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JENNIFER: Previously on 12 Monkeys...

I can protect you now.

You can be a daughter again.

Daughter... (SHATTERING)

She said I was Primary. You are Primary.

I see everything.

Changes made in time.

TOMMY: We keep the lines straight. The circles circling.

None of this was foreseen.

You're walking through a Red Forest. The grass is tall.

It is time, my son.

My journey ends, but yours begins.

(CRACKLING)

(RUMBLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Time has been altered.

Change was not supposed to be possible.

You promised the cycle would hold.

The virus was destroyed.

We had to regroup, move on to contingencies.

This is not what you foretold.

What do you want from me?

Why is she so important?

Dr. Railly is a threat to everything. We should eliminate her.

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

PALLID MAN: Did you get your answers, darling?

Of course not.

The one who sees all and knows all is asking us

to see nothing and know nothing.

It's chaos.

It's beautiful.

A new uncertain cycle has begun.

Find Dr. Railly.

And bring her to me.

(THUNDER RUMBLING) JAMES: What the hell is that?

That, Mr. Cole, is us running out of time.

Literally.

She will only see him today.

JENNIFER: No, dear. No, you're not getting it. No.

You never call, you never write.

(SNORTS AND LAUGHS)

Jennifer, you're not safe out here.

We know why The Messengers went back in time.

They're destroying Primaries, people like you.

Collapsing time, creating paradoxes.

You should come back to the facility. You'll be safer.

You want me to move in? I mean, it feels so sudden.

It's not a joke.

You've seen what's happening outside,

and if the Twelve Monkeys ever got to you...

They won't get me with my Daughters around.

My army is better than theirs.

They got Tommy Crawford in 1944.

And if they paradox even one more Primary,

game over.

Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together,

mass hysteria!

(LAUGHING)

We don't know how to find the others. We're running out of time.

Well, you need a guide. Another Primary...

Like you. Not this me.

I'm no spring chicken anymore.

Can't see 'em like I used to in my head.

It happens as we age.

The voices fade.

What about the you from 2016?

Now, she's got the touch. She's got the power.

So, that's it.

I travel back to 2016 if... Nope.

Not you.

Me?

She says that's how she remembers it, so that's how it has to be.

(GROANS) You know how this shit works.

No straight lines, okay?

Chicken, egg, omelet.

I hate time travel.

Jennifer stayed in New York after I left her there.

She hung around the hotel bar at the Emerson a lot.

You find her there, she'll take you to the next Primary.

(EXHALES)

What is she... What are you doing?

Mustering the energy to face Jennifer Goines again.

Oh. Come on, she's not that bad.

She's worse. She's horrible, man.

JAMES: All right, all right.

But given the situation, can we overlook her shortcomings?

Yes.

(CASSIE SIGHS)

Uh, hey, Cassie. What?

Listen, if you, uh, get into trouble back there...

We use the newspaper trick again.

If I sense anything's up, I'll send you a message,

you come and get me. Deal?

Deal.

Nice to see you two getting back on the same page.

(SNIFFS)

I can feel your breath on my neck.

Do you like that? No?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Dr. Railly has agreed to go back to 2016

to find the young Jennifer Goines.

She better hurry.

You coming?

Go ahead, initiate the sequence.

It's not like you to miss a splinter. Are you all right?

This is what happens when you play God

and you don't know your lines.

You and your horseshit.

Just get in here and do your thing.

Did the other Katarina let you talk to me this way?

Yes?

Isn't that one of Deacon's men?

What's going on?

I sent some guys on a supply run.

Five men went out, only one came back.

(BUZZING)

He found us, man. (PANTS) The Foreman.

What happened to the others?

He got 'em.

Rankin, Otero, he got 'em all.

I barely made it. They... They came out of nowhere.

Four of my guys, who are stronger,

faster and smarter than you,

they got grabbed and you got away...

I got lucky, man.

You made a deal.

No way, man. I... I wouldn't do that.

To save your own skin? Sure you would.

(SIGHS) What did you promise him?

Supplies? This place?

Me?

Is he still looking for me?

The Foreman's only after us because of you. You don't like the...

(GUNSHOT)

(BODY THUDS)

Hey!

What was that?

That is how we deal with traitors in the West 7.

You been gone a while, guess you forgot.

You have all this responsibility,

and you're still a homicidal asshole.

Do you wanna read me my rights, officer?

Nah, I didn't think so.

Executing one of your men in cold blood?

Bet he's not happy I saved your life.

Are you sad about Clem?

Because let me tell you, like most of my guys,

Clem was a very bad man.

And he put this facility at risk.

And killing him was the only way?

Someone has to make the hard choices around here.

Where are you going?

2016 to find Jennifer Goines.

The young one.

Didn't you try to kill her?

Technically.

You wanna keep going on and on about how dangerous it would be

for these Primary whackos to fall in the wrong hands.

Maybe the smart move would be to gather

whatever information you need

and take them off the board.

Yeah. That would be your solution,

wouldn't it, Teddy Boy?

Hey, look, it's Time Jesus.

Everyone, please step back from the machine.

See you soon.

Watch your back.

Splinter safe.

Gentlemen, if you please.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Initiate Splinter Sequence.

DEACON: Glad to see Cassie's cleaning up your mess.

My mess? How's that now?

Well, weren't you supposed to save the world?

Bang up job. Love the red skies.

My job would be a hell of a lot easier

if you hadn't walked The Messengers in through the front door.

You know, for a guy who's always going on about traitors.

Said the man whose best friend

is a mass murderer.

(MACHINE POWERING DOWN)

I got better shit to do.

Yeah, try not to shoot anyone in the face on the way out.

Joe.

How are you, Joe?

(CHUCKLES)

You know you're never gonna win him over, right?

Joe loves me. I'm one of his regulars now.

What is your obsession with this hotel, Jennifer?

You have more money than God.

Can we please splurge on drinks that come in clean glasses?

I like it here.

I think she's stalking some guy who lives in this hotel.

Wait a minute. That guy that you went on about in group?

The Otter-whatever? Shh!

What's said in group stays in group.

Oh. Uh, be right back. Order for me, okay? Usual.

Oh. Hey, guy.

Ms. Goines, how are you?

It's Don. We've met, like, a bunch of times.

I just came here to check on...

Suite 607, right? See if anybody's home.

Just like clockwork. I get it. I'm the same exact way as you, you know.

You like structure, I like structure.

People don't appreciate that. Not like we do, right?

We're like two peas in a pod.

Okay, listen, bellboy,

I get that most of your clientele

are one syllable shy of monosyllabic,

but I don't come here to chitchat...

Is that a new dress, by the way? Fantastic. The pattern, very slimming.

Information, spill it. Suite 607.

That occupant is upstairs in the sitting area.

He's here? Wow.

Hello, Jennifer.

No.

Sorry, Cole couldn't make it.

I need to know about the Primaries you see.

No. I'm good now.

I'm fully medicated, gluten free.

You are not gonna screw that up for me.

Medicated, like, through a licensed physician?

It turns out my condition can be managed

when my doctor isn't being paid by my father

to keep me locked up in an institution.

No more voices, no more visions.

So you don't see the Primaries anymore?

Nope.

You know, you are a pain in the ass in every time period.

Why do you care about the Primaries?

Because the Army of the Twelve Monkeys is killing them.

They're creating paradoxes, trying to destroy time.

They killed one in 1944 named Tommy.

He knew your name.

I'm betting you know his.

Poor Tommy. Jennifer?

Are you okay?

I have to go now. My friends are here.

Dr. Railly.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(YELPS)

Looks like your friend is one of them. Come on.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Look, is this really what you want?

People being executed in the hallways?

Mr. Cole,

very little in my life consists of what I want.

Mr. Deacon is an arrangement of necessity.

The longer the mission takes,

the more vulnerable this facility becomes to the dying world outside.

Deacon being here makes the facility more vulnerable,

from the inside and out.

You think the Foreman's the only guy looking for him?

He's dangerous. He's a savage.

So were you when you first arrived here.

But never proud of it.

I'm not going to debate this any longer.

Time and space is tearing itself apart. That needs to be our focus.

For now, you will just have to figure out how to work with Mr. Deacon.

She's gonna let it go, isn't she?

That is bullshit.

You hear me? Bullshit!

All right, all right.

I tried giving Deacon a second chance.

He ain't gonna change, brother.

Clem was an idiot, but he wasn't wrong.

Deacon's got a lot of enemies, doesn't he?

Yeah. The Foreman.

We don't need him or his marauders anywhere near this place.

It's bad enough the West 7 are here.

Listen to me, brother. I know you want everything to be Kumbaya.

There is no Kumbaya as long as Deacon's still here.

And you know that.

Guess you can't trust anyone.

Did you know they were watching you?

Don't know about Monkeys. Don't know about Primaries.

You wasted a trip.

Next time, vet your sources better.

You were my source in 2044.

You sent me here.

Said you could tell me everything about the other Primaries.

You conveniently left out the part

about your BFF pulling a gun on us.

Maybe every version of me thinks you're kind of a bitch.

(GASPS)

Uh, excuse me.

Clozapine, Risperdal,

Abilify.

If the meds are preventing you from seeing Primaries,

taking you off of them may bring back the visions.

You know that's not how it works, right?

Hallucinations don't come with an on-and-off switch.

You sure you're a real doctor?

You're right.

We need a trigger.

What are you doing?

Your file from J.D. Peoples, I kept it in storage.

There was something in there.

Here it is.

"Psychotic breaks stemming from an incident at the family summer house,

"which preceded her mother's commitment."

(MUFFLED GASPING)

What happened at the family summer house?

Hey-

Hey!

Get back in the car.

No means no.

Take back the night. Stop the insanity.

Not now.

(GASPING) Stop it. No.

(PANTING)

(EXHALING SHAKILY)

(JENNIFER GROANS)

I take my meds, I watch my stress,

I stick to my routine, I cope.

But she's always there.

(EXHALING SHAKILY)

You have no idea how exhausting it is being crazy.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

Maybe that crazy can help save the world.

Wow.

There's some manipulation for you.

Look.

I used to think that the plague

was the worst thing that could ever happen.

But this destruction of time...

It's the end of everything.

Green to red.

Womp-womp-

Rehashing my deepest darkest secrets

will save the collapse of time and space?

Why not? Sounds like fun.

Hey-

Jennifer, car's this way.

The Goines family summer home is a long drive. We need snacks.

(SIGHS)

STACY: I'm sorry, ma'am.

Dr. Railly just caught me off guard.

I didn't know she would come for Jennifer.

Did you hear anything else?

Tommy.

They said something about someone named Tommy.

Tommy Crawford.

1944.

Dr. Railly is looking for Primaries.

That's why she took Jennifer. That's how we find them.

Well, then, someone's playing my song.

(PALLID MAN WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING ECHOING)

Welcome to Casa De Childhood Trauma.

Hasn't changed since the day I left.

Daddy's orders. (SCOFFS)

Daddy had a lot of orders.

(SIGHS)

Someone comes to dust and check the place every few weeks.

I'm paying them too much.

CASSIE: So, if no one lives here, then why did your father keep it?

It wasn't his.

It's part of the Markridge Family Trust.

Caroline Markridge. Daddy didn't make money, he married it.

More opportunist than genius.

(GASPS)

What's in there?

It's my room.

(CREAKING)

CASSIE: The Witness.

How long have you been drawing these?

My whole life.

Started with stick figures.

Got better as I got older.

My mother hated them.

My disturbing images disturbed her already disturbed mind.

Your mother was mentally ill?

Not Primary. Just sick.

She hated them.

The things I saw.

Madness feeding madness.

There's a monster.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

There's a monster.

JENNIFER'S MOTHER: There's a monster.

JENNIFER: There's a monster. (MUFFLED SCREAMING)

A monster? JENNIFER'S MOTHER: There's a monster.

The monster wants to destroy the world.

It's okay.

Mommy will stop it.

(GASPING)

Mommy Will kill it.

No! No, wait out here.

MAID: What are you doing?

Okay. You're okay. (GASPS)

You're okay.

You're okay.

It's me.

I'm the monster.

She tried to drown me but the tub overflowed.

And then the maid came, called 911.

Daddy spent a lot of money to make that one go away.

(EXHALES)

Then he sent her away.

Then, eventually, it was time for me to go away.

I'm sorry.

Was your mom nice?

She was.

She died when I was 10.

Was it sudden?

Yeah.

I never got to say goodbye either.

Maybe that was for the best.

No.

No, I don't blame her.

She thought I was gonna destroy the world. She was almost right.

But you didn't, Jennifer

She was wrong, and so was I.

I think I can help you now.

DEACON: Foreman and his guys travel light.

But if they are on the move, I want spotters in all four quadrants

and I want a two-man perimeter, okay?

Move.

Camping trip? That's romantic.

Adler tracked another anomaly. A factory north of here.

Gotta go see how far it's traveling.

Well, let's take a drive then, boys.

(LAUGHING)

No way.

Such distrust. Has it come to that?

You really think we'd go out there alone with you?

DEACON: You're gonna need a vehicle, right?

Guess who makes that happen around here?

You drive.

Kyle, | think.

Kyle Slade, Primary.

He's from New York. Talks like he is.

Has bad thoughts.

I know this.

Fear City.

This is New York City in the 1970s.

Fiscal crisis, high crime, police made pamphlets to give to tourists.

I saw it in a documentary about the origins of hip hop.

Well, aren't you full of surprises?

Why don't you go take your meds?

You deserve to be sane. Stick to a schedule.

They're in my car.

Kyle Slade, New York City, 1970s.

PALLID MAN: It's 1975, to be precise.

We sent two of our Messengers there after him.

Or we will send.

It's... It's all this time travel... It's tricky to follow.

It's rewarding when you do.

Memories.

How did you survive the paradox at the book store?

Oh, me? Um...

I have really good genes.

You can't shoot both of us, Doctor.

Didn't see that one coming, did you, Tall Man?

Can't paradox this Primary if she's already dead.

My, how you've changed.

But as tempting as it might be to put a bullet into this one's head,

I don't think you've got it in you.

That's right.

JAMES: So, the Foreman.

What'd you do to get on his shit list?

RAMSE: Sneakin' Deacon.

Hard to believe it could be your fault.

You're such a stand-up guy.

You know, I could kill all clay, every day for the rest of my life,

and I still wouldn't touch your body count.

RAMSE: That wasn't murder.

History as it was.

True, you'd have to step up to be a murderer.

No, you just whispered in the ear of the trigger man.

You are Lady Macbeth, at best.

I never pegged you as a reader.

Books didn't die in the apocalypse, boys.

Which reminds me... Jesus, will you shut up?

I swear I'd drive us into an anomaly right now,

if I could get away from the sound of your voice.

(DEACON LAUGHS)

You know, I was pissed when you left the West 7.

I could've respected it if you'd at least

tried to slit my throat on the way out.

But, no, you slunk away in the middle of the night,

with your tail tucked between your legs. For him?

JAMES: It's called loyalty.

Wouldn't expect you to understand the concept.

Well, that died along with the seven billion.

How are you supposed to save the future if you can't survive it?

That's what you're trying to do, buddy?

You trying to save the future?

Peace, love, happiness.

Maybe a world that's not a total piece of shit.

Sounds pretty good to me.

I'll take it from here.

You know, I think I should stay.

Your failure-to-success ratio has been a bit off lately.

Do not challenge my authority.

The Witness has spoken. He has entrusted me with the new cycle.

Yes.

Though I do wonder for how much longer.

Don't you?

I will complete the immersion with Dr. Railly. Alone.

You have a plague to reconstruct

for your beautiful uncertain cycle.

Go.

Now.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Jennifer

It's good to see you again.

The reports of your recent wellness were quite pleasing to me.

My wellness? Who told you that? Your spy?

Stacy was there to watch over you.

Ensure your safety.

I'm tied to a chair. Epic fail.

Get her out of here.

Dr. Railly.

We have unfinished business.

(GASPS)

(GAGS)

(SPITS AND PANTS)

We're going on another trip to see The Witness?

Good.

I can't wait to tell him

about how I burned your virus and set you back years.

Then I'm gonna tell him about how I've been taking out your Messengers.

Eight down, four to go.

And I am gonna kill every last one of them.

And then you.

(GRUNTS)

You're important to him. Not to me.

Remember that.

(ECHOING) Now let's take a walk.

We're walking through a Red Forest.

Moving right along. Footloose and fancy free.

Wow.

Ooh, ticky-tock. Oh, me, I'm a lawnmower, look.

(IMITATING WHIRRING NOISE)

You can tell me by the way I walk.

Jesus, Jennifer, I thought you were on your meds.

I am.

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

"Word of The Witness."

Well, best before September 2044.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

This is it.

Adler said there'd be anomalies.

I don't see anything out here.

Let's check inside.

Let's go.

All clear.

(GUN CLICKS)

Deacon.

Foreman.

(GUN CLICKING)

Oh, wow.

That is good.

You set me up.

(GUN CLATTERS)

Respect.

We had Whitley find one of his guys.

Offered you up in a trade.

For?

Peace, love, happiness.

(DEACON CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTS)

Honestly, boys,

it's what I would've done.

It's good to know that you have finally learned

what I've been so desperately trying to teach you.

You still talk too much.

It's not like we were ever gonna work things out over a drink.

Ah!

(GRUNTS)

(DEACON SCREAMS)

Cassie.

On. (PANTS)

(BREATH ES SHAKILY)

You're walking through a Red Forest.

And the grass is tall.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

It's just rained.

(RAIN FALLING)

Most of the blood has washed away.

There's a house in the distance.

Cedar and pine.

You've been there before.

You are not alone.

There is a man.

See him. Know him.

Like a memory of tomorrow.

Who are you?

Aaron?

OLIVIA: Just let him in, Dr. Railly.

Let him in.

Let him show you everything.

No beginning, no end.

No death.

Let him in.

(SONG PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

Dr. Railly? Come on. (SNAPS FINGERS)

Cassie? Cassie? Cassie?

You're okay. I got you.

We're gonna get you dressed, and I'm gonna get you outta here.

Okay?

Here. Can you get UP?

Okay.

(EXHALES)

Olivia.

Yeah. You're right.

(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

(some STOPS)

You tried to make my friend crazy.

Jennifer, you're hurt.

No more tea. No more water. No more baths.

I care a great deal about you, Jennifer.

You're like a daughter to me.

I thought that's what you wanted. To be a daughter again.

(SIGHS)

No.

Jennifer

You know what the one difference between you and my mother is?

What?

(GASPING)

I get to say goodbye to you.

(PANTING)

How dare you?

RAMSE: We had to deal with the Foreman.

And Deacon was gonna be a problem. We had to strike first.

Isn't that exactly what Mr. Deacon would say?

That's some weapons-grade irony right there.

None of us have to like it, but it had to be done.

(FLOOR CREAKING SOFTLY)

The Foreman will no longer be a problem.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Now,

the thing about him

is he saw himself as a hunter.

And he would collect these off of the guys that he killed.

Trophies.

This one belonged to my brother.

Now, my guys, uh,

they don't know what you tried to do, do they?

Well, |won't tell if you won't.

Respect.

It's a good look for you.

Hey,uh....

Next time you go to the past,

why don't you bring back some whiskey?

We can finally have that drink.

Can you feel that?

You know, after the paradox with James,

I awoke from that chemically-induced coma seeing my scars,

which didn't bother me.

Appearances are meaningless,

as you'll discover.

The hospital was empty and quiet.

But

I was filled with such joy.

So I ran down the hallway as fast as I could

to this window that opened up across the city.

I expected to find the world in death

and chaos. In plague.

But it wasn't there. The world lived.

Imagine my great disappointment

in you.

(PALLID MAN SIGHS)

(RUMBLING)

Dr. Railly's immersion is complete.

Olivia was wounded. Which I'm sure you have witnessed.

Give it to me.

Trust me with the cycle.

Put me in charge,

and I will see this done.

(VOICE WHISPERING FAINTLY)

(EXHALES)

The Witness has spoken.

(GLASSES TINKLING)

Excuse me.

Can I get a whiskey sour?

Got your message.

Right on time.

BARTENDER: Whiskey sour.

You remembered. From 1944.

So, how'd things go between you and Jennifer?

The old version of her hasn't blinked out,

so I'm assuming you didn't kill her.

We're good, she and I.

I think that's why she wanted it to be me.

Her messed up way of making friends.

So things went okay?

We ran into some trouble.

The tall man who killed your father is alive.

But there is some good news.

We know one of The Messengers' targets.

A Primary named Kyle Slade. He's here in New York in 1975.

Let's get back to 2044 and find this guy, stop another paradox.

I'm gonna stay.

Jennifer got hurt during our escape.

It's just a concussion, but I think I should keep an eye on her.

She's upstairs, recuperating.

Something else happen?

Look, I know things between us haven't been 100%.

But you can always talk to me.

I'm fine. I'm just tired.

Okay.

Excuse me.

I'll take the bottle.

Long story. I'll tell you when you get back.

Thanks. See you.

Cole.

Be careful with this one.

From what Jennifer said,

this Primary is not like her or Tommy.

He's dangerous.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

EN JENNIFER: Dead Primary? Death isn't Primary. Death is divisible.

Death and deadly forest. This time. I don't have time.

Time. End of time.

Ones and reds, threes and greens.

Leaves are falling on the forest bed.

KYLE: Bloody forests. This time, next time, out of time.

Next time, out of time.

End of time.

Finally.

James Cole is coming for me.