All language subtitles for Marvels Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. S04E04 Let Me Stand Next to Your Fire

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

You've already met Aida, as
a voice on the computer.

I built her a body.

God, Lucy, look at you. What happened?

You shouldn't have used the Darkhold.

That book can help us now.

Fix us.

We're gonna find the book

and stop anyone who tries to get it.

Stay away from me!

She was touched by a ghost.

We're gonna have to kill her.

Wake up!

There's a group called the Watchdogs.

They're hunting Inhumans.

And who knows what kind of weapon

they stole from the
energy lab in Pasadena.

What are you?

You know someone that worked
at that Momentum facility?

- My uncle.
- Uncle Elias Morrow?

Doing time at South Ridge Penitentiary?

He's a good man. He did a bad thing.

I'm going to go see him.

It checks all our boxes...

Hardwood floors, breakfast nook,
bay window, cozy and charming.

Yeah, well, "cozy" means small
and "charming" means old.

Where did you find this place?

An e-mail offer.

Honestly, it was almost
too good to be true.

This is the one, Fitz. I can feel it.

And it's, uh... it's definitely
within our price range?

Can one really put a dollar
amount on the perfect home?

Yes, one can, and we did.

And it'll be well worth it, I promise.

Shame you can't be here.

My one day not working,
and you're in the thick of it.

Yeah, I'm heading to Radcliffe's.

It seems you're spending
all your time there lately.

Does it? Eh, I guess so.

Trying to figure out a less deadly way

to cure our ghost victims.

Take lots of pictures.

You've got it... Plenty of pictures.

And good luck. I'll see you tonight.

- Love you.
- Yeah, I love you, too.

Hello?

I'm here about the apartment.

Is anybody here?

Daisy?

Sorry.

I had nowhere else to turn.

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Eli, you've got a visitor.

Who the hell are you?

Agent Phil Coulson.

I'm with the Strategic
Homeland Intervention,

Enforcement and Logistics Division.

S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Still a thing?

We're making a comeback.

I'm here about an incident that occurred

at Momentum Alternative Energy
Lab when you worked there.

Is there anything you can tell me?

There's not much information out there.

Think tank working on
undisclosed projects,

and then there's an accident.

"Accident."

Are you saying it was something else?

I'm not saying anything.

I'm sure it wasn't easy
growing up where you did,

but you were 1 in 10
from your high school

to graduate from college

and the only one to go on and get a PhD.

You worked hard to provide
for your sister and her kids,

so I think you're a decent guy.

Sure, some petty theft as a kid,
but no history of violence.

But then one bad situation

turned into a manslaughter charge.

I don't expect you to open
up to a suit with a badge...

Suits like you is why I'm in here.

But there's a chance, if you help me,

that I can help you get out of here.

Let me get that for you, Agent May.

Apologies.

That must have been annoying.

Incredibly.

Oh, speaking of which...

You seem to be feeling
better, Agent May.

No doubt in part to the
care Aida has given to you.

Aida's my assistant.

She's been tending to you since...
since the procedure.

Procedure?

Dr. Radcliffe stopped your
heart for seven minutes

in order to reboot your
central nervous system.

You did what?

Well, in order to quell the hyperactivity

in your reticular activating system,

we had to... very carefully,

gently... kill you.

Just a little bit.

I died.

Yes, and came back.

Killed by Radcliffe.

All in a good cause.

And hopefully, we've
learned a great deal

that will help us cure others

who have been similarly affected.

By killing them?

No, no.

Well, hopefully not.

Agent Fitz and I are
working on a chemical solve

for this... ghost virus.

But to do so, we need to
run a few more tests.

You're saying I can't leave.

Soon.

We're close.

But Aida will be on hand to
help with further testing

and to take care of your needs.

Mm.

You can trust me with
your life, Agent May.

Whoever took this bullet
out did an awful job.

I don't get an "A" for effort?

You haven't been to a proper doctor?

You're hard to get an appointment with.

I knew this place was
too good to be true.

You've been tracking my search history.

Yeah, well, you were always a
sucker for a breakfast nook.

But don't worry... The place is yours.

And it's rent-controlled now, so...

You really should not have...

Yeah, yeah.

You also searched for
double-vanity sinks.

- Things with Fitz must be going well.
- Yeah.

Though moving in together will
put it to the test, I'm sure.

It'll be great.

I'm really happy for you.

Are you now?

Oh, self-medicating.

Those bone-restoration
pills you've been stealing

don't relieve pain.

Are you using your arm gauntlets?

They don't work perfectly,

but we specifically designed
them so that they...

They're not exactly incognito.

Stop mothering me, please.

There.

Now you can get back to Lone Rangering

- or whatever it is you've been doing.
- Not yet.

I didn't come to you
just for the Band-Aids.

I thought I'd kill two
birds with one stone.

Am I the bird or the stone?

These are...

Inhuman asset numbers
and GPS coordinates.

Why do you have these?

Snagged them from a group
of Watchdogs on my way here.

Got a bullet for my trouble.

They're hacking into
S.H.I.E.L.D. servers.

That's how they find their victims.

Impossible.

S.H.I.E.L.D. servers are more
secure now than they've ever been.

They're held offline

in protected government facilities to...

Keep out people like me?

Yeah, well, they're getting in somehow.

And... I need you to do the same for me.

You want me to help you
hack my own organization?

Simmons, they're targeting Inhumans.

They are murdering us.

There are protocols, Daisy.

I take mandatory lie-detection tests.

I can't just voluntarily
aid a wanted vigilante.

What if it wasn't voluntary?

I've missed you, too.

It's hard to lose people you care about.

Believe me, I know.

Somewhere along the way,
something went wrong,

and colleagues of yours,
friends of yours, died.

I'd like to keep the past where it is.

Well, unfortunately, your past
has come back to haunt you.

Because your colleagues...

Turns out they didn't die that day.

What the hell are you talking about?

They're alive,
and they've gained abilities...

Abilities they're using to hurt people.

That doesn't make any sense.

Well, that's usually when
I enter the picture.

I'm hoping you can help me understand.

Look, this is, uh...

I don't want to get involved.

I have to move on with my life.

Any detail, even if it seems small,

could lead us to something.

I can't talk to the only other
person related to this case

because you put them in a coma.

You're all I've got.

Just point me in a direction.

There's a direction for you.

Stonewalled?

Is it all over my face?

It was a first attempt.

I didn't think he'd be
the trusting type.

Besides, it's not easy to find out

your colleagues are back from the dead.

Yeah, I can imagine.

No way.

What?

It's him, the matchstick guy.

- From Momentum Lab?
- Yeah, get in the car. I'm driving.

Oh, hell no.

What do you weigh, 210, 220?

It's not the extra weight.
It's your driving.

You should've let me take the wheel!

My car. I drive.

You wouldn't fit behind the wheel anyway.

- Duck!
- No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, you're gonna have to
do better than that.

Can't be a standard
Magnum under the hood.

That's got to be at least a 426 Hemi.

Maybe admire his car after we
catch him. What do you think?

Yeah, we'll never catch him.

I told you, you should've let me fix

the flight functionality in this thing.

Don't worry. It's not gonna
be a problem this time.

I get his car now, right?

Isn't that how this works?

Okay.

Let's go over it one more time.

Is that necessary?

Yes, because we
cannot afford to slip up.

Okay. So, in that high-security building

is one of the Inhuman
registration information servers.

I'm aware of how my own
agency operates, thank you.

Every day at the same time,

Agent Elizabeth Albee brings a drive

with updated information
to this location.

I'm to steal her I.D. badge...

So I can clone it and put a
fake identity on top of it.

And then you're gonna
take this flash drive...

Insert it into the server...

And it'll give me remote access.

Oh, there she is.

Right on time.

Okay, so we'll need to...

Simmons.

Simmons!

What the hell is she doing?

Nailed it.

What do you mean you nailed it?

What did you even do?

I simply told Agent Albee

that there was new
information on the flash drive

and she's going to
deliver it with the rest.

That should give us access.

And how did you get her
to agree to that?

Well, technically, as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s

Special Advisor in Science
and Technology,

she works for me.

I'm the boss.

There must be a way to synthesize

the necessary neurotransmitters

to regulate thalamocortical activity.

Or block reception altogether.

You know, a way to trick
the brain out of fear

and the resultant
physical strain on the body.

What I wouldn't have given
for that in primary school.

I used to get so nervous,
my eyes would all bug out,

and I'd lose my breath.

Aida, sh-she's out.

Why... Why... Why would she be out?

Oh, you're right.

Your eyes do bug out
when you get nervous.

Why are you not nervous?

Because I let her out.

Are you mad?

No, I'm just a scientist.

This is... This is a huge risk.

You can't... You can't just
parade her about.

No one's supposed to know about her.

I know it's a risk, but it's
a risk we have to take.

You have improved
her social cues dramatically.

We are on the cusp.

This is the ultimate Turing Test.

I mean, who better to put
Aida through her paces

than the most discerning,
formidable agent

that S.H.I.E.L.D. has to offer?

Fitz, art and science have
their meeting in method.

Oh, do... do not go quoting
bloody Bulwer-Lytton at me.

Fitz.

Hello, Fitz. Always nice to see you.

Hello.

Um, how... what is...

What is... how is
everything going in here?

Still waiting for them to finish the test

so I can get the hell out of here.

Just assessing any last glitches
before we send May on her way.

Good.

We'll leave the women to it, shall we?

Every Inhuman has a wristwatch,
an Asset Communication Device

that tracks location,
vital signs, et cetera.

I mean, it's for their own safety.

Yeah, how's that working out so far?

Well, I...

Elizabeth Albee came through.

Looks like an encrypted third party's

hijacking the stream of information...

As the devices send and receive signals.

So much for new security measures.

If they can tap into the data
directly, then they have...

Information on a lot of Inhumans.

I warned everyone on this list, but...

Let's just see how many
compromised names

you weren't able to...

Wait. I recognize that
number. Who is it?

James.

I haven't seen him since... Hive.

Right. Well, withdrawal from Hive's sway

- hit him even harder than you.
- I can imagine.

We did everything we could for him,
but like yourself,

it seemed he couldn't get
away from us fast enough.

Only shows his face at
mandatory check-ins.

Thank you for your help.

It was good to see you.

Where are you going?

James is next on their to-do list.

I have to get to him before they do.

We have to get to him.

In case you don't remember,
that's my job.

I appreciate the help, Simmons,

but I can take it from
here... On my own.

You can't have it both ways, Daisy.

You can't push us away and then
come crawling back, half-dead,

only when you feel like it.

It isn't fair.

You've already put a gun to my head.

We're in this together now.

So suck it up.

Damn. Not even a dent.

I wouldn't mind having
a superpower like that

for a day or two.

Hands off my ride, man.

The car is safe.

Your situation's a little
more precarious.

You really think this thing can hold me?

It's contained a lot more
dangerous people than you.

Is that a dare?

I've heard rumors from
your part of the world

about a man with a flaming skull.

Always seemed like an
urban legend to me.

You've managed to escape
capture all this time.

And we nab you in a parking lot.

That's got to hurt.

We got facts, too.

Robbie Reyes...
Dropped out of Garfield High.

Took work at Canelo Auto and
Body to help pay the rent.

A halfway decent driver.

With a few bad habits.

Well, one really bad
habit of killing people.

Only those who have it coming.

From what I can tell,
that seems to be true.

Which makes you a little
more interesting.

Well, I have a code I try to live by.

And a penchant for
spontaneous combustion,

which, I must say, sounds painful.

How do you do it? You're
not an Inhuman, are you?

Why do you guys keep asking me that?

Then where does your power come from?

I made a deal with the devil.

Right.

Okay.

Just...

Okay.

Ghosts, devils...

You believe any of this
stuff we're dealing with?

I believe in God, so I got
to believe in the other thing.

Well, in my experience,
gods usually turn out to be aliens.

Alien would definitely
explain the things he can do.

He was at the Momentum Lab

and showed up at the prison, too.

We're chasing the same things.

You said Daisy trusts him?

Maybe.

Huh.

Wh-Why? Why? What are you thinking?

Coulson.

What the hell are you doing?

I think it's time I make a
deal with the devil myself.

This is where James works?

Afraid so.

Well, whoever's running
the Terrible Ideas Division

is crushing it.

Now, stop me if you've
heard this before.

500 gram repeater,
10 shots of gold chrysanthemum.

I've seen it take a man's arm clear off.

So if you boys have got a death wish...

Mm?

...this bomb's for you.

We'll take five.

Excellent choice.

Hello, James.

Uh, go see Sean. Uh,
he'll take care of you.

Agent Simmons.

How are you?

Surprised to see S.H.I.E.L.D.
at my doorstep

and with the infamous vigilante in tow.

Quake now, isn't it?

I didn't come up with it.

But it's growing on me.

Burning the candle at both ends.

Speaking of burning, fireworks? Really?

With your powers?

Sean over there...
Longtime smoker, 30 years.

He gave up last summer.

He keeps a single cigarette on his desk

as a constant reminder of
what he doesn't want to be.

It's kind of like that.

We're just glad to see you're safe.

Why wouldn't I be?

The recent Watchdog attacks.

They're finding their targets

by hacking into Asset Comms Devices.

They can track your location.

So you think they're after me.

It's only a matter of time.

Take it off.

I wasn't really a willing participant

in this little security measure.

Mine doesn't come off.

Daisy.

- We have to get you out of here.
- Mnh-mnh-mnh.

I'm just trying to live a quiet,
normal life.

You don't understand.

That can't happen anymore.

The Watchdogs won't let you.

They are coming to take that life.

What's it worth, anyway, hmm?

I go from my rubbish job
to my rubbish apartment.

I got no family...

no reason to...

You know what that
feels like, don't you?

S.H.I.E.L.D. is here to
help you move on, James.

You can take a stand with me.

Fight back.

That's how you move on.

Take control of your life again.

I've got some stuff
to finish up, but, um...

meet me after closing at the
public-storage place next door.

Pod 212, second floor.

I got something that might help.

Damn, you two must be straight loco

letting me out of my cage like that.

Yeah, I was just thinking
the same thing.

I light up, I can bring this
whole plane crashing down.

With you in it? I don't
think you'll do that.

Flying isn't one of your special talents.

I'm opening a door for you, Mr. Reyes,

both literally and figuratively.

And in return you want...?

Same thing you do... Answers.

And your Uncle Eli has them.

That's why you were going to see him.

See, I think we're on the same side,

but I need you to prove it to me.

Prove you're not the demon
the stories say you are.

You saved a friend of mine from a guy

my bullets went straight through.

You're the only one we know
that can hurt those things.

So let's help each other.

Eli won't talk to us,
but he'll talk to you.

All we ask is that you let us
listen in on the conversation.

And if I say no?

Well...

then we open another door for you,

but we won't land first.

So, you see, to cease
the hormonal cascade

produced by the adrenal medulla

and prevent further
physical degradation...

You shut off my brain.

- Exactly.
- Mm.

I'm glad you understand.

Oh, that's the only thing I understand.

The point is, even though
you may be feeling better,

you suffered some very real,
very severe brain trauma.

That said, we're gonna have to keep you

just a wee bit longer
for further testing.

Just to track your improvements
before we release you.

Excuse me?

Agent May says you can shove
all your tests up your ass.

Well, that's not very nice.

You speak Chinese? Where are you from?

Well, most of me is Chinese.

Canadian. She's a Ca...
She's Canadian, Ontario.

Yeah, yeah, big
Chinese population there.

She did move around a lot as a kid,

'cause she's an army brat.

Oh. Um, Aida, if you could
go and ready the framework

for one last scan, please?

Of course.

You've been hiding Aida from me.

It's too bad.

I like her.

No nonsense, just business.

Very impressive.

Yeah.

Yeah, they don't make
them like Aida, do they?

Mm.

How's my baby doing?

You mean our baby.

Had to replace the fan belt.

She's been overheating a bit lately.

Nothing to worry about.

Your brother's good?

He's good.

Es bueno verte, Roberto.

Hola, tío.

It's not Christmas,
it's not my birthday.

Can't I just come visit
my uncle when I want to?

Yeah, I got S.H.I.E.L.D. and
you visiting me on the same day?

Come on, Robbie.

They just want to help.

They just want answers.

Answers for what?

They say that this woman
that you used to work with

is out there killing people.

Is that what they're saying?

Tío, I'm... I'm just trying
to understand, man.

I only know what you told me...

That you put a beatdown on your
boss, that he deserved it.

Why?

Who is she?

Dr. Lucy Bauer.

Joseph's wife.

You put him into a coma.

What were they getting into up there?

Madness.

They were the project leaders

of this privately funded think tank.

- Momentum Labs.
- Yeah. Next-level R&D.

They needed an engineer to
help them build their design.

They said they were
very impressed with me.

But what they really wanted was someone

who wouldn't ask too many questions.

And what were you building?

A Quantum Particle Generator.

It's a machine that can create matter

out of practically nothing at all.

That sounds... impossible.

Yeah, it's insane.

Defies all the laws of physics.

See, they thought they
were pushing boundaries,

and I thought they were playing God.

And it blew up in their faces.

Yeah, literally.

They should've listened to me.

The police said it was an accident,

but Joe made them move forward,

and it killed them, killed the
whole team... his wife.

Joe killed them.

I was so pissed at
what he'd done, that...

That I couldn't stop him.

But I just... I just... I snapped.

And I'm doing the time.

You see, Robbie, what I wanted was...

Revenge.

Why didn't you tell me
any of this before?

'Cause you were just a kid.

And I was...

I was supposed to take care of you,
and I let you down.

But these are my demons.

They're not yours.

Robbie, Lucy Bauer isn't dead.

This accident must be
how she got her powers.

Find out where she'd go.
What is she after?

What is she after?

She's gonna go after the book.

Book? What book?

I don't know what it's called.

They say it gave them the
knowledge to build their machine.

It has all the knowledge that
anyone could ever need.

Coulson.

They were obsessed with it.

This book is evil, Robbie.

I don't want you involved
with any of this.

Coulson.

We got to move.

We got a situation with an asset.

A volatile one.

Joseph.

Wake up, Joseph. I need you.

Wake up, please.

Wake up.

There you are.

Now, tell me... Where's the book?

What's going on?

Took a while to catch up with you guys.

Had to get a head start.

We going after that book?

Not yet. Something came up.

Yo, listen, I held up my
end of the deal, all right?

Either we go and get after it,

or I take my car, and I do it myself.

That's not how things work here.

We need to make a detour.

We could use your help

if you're still interested
in our arrangement.

That depends on you.

May I ask you a question?

Of course. Ask me anything.

Why did Fitz lie to Agent
May about where I'm from?

You're still in the testing phase, Aida.

The point of you is to pass for human.

You must always act accordingly.

But you programmed me not to lie.

It's one of my tenets,

along with not harming
humans and being able to...

Well, lies themselves are
not always inherently bad.

Their intent can vary.

Sometimes it's okay to lie

to shield people from certain truths,

to spare their feelings
or to save a life.

Whose life was Fitz saving when he lied?

Why, yours.

So, you're dragging James
into your vigilante quest.

Is he your sidekick now?

Quake and the Amazing Bomb Boy?

How about you go wait in the van?

We're supposed to be helping him.

I am helping him.

You've chosen to walk
your brooding path.

Fine.

Don't drag him down with you.

I never tire of hearing
two women fight over me.

What do you have for me?

We should be on the move.

Oh.

Well, that's a nice how-do-you-do.

You're gonna like this.

We keep a lot of our raw
materials here in storage.

Figure some explosives
might come in handy.

It's a start.

I could use a different
type of firepower right now.

I've got you covered.

Remember, I was lighting fuses
long before I was the fuse.

Maybe doing some good
will make you feel better.

I think it might. Yeah.

This is your plan?

Explosives? What is wrong with you?

This is not the solution to anything.

The Watchdogs are killing people.

Violence, retaliation...
That is all they understand.

If I have to speak their
language, then so be it.

Hey.

Just take it easy on her.

She doesn't understand what it's like...

To change, to lose everything.

I know.

That's the point.

Fight back, right?

Only thing is...

...the Watchdogs aren't my enemy.

You gave them access to your watch,

let them hijack the signal.

You son of a bitch.

How could you do this to us?

How could you do this to me?

You're the one that turned
me into this freak of nature.

You were obsessed with
going through Terrigenesis.

I gave you what you wanted.

I didn't ask for this.

Hive?

And bloody misery.

If I could take it all back, I would.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is putting everything
into helping Inhumans.

Inhumans are a scourge.

The Watchdogs have the right idea,

so I struck a deal with them.

Help them hunt and kill every Inhuman.

- Aah!
- Hey!

Hunted like the animals that we are.

And I'm gonna be the last one to go.

You really hate yourself that much?

I don't hate myself.

I hate all of us.

I told you to wait in the van.

Aah!

Catch them!

This is gonna be fun.

- Where the hell are they?!
- Find them! Spread out!

Go, go, go!

Are you all right?

I've been better.

Thanks for the assist.

Likewise.

Though another move like that

and you're likely to break
every bone in your arms.

Yeah, I might've done that already.

How many shots do you have left?

Not enough.

It's a perfect
night for a little mayhem.

Wouldn't you say, Quake?

We have to get out of here.

You know, killing you may
not bring me peace...

...but it sure as hell will feel good.

I'm on fire.

Well, a little more than usual.

Aah!

Huh.

I don't know who the
hell you think you are,

but you just made a big mistake.

Funny.

I was gonna say the same thing...
without the accent.

Robbie?

Take the stairs, find Agent Coulson.

- Coulson?
- Go.

It's time to pay for your sins.

Let's head back up, check it out.

Not smart to fire a gun in here.

That makes six.

No telling how many more are around.

They're like cockroaches, these guys.

Oh, Coulson.

- Simmons.
- Just in time.

What the hell are you doing here?

We came to find James.

We thought he may be targeted
by the Watchdogs, but...

"We"?

That's exactly why we're here.

His GPS signal went out,

so we came to his last recorded location

and found it overrun with these guys.

They've got to be here somewhere!

James turned on us.
He's working with the Watchdogs.

Then it's a good thing
we brought Robbie Reyes.

Fight fire with fire.

That's a saying, isn't it?

I won't let you take me yet!

I will be the last one to die.

Did two fire dudes just
drop into a warehouse

full of fireworks?

You had to see that coming.

Let's go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

You said alive, right?

Thank you for saving
Simmons and I back there.

You're welcome.

Are you gonna... say anything else?

Nothing else to say.

I'm just glad you're safe.

- The Watchdogs are...
- The Watchdogs took a hit.

They continue to be a threat,

but we have to put them on
the back burner for now.

They're not gonna stop
just because we...

We have a more pressing
threat on our hands.

Sorry, but for me, nothing
is more pressing than...

Look, I know you two like to work alone,

settling the scores that
are personal to you,

but that's not how we
work here at S.H.I.E.L.D.

We work together...
To keep everyone safe.

From things like this.

Is that the book my
uncle was talking about?

I think so.

Well, you know where to find it?

No one ever has.

Not Daniel Whitehall, not the Red Skull,

not even Nick Fury himself.

He's an old friend,
sort of a mentor, really.

But they all went looking for it.

It's called the Darkhold.

It's been referred to as a book of sins,

a book of spells... infinite knowledge.

I don't know what it is,

but I do know that it's in
all of our best interests

to keep it out of the wrong hands.

That shipment you were
tracking in Los Angeles.

Yeah, I thought it was a weapon.

In the form of a person.

Lucy Bauer.

Who your uncle said was playing God.

Now she's after it.

So you may want to be solo,

but forces beyond our control
are driving us together.

You don't need us? Fine.

Right now, we need you.

Do you have any idea where to start?

Joseph Bauer,

the man Robbie's uncle said
was at the center of all this,

he's been in a coma all these years.

Well, he just woke up.

I would like to thank you again,
Agent May, for all your help.

Yeah, we know the tests
were obnoxious enough

to make you want to hit someone.

Just glad that person wasn't me.

Need a lift?

Desperately.

It's good to see you
back in fighting form.

- Dying takes a lot out of you.
- I've heard.

We should start a club,
get some T-shirts made up.

We got a problem.
I need you with me on this.

You know I'm in.

Thank you for your help.

It was my pleasure, Agent May.

I don't think we've met. Phil Coulson.

Agent Coulson. I'm Aida.

My assistant.

Oh. How long have you
been lending a hand

to our friend Dr. Radcliffe?

Since he gave me hands.

Oh. Wow.

Impeccable work.

I'm a fellow amputee.

What happened, if you
don't mind me asking?

Not at all.

I've actually been this way since birth.

Thank God for Dr. Radcliffe
and Dr. Fitz's work.

Couldn't agree more.

Hey.

Now I see why you've been
spending so much time here.

What?

Aida... She's beautiful.

Is she?

Ah, yeah, she is all right, I guess.

I prefer a classical beauty myself.

She's so real.

Her... Her conversational responses,

her range of motion...

Those are weird things
to say about a person.

Fitz, she's an android.

You do know she's an android, right?

Yeah, of course I know
that she's an android,

'cause I helped out.

Why do you think her dynamic
reaction force is so low?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Well, I wanted to.

Obviously, you can't
tell the new Director,

and what with your lie-detector
tests becoming more frequent,

who knows the next time they're
gonna call you in and then a...

Tomorrow. It's tomorrow.

Well, that's not good.

This is one lie you're
gonna have to tell.

Actually, I'll have a few.

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