I can't take them
to the Zephyr.

Why?

I felt nothing
from him...

like Coulson.

No.

Check his arm.

You said he hurt it.

No, no.
He can't be one of them.

We got there in time
before anything could happen.

I know what you're feeling,
and I'm sorry.

But you know
it might be true.

Check his arm.

Wait.
What's going on?

Uh, what's going on?

Why are we turning?

John...

...you mind if I take a look
at your arm?

What?

Uh, no.
It's fine.

Why aren't we going home?

It's okay.
We'll be there soon.

Let's show May
that you're all good.

Can you please just
show me your arm, sir?

Really...

it-- it's nothing.

John...

I need to see it.

Leave him alone.

No, sweetheart,
it's fine.

It's just a scratch,
really.

What'd you do
with my parents?

They've been gone
a while.

I harvested
their skins.

We could have had
so much fun together, son.

Hang on!

Don't do it, Mack.

Mack...

Alfie...

We're about to jump.

Last chance, if you...

I'm where I need to be.

Where are you going,
man?

Mack!

I just need some air.

Simmons:
Deke, where are you?

Hey, I said
I would check on Mack.

Believe it or not, I kind of get
what he's going through.

No, where are you?

The Zephyr's...leaving.

Both of you get back now.

...deteriorating...

...about to jump...

Mack!

Mack! Mack!

Mack, we gotta go!
Z1's in trouble!