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Previously on The 4400 : These sh*ts are free.
Give them to anyone who wants them.
But be careful to explain the risks.
I couldn't save her.
- There are no guarantees.
- There never are.
- Cassie Dunleavy.
- Maybe I'll see you around.
Do you ever go visit your cousin Shawn?
Is he getting any better? Maybe someone should try injecting him with a big old dose of promicin.
It would be like giving him a jump-start. Ever since the came back, it's been one sacrifice after another.
It has to stop.
- It worked, right?
I'm not dead.
- Not this time, no.
Next time you might not be so fortunate.
They told you to k*ll me.
You didn't do it.
Do you think maybe that's why your girlfriend's gone?
I know you've been looking for Alana Mareva for three months.
You must have considered the possibility that she was abducted again.
I'm sorry.
I didn't see you there.
Excuse me.
How did you get in here?
I don't understand...
Okay, this is too weird.
I'm getting off.
Excuse me.
I need to get out of here.
I need to get out of here.
No, please.
No, please.
No, no.
No, I can't handle tight spaces!
I can't breathe!
I've gotta get out of here.
Get me out of here, please.
I can't breathe!
Help me!
I can't breathe!
I can't breathe!
I can't breathe!
Help me, please.
I can't, I can't...
Please, leave me alone!
He's gonna k*ll me!
No!
Leave me alone!
Stop!
Please!
Leave me alone!
- Can't believe this guy.
- Check his arms.
See if he's got a Medical Alert bracelet.
- Hey.
- Hello, Tom.
When I heard about your sister, I figured you might be showing up.
Yeah.
- Ben and Maia with you?
- No.
They're in Spain, which is where I'll be as soon as I figure out what happened to April.
You working any leads?
No one's seen or spoken to her in months.
I don't even know if she's alive or dead.
Just because she got a promicin sh*t doesn't mean she took it.
No, this is April we're talking about.
If she got the sh*t, she took it.
Yeah, look, if there's anything I can do, anything you need, you just say the word.
Actually, I was hoping you could tell me a little bit about your new boss.
Meghan Doyle?
She's young.
Inexperienced.
Think-t*nk smart.
Spends a lot of time in the theory room.
- Why?
- I was thinking about asking for temporary reinstatement.
Just hoping access to NTAC's resources will speed up my search.
I'm not sure she'll go for the temporary assignment thing.
Then I'll have to tell her I'm back for good.
So you're gonna lie?
This is my sister.
I'll do whatever it takes.
I'm so sorry for dumping all this on you.
I know that you've got other things on your mind.
Is there news on Alana?
I have to admit that the resemblance is striking.
And there's nothing about her in any of these art books?
All I know is that from June to September, , Claude Pierrot painted six portraits of a woman named Alana.
Who she was, what happened to her afterwards is all a blank, but that?
That's her, Diana.
That's Alana.
You think they sent her back into the past as some kind of punishment for you not k*lling Isabelle?
I think the future gave her to me and the future took her away.
I guess there's no way of ever finding out.
Maybe there is.
I know how to contact the future.
I've done it before.
Oh, no, please.
Tell me you're not thinking of doing anything stupid.
Oh, Tom.
I will always be grateful for you for getting Maia back, but you attempted su1c1de.
The reason they saved you last time is because they needed you.
- Now, that's not the case this time.
- It's been three months.
- I don't know what else to do.
- Wherever Alana is, whatever happened to her, she does not want you dead.
Yeah, Baldwin.
Don't let them take me!
Please!
They're gonna k*ll me!
What you're looking at is a highly-elevated fear response.
In Mr.
Kopelow's case, it's a fear of clowns.
But to have that kind of reaction, doesn't there need to be, you know, actual clowns?
Well, that's what makes these cases so unusual.
There is no external stimuli present.
How many cases are we talking about?
Eight in the last two hours, which is why I called you.
See, we all have things that we're afraid of.
Insects, heights.
But we learn how to cope with them.
In these people, those coping mechanisms are turned off.
They've seen their worst fears come to life.
And you think a ability is behind this?
Someone or something is turning their pre-existing fears into unmanageable phobias.
- Excuse me.
- Wow, eight cases in two hours.
I'd say someone's been busy.
For all we know, they're just getting started.
- My employees drove people crazy?
- All we know is that five of our victims had receipts from your branch's ATM.
According to the transaction slips, they all used the machine some time between : and : this morning.
The bank isn't even open then.
That means no one on my staff was responsible, right?
We're still gonna need everyone to submit to a promicin test to be sure.
Tom, look at this.
- Max Kopelow.
- Yep.
And look who's behind him in line: Jacqui Glendon.
- Our claustrophobia victim.
- Yeah.
Check this out.
There's no audio, but it looks like there's commotion just outside of camera range right there.
- What do you think?
- We'll need a list of everyone
- who used that ATM this morning.
- I can get you that.
Great.
- Hey, sleeping beauty.
- Hey.
- How does it feel to be awake?
- It feels pretty good.
- They're kicking me out today.
- You're going home?
That's fantastic.
Make those media hounds outside very happy.
I might disappoint them and sneak out the back.
I don't know.
I cannot believe how much catching up I have to do.
So much crazy stuff has happened the last three months.
Change is painful.
It comes with a cost.
- You're quoting Jordan Collier now?
- You say that like it's a bad thing.
I didn't think he'd go through with it, hand out all the promicin.
He knew what would happen.
He knew it would k*ll all of those people.
Yeah, and I felt bad for those people.
I've seen promicin do some amazing things.
I guess I should be thanking you, huh?
- For what?
- Come on, Kyle.
I overheard the doctors talking.
They said that there was some kind of spike in my promicin level and that's what woke me up.
And it was you and my mom in the room when it happened.
And I kind of doubt that my mom could get her hands on a sh*t.
It's been three months, man.
The doctors weren't sure you were ever gonna wake up.
Somebody had to try something.
What about your dad?
He's gonna figure out it was you.
Probably.
San Sebastian is one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
- And that view of the bay at night.
- It's pretty spectacular.
Which is why if I dropped everything and moved there with my daughter and boyfriend, I might find it a little hard to give up.
Well, it wasn't an easy decision.
No, but knowing the separation was only temporary must've made it easier.
I'm not really sure how long I'll be staying.
- It could be quite some time.
- At least until you find your sister.
Look, Diana, I know you've been trying to track April on your own and that you've hit a brick wall.
But you flash an NTAC badge?
It's amazing how fast those walls come down.
It's clear what you get out of this arrangement, but what's my win?
Me.
I'm your win.
Temporary or not, you could use another experienced agent here.
That's pretty much what your former partner Tom said.
Smart guy.
You should listen to him.
Let me ask you a question.
Have you ever seen La Dolce Vita?
Dubbed or subtitled?
Do I look like I watch dubbed movies?
Do I?
Welcome back, Agent Skouris.
I'm being reinstated because I like foreign films?
No, of course not, but it doesn't hurt your cause.
Transferring me?
Where?
It's a brand-new facility for people who have developed abilities the government considers non-threatening.
They're kept on the inhibitor, but otherwise it's less like a prison and more like a...
An internment camp?
There's an exercise yard, a library that you can use, and of course you'll be allowed to interact with the other inmates.
Sounds nice.
Nicer than this place, anyway.
Then we'll arrange for your transfer, but first we need you to sign this.
It's a consent form giving us permission to test your tolerance for promicin.
You wanna see if I can get my abilities back?
We wanted to make absolutely sure that you can't.
The substance that your father injected you with negated your abilities, but before we can move you to another facility, we need to be positive that they're never coming back.
What if they do?
What then?
We're prepared to deal with that contingency as well.
This morning when you were in line at the ATM,
- do you remember seeing this man?
- I wasn't really paying any attention.
I was on a business call.
Does NTAC cover your life insurance?
Did you notice anything while you were there?
Anyone's behavior strike you as odd?
There was this one guy.
I think he was complaining about the line.
- How long it was taking.
- What did he say, exactly?
He was yapping about the bank being too cheap to spring for another ATM.
He's right about that, by the way.
- What did he look like?
- Twentysomething.
I think he was wearing kind of like a baseball cap, just a regular guy.
When do you ever notice people at banks unless they're robbing the place, right?
Hey, Tom?
We've got a no-show.
Thank you.
Mr. Kennedy?
I'm Agent Garrity, NTAC.
Stop!
Okay, stairs.
Take it slow.
- I made up your old room for you.
- Okay.
Danny, why don't you take your brother upstairs while I make some lunch?
There.
- How does a tuna melt sound?
- It's my favorite.
All right.
Come on, Troy.
Talk to us.
Why did you att*ck those people, huh?
You got a problem with Columbia Fidelity Bank, huh?
Or maybe you did it for a laugh.
Think screwing with people's heads is funny?
Is that it?
No, look.
I admit I took promicin.
I lost my job, I couldn't pay off my credit cards, my girlfriend dumped me, l...
I was desperate.
- I took the sh*t to make my life better.
- Better?
Better?
Better how, huh?
By driving a bunch of people crazy?
They're at Abendson Psychiatric Hospital writhing around in straitjackets.
It wasn't me.
I swear.
My ability is harmless.
I play music.
I pick up any instrument and I'm like a virtuoso.
Really?
Well, I'll go home and get my clarinet.
Guys, can you step out for a sec?
I just got off the phone with the Seattle P.D.
There's been another...
I don't even know what to call them, phobia att*ck?
Yeah, pretty much says it.
A call came in minutes ago from an apartment over on Lakemont.
Manager has been screaming about how the place is covered in germs.
- We've had Kennedy in custody.
- Then he's not our guy.
Which means whoever is doing this is still out there.
Great.
Great.
When do you have to get the applications in?
I've got another month or so.
- That's even if I apply.
- What do you mean if?
I thought that you were gonna be the next Clarence Darrow.
Yeah, I thought so too, but now, with everything that's going on, the world's a different place, and law school just seems so meaningless.
Just because the world's changed doesn't mean that you have to.
Maybe I want to.
It's like the world's made up of two different classes now.
You've got people with abilities, who are capable of amazing things.
People like you.
Then you got the regular schmucks who just have to deal with the fact they're a little less special than they could be.
You know, I've been thinking about it a lot, and I wanna take the promicin sh*t.
Those sh*ts are k*lling people.
I know all about the risks.
I think they're worth it.
They're not worth it.
Not when you have as much to live for as you do.
Think about the odds, okay?
There's a fifty-fifty chance that you would be committing su1c1de.
What are you really afraid of, Shawn?
Me dying, or me getting an ability?
That would put us on equal footing.
We can't have that.
- This is not about you and me.
- No, it's always about you and me.
I thought you'd be excited about this.
I thought you'd be supportive, but I guess I was wrong.
Danny, please listen...
No, I'm glad that you're back.
I am.
But I'm not asking for your permission.
I mean, the stuff is out there, and I'll get it with or without your help.
I have to clean.
I haven't finished.
I haven't finished.
I've gotta clean.
The germs are everywhere.
- Just stop.
Don't touch me.
- What happened to his hands?
Paramedics found him scrubbing them with a Brillo pad.
Well, I just checked his apartment.
According to his records, this guy Haugen banks at Washington Prime, not Columbia Fidelity.
This is a separate incident from the one at the bank.
Or maybe he knows the victim in some other way.
Let's canvass the building, talk to the tenants.
See if we can find a link.
Can I help you?
So is this about Ray?
I saw him being loaded into an ambulance.
Did you see him before that?
Maybe earlier this morning?
No, but my husband did.
Our bathroom faucet's been leaking for a week and Ray still hasn't gotten around to fixing it.
What time do you expect your husband home?
Why?
It's not like they had a fight or anything.
You know, when I was a kid, I used to play with trains too.
Just like...
Don't worry.
It's not your fault.
Brandon's autistic.
- He likes things in a certain way.
- Back!
Back!
Look, we're gonna put it right there.
There you go.
See?
It's all back.
It's okay, baby.
Here.
Okay?
It's okay, sweetheart.
Come on.
Come on, it's okay.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
- Excuse me.
- Is this your husband?
- Yeah, that's Ryan.
Why?
Isn't he one of the guys from the ATM line?
I think we found our link.
So you want me to talk to Danny?
You might be able to talk some sense into him.
Convince him that he'd be, you know, crazy to take that sh*t.
I can't do that, Shawn.
If Danny wants to take promicin, I say give it to him.
Kyle, this isn't just some guy on the street with nothing to lose.
This is my little brother.
That sh*t could k*ll him.
It didn't k*ll me.
You took promicin?
- Kyle, you took promicin?
- Three months ago.
My hand was shaking so bad I could barely hold the syringe, but I survived.
I didn't get an ability, but I survived.
Since when do you care about getting an ability so much?
It's not just about getting an ability, Shawn.
It's about making a difference.
What Collier's trying to do?
Change this world?
Man, that's important.
I wanted to be a part of that, and I bet Danny feels the same way.
No, Kyle, I don't think that Danny cares about Jordan.
Or changing the world.
He's trying to prove something to himself or to me.
It's a jealousy thing.
That may be true, but the reason doesn't matter, okay?
If Danny wants the sh*t, I don't think you or anyone else has the right to stop him.
I'm sorry, Tom, but Ryan Powell tested negative for promicin.
I had no choice but to release him.
Same with the ATM customers and the bank employees.
- They all came back clean.
- That can't be right.
Powell is our only link between the bank victims and Ray Haugen.
- That's just a coincidence?
- I don't know.
But Ryan Powell didn't take promicin, he doesn't have an ability and he's not the guy we're looking for.
Did you lose a filling or something?
- My tooth.
It just fell out.
- Jed, there's nothing in your hand.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Calm down.
Calm down.
Jed.
Hey, just calm down.
Get somebody in here.
This is Meghan Doyle.
I need a medical team up here right away.
Look at me.
Look at me.
I'm coming apart!
- I'm gonna die!
- It's okay.
Get somebody in here!
Aren't you gonna say hello?
Are you headed somewhere in particular, or are you just combing the city hoping to find me?
Where have you been, huh?
That art school you said you were going to, I went there.
- They never even heard of you.
- Does it matter where I go to school?
The important thing is Shawn's okay.
He is, isn't he?
How'd you know the promicin would wake him up?
- Who are you?
- Come on.
I think you know that.
What's that supposed to mean?
What's that supposed to mean?
You said you wanted answers.
I'll take you to them.
Are you coming or not?
- He looks fine to me.
- Trust me.
He's not.
Well, I don't understand.
You've been together all day.
Well, pretty much.
The bank, the public building, we had contact with all the same people.
I mean, that's a bit odd, isn't it?
That he would be affected and not you?
It was that kid.
It was that kid, Diana.
It has to be.
When we were at Ryan Powell's apartment, I was interviewing the wife.
Garrity tried talking to the son.
He's autistic.
He started screaming and rocking back and forth.
That's when it happened.
It has to be.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, please.
Just...
Let's get out of here.
Just throw some stuff together and let's go.
What do you say?
Do you wanna go on a road trip?
We're not going anywhere.
Just tell me why NTAC's after you.
It's not me they're after.
- It's Brandon.
- Why?
Brandon hasn't done anything wrong.
- Has he?
- I swear I was only trying to help him.
Jess...
Jess, I did something.
- I couldn't tell you.
I'm sorry.
- You did something?
Oh, you gave him one of those sh*ts.
You gave him one of those sh*ts?
You bastard!
What did you do to my son?
What did he give you?
You're too late.
- They're gone.
- Where are they, Mr. Powell?
I don't know where Jess is taking him.
She didn't tell.
We need to find your son before he hurts anyone else.
Where are they?
You know what it's like to have a son who won't hug you, or smile at you?
Won't even look you in the eye?
Clear.
Is that why you gave him promicin?
I thought if Brandon got an ability it would make him better.
At least help him to communicate.
I don't know even what my own son is thinking or feeling, you know?
That's no way for a kid to live.
All he does is play with that g*dd*mn train.
Mr.
Powell, we're gonna need you to think.
Where would your wife have taken Brandon?
Look, I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
Please.
Please.
None of this is his fault.
He doesn't know.
He has no idea what he's doing.
If anybody's to blame, it's me.
So your wife, she didn't know you injected him?
Are you kidding me?
Fifty-fifty?
She'd never agree to that.
But you were willing to take the risk.
I see other parents with their own kids, and the warmth and the joking around.
I wanted some of that.
I wasn't trying to k*ll Brandon.
She has to believe that.
I just, I just...
I just wanted him to have a chance at a normal life.
Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Tyler.
We'll be in contact shortly.
- Get me a copy of the lab report.
- Is that all?
We're done?
Did I pass?
Hello?
Well, you wanted answers, Kyle.
You'll find them in there.
- Are you coming with me?
- It's better if I don't.
What do you know about White Light?
Not too much, actually.
My great-grandfather founded the group back in .
Even at its height, the membership never exceeded a few dozen people.
The whole thing only lasted a few years.
They all d*ed.
b*rned to death in a fire.
What did these people believe?
They believed that a messiah would return from the dead and lead the world to salvation.
Not the proudest branch on my family tree, but people are interested in this stuff, so I keep it around.
This was their scripture, and this was the messiah they were waiting for.
Yeah, that looks like Jordan Collier.
You're not the first person to mention a resemblance.
I don't know, maybe.
Feel free to thumb through the book if you'd like.
A few of the chapters are too charred to read and one of them is written in a...
I don't know...
. a code or something, but there's enough for you to get the gist.
That's great.
Thank you.
Oh, Brandon.
Please, not now, okay?
Are you hungry, honey?
Do you want a snack?
No?
Okay.
How about your train?
You want your train?
I've got your train right here, sweetie.
Okay.
Honey, here's your train.
Brandon, please calm down.
Please, for Mommy?
Brandon, I've got your train, sweetie.
Come on.
Come on.
Do you see them?
Do you see them?
- Are they gone?
- Is what gone?
The snakes.
They're here somewhere.
I know it.
Don't let them get me, please!
Mrs. Powell, just calm down.
You're gonna be okay.
I promise.
Did you see the direction your son was headed, Mrs. Powell?
No, I must have blacked out.
When I opened my eyes, he was gone.
You have to find him.
You have to find him.
He's out there all alone.
He must be scared.
- Please!
- Okay, Mrs. Powell.
If you were Brandon, if you were your son, where would you go?
Hey, Diana.
Hey, kid.
Shouldn't you be at home?
Hey.
Where are your parents, bud?
Do they know you're out here?
Come on, buddy.
Take it easy.
Take it easy.
So, what did you think?
Pretty interesting reading, huh?
That's why you brought me here?
To read that book?
A messiah who rises from the dead, who passes out a sacred elixir that changes the world?
I know.
That sounds like Jordan Collier.
That healer who lays his hands upon the sick?
I'm guessing that's Shawn.
Don't forget about the shaman whose visions guide the messiah down the path to enlightenment.
Wanna take a s*ab at who that is?
The shaman is you, Kyle.
Me?
I know it might sound a little intimidating.
Intimidating?
Try insane.
I admit that book got a few things right about Jordan, about promicin, but the rest of it's vague.
There's that whole chapter that's in code.
What about the part says, "The messiah will show the face of God"?
"And all will know his face, and he will smile down upon us and walk among us, and the Earth and heaven will be as one."
- Collier's gonna make that happen?
- With your help.
- It's a prophecy, Kyle.
- I don't believe that.
Look, you helped me wake up my cousin.
For that I am grateful, but this is over.
No, Kyle.
It's just beginning.
This cult, White Light, it's still around, isn't it?
You're one of them.
You're trying to use Jordan to start some kind of crazy religious revival.
I'm not gonna be a part of that.
- You already are.
- I don't wanna hear any more.
Just stay the hell away from me.
- What changed your mind?
- Nothing changed my mind.
I don't agree with taking promicin.
I think it's a mistake.
Fifty-fifty?
Those are lousy odds.
But you were right about one thing: It's your decision, and I don't want you getting arrested trying to find the stuff yourself.
They're throwing people in jail, Danny.
No trial.
I don't get it.
You were with Collier from the beginning.
He put this out there.
I mean, if you don't agree with it, where does that leave you and him?
I wish Jordan had buried that stuff somewhere.
These abilities cause as many problems as they solve.
Just do me a favor, okay, and just hold off for a while.
Maybe if you read the paper the next few weeks, law school won't seem so bad.
Yeah, okay.
I can do that.
Please don't look at me.
I don't like people looking at me.
Okay.
I'm gonna call this in.
Don't worry, sir.
We're gonna get you help.
Are there gonna be people there?
I don't like people seeing me.
At least Brandon's giving us a trail to follow.
I hate that we have to sedate him, but I don't know how else to get him back to NTAC.
I'm starting to remember why I gave this job up in the first place.
Diana, I wish there was another way, but his ability's too much of a thr*at.
If only Jordan Collier wasn't the most wanted man in the world, he could take his ability away, couldn't he?
We can't cure him of his ability, but maybe there's a way we can help him control it.
It's okay, Brandon.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Can we just do this, please?
He's been given the inhibitor.
Hopefully he won't be in any danger, but there's some risk involved.
So if you wanna back out, we'd understand.
It's not that.
I haven't healed anyone in months, and autism is developmental.
I haven't had a lot of success with that in the past.
But you will try.
Yeah.
Is that it?
Is that it?
Did it work?
Just...
Brandon?
Brandon, look at me.
Da...
Da...
Da...
- Dad?
- That's right.
I'm your dad.
That...
That was incredible.
I forgot how much I liked this.
Look at you.
I can give you a few minutes, Mr. Powell, but then I'm afraid you're gonna have to come with us.
My son has been in a prison his entire life.
I'm happy to trade places with him.
Your test results came back.
Whatever you were given to take away your abilities, it induced a permanent allergy to promicin.
If you were to take the sh*t, it would be fatal.
You will never get your abilities back, Miss Tyler.
Does that mean I'm getting out of here?
The transfer should take place within two weeks.
This how you spend your Saturdays?
Most nights too.
I thought you might wanna hear some good news.
Dr. Clayton says the people Brandon affected, they're beginning to show signs of improvement.
You think the inhibitor had something to do with it?
As soon as we muted his ability, their symptoms began to dissipate, which means Garrity should be back in rotation soon.
Unless you'd prefer to stick with Skouris.
Look, nothing against Jed, but if Diana's gonna be around, she's my partner.
Okay.
So, what happens to Brandon now?
Well, as long as his mother brings him in for weekly injections of the inhibitor, he should be able to live a fairly normal life.
More normal than he has up to now, anyway.
That was an amazing thing your nephew did.
Yeah, these abilities people get, they come in handy sometimes.
It's worth remembering.
So is it really her?
Alana?
I keep trying to convince myself it's not, but yeah, it's her.
All I can think about is "how do I get her back?"
Maybe all you can do is let her go.
- I really need to take this.
- Yeah.
Dr.
Sawyer?
The news isn't good.
- Your father's had a relapse.
- Pneumonia?
His breathing's been severely compromised.
Well, he's beaten this before.
I know, but I think it's time we start preparing ourselves for the inevitable.
I'm sorry.
- How did you get in here?
- It was easy.
Where you go, I go.
- So you're stalking me now, is that it?
- Come on, Kyle.
Think.
I don't go to the Art Institute.
There's no record of me anywhere.
I show up wherever I want to.
What does that tell you?
Hey, Kyle.
- Are you up for some dinner?
- Hey.
I don't feel like eating alone tonight.
Dad, I want you to meet Cassie.
Okay.
Who's Cassie?
Is she someone you met at work?
You find yourself a girlfriend already?
That would be a little bit awkward.
See, I'm not what you'd call "real."
I'm Kyle's ability.
Hey, I don't mean to pry.
Sorry.
You should bring her by the house sometime.
So we on for dinner?
Yeah.
Yeah, just give me a couple minutes, okay?
- Yeah, great.
- Okay.