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Raina: Why would S.H.I.E.L.D.
keep details
of your death from you?
What happened in Tahiti?
Dr. streiten: Director fury...
he had a team of scientists
working around the clock
I wanted to die.
And we should have let you.
Coulson: Once we capture Quinn,
we'll be one step closer
to the clairvoyant.
Where's skye?
Agent coulson, it's dangerous...
Sending her in like that,
all alone.
[ Gunshot ]
Oh. Oh, God. Hang on.
Put her in there!
Is it working?!
We need to get her
to a medical facility and fast.
She was shot twice
in the abdomen
at close range
almost two hours ago.
She's tachycardic, hypotensive,
and lost a significant amount
of blood.
We had to lower
her core body temp
in order to transport her here.
It's probably what
kept her alive this long.
We'll do everything we can.
Dear. I'm a mess.
No. You were great.
Intubate, and let's start
getting that shirt off.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Okay, let's prep her for ex-lap.
I'm here.
That's unacceptable.
I need to speak to director fury
immediately, please.
Why didn't I stop her?
I could have.
As if you could stop skye
I shouldn't have let her
go after Quinn by herself.
What was I thinking?
It's not your fault.
She shouldn't have been there.
I'm her s.O. It's on me.
The one to blame is the man
who shot her, Ian Quinn.
He's responsible.
Coulson: Yes, the message is,
I have an agent dying,
and there are questions
only he can answer.
[ Beep ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Woman talking over p.A. ]
How is she?
Not good.
The shots perforated her stomach
and penetrated the large
and small intestines.
We resected what we could,
but...
There's been too much damage.
So what's next?
We can keep her comfortable,
but you'll need
to make a decision
on whether or not you want to
keep her on life support.
You're saying
there's nothing to be done?
I'm saying
you need to call her family
and get them here
as soon as possible.
We're her family.
In that case, I'm very sorry.
Finally.
I was beginning to think
you'd forgotten...
ohh.
[ Grunting ]
Wait! You can't!
[ Grunts ] Why?
'Cause you're defenseless,
like she was?
[ Grunting ]
May! May!
[ Breathing heavily ]
Outside, now.
Aah.
He deserves to die, not her.
Agreed. But right now,
Quinn doesn't matter...
only skye does, and I need you
to pilot the plane.
You heard what the doctor said.
She said there was nothing more
they could do for her,
but there are doctors who
brought me back from the dead.
If they can do that,
I'm betting they can save skye.
[ Metal clangs ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
They've ordered us to hand over
Quinn for interrogation
and transport to the fridge.
Do you want me
to arrange the transfer?
No.
Quinn stays in our custody
until I say otherwise.
Yes, sir.
Are you sure about this, taking
her all the way to Bethesda?
It's where my file says
I was treated after New York.
The doctors there will be
able to do anything different?
I know they saved you, but...
they did a lot more
than save me.
They kept me alive for days.
Simmons: That can't be.
What you're describing...
it's medically impossible.
Except for the fact
that I'm standing here...
proof that it's not impossible.
And here's more proof...
my file, describing
how they brought me back...
the doctors,
the procedures, the drugs.
Sir... It's against the law
for us to read this.
Are you sure?
I don't care
about your clearance level.
I'm ordering you to read it.
"Death and recovery report."
That director fury
gave me access to this.
I've gone over it
dozens of times.
I need you to decipher
the medical parts of it
feel free to reach out
to Dr. streiten.
He should be eager to answer
any questions you may have.
Yes, I'm sure
I'll have quite a few.
So, what about Tahiti?
Turns out, not so magical,
just false memories implanted
to cover up what was done.
Sir... It says here
your heart was perforated,
torn in half.
That part of it I understood.
And yet, they managed to heal
the damaged tissue completely.
So we can do the same for skye.
That's what I'm counting on.
We'll get right on it, sir.
Thank you.
[ Sighs ]
Hurt much?
I'm fine.
Coulson told me
how long he was dead.
But you already knew that,
didn't you?
I saw skye... In the pod,
machines filtering her blood,
breathing for her.
I'm not sure
I'd make this play...
fly halfway around the world
hoping for a second miracle.
If coulson thinks
there's a chance in a million
to save skye, to save any of us,
he'd take it.
People like us...
we need people like him.
So, yeah, it makes sense...
a lot more sense
than the alternative.
You mean giving up?
Or killing the man responsible.
I did like seeing you
go after Quinn.
You don't open the blinds
like that very often.
Woman: S.H.I.E.L.D. 616,
this is tower Michael tango.
You are in violation
of S.H.I.E.L.D. directive 1297.
Disobeying a direct order.
We didn't hand Quinn over
for interrogation.
Great.
[ Engines roar ]
This is S.H.I.E.L.D. 616.
How do we proceed?
Prepare to be boarded
and relinquish command.
Really?
And S.H.I.E.L.D.
sends a plane after us?
Three planes...
a small transport to dock
and a pair of f-35s
to make sure we hand over Quinn.
[ Thud ]
[ Whirring ]
If they scratched my paint,
I'm gonna be pissed.
I'll await your orders, sir.
Garrett? What the hell
are you doing here?
Well, as opposed to the
level 8 *** I'm staring at,
I still follow orders.
You're the worst
at following orders.
Maybe... But I like this one.
You are to immediately
turn Ian Quinn over
for transport to the fridge.
Agent Antoine triplett,
agent Phillip coulson.
You wouldn't know it
to look at him,
but Phil's one of our finest.
Trip joined me as my specialist
after ward came to your circus.
Go secure the prisoner.
Yes, sir.
Phil, come on.
Just because fury gave you
this pretty plane
doesn't mean they won't
shoot it out of the sky.
Why are you really here,
Garrett?
S.H.I.E.L.D. could have sent any
security team to collect Quinn.
Why you?
You've been chasing him, too.
Since Malta.
Then yesterday,
your little Italian job
cost my team weeks of work.
You can't have him, not yet.
This isn't a request.
She's on life support
in a med pod downstairs.
We are taking her to
the trauma center in Bethesda.
Quinn actually
pulled the trigger?
Skye infiltrated
his compound in Malta.
When he saw her yesterday,
seems he took it personally.
I never took him
for a triggerman.
He pays others for that.
I've lost three of my own
chasing him.
Then you understand
why I can't give him to you
until we save my agent.
Because if
she doesn't make it...
Agent grant ward.
Trip. [ Chuckles ]
Is Garrett upstairs? Yeah.
You know, he still talks about
that thousand-yard shot
you took in bandung.
It was 2,000.
So, what are you doing here?
Man, this is like
the playboy jet.
I mean, a guy could get soft
bunking in a space like this.
How did coulson
swing such a sweet ride?
He died. That's tight.
You want to point me
to the box you're keeping Quinn?
H.Q. Ordered Garrett
to haul his ***
to the fridge for questioning.
[ Breathes sharply ]
Is that a full bar?
You're welcome to it.
But, uh, Quinn stays put
till coulson says otherwise.
Garrett was your s.O., too,
so you know how this works.
Why don't you remind me?
Garrett wants Quinn.
It's my job to make sure
Garrett gets what he wants.
Now where is he?
Can't help you with that.
No worries.
I'll find Quinn myself.
I'm sure he's tucked between the
jacuzzi and the squash court.
Hey.
[ Both grunting ]
Agent ward, stand down.
[ Coughs ]
Agent Garrett and I
have come to an agreement.
He convinced h.Q.
He could interrogate Quinn here
on our plane
as we continue to Bethesda.
Well, I'm a bit of a
sweet talker when I need to be.
You wouldn't believe
what I could talk
this son of a gun into.
Good seeing you, son.
You, too, sir.
And thank you.
Saving the girl's top priority,
and she might know something.
I've never heard of half
the drugs they gave coulson...
gh-325?
This robotic-assisted-
neural-micro-surgery
they used to implant
the Tahiti memories?
It all sounds so diabolical.
I agree.
We can't argue with the results.
He's walking around.
Yeah, but at what cost?
You read the transcripts.
He begged the doctors
to let him die.
This is different.
Skye's still alive.
We have to keep her that way.
[ Cellphone vibrates ]
Oh.
I've asked Dr. streiten
to advise us.
[ Beep ] Hello.
Yes.
Are you sure?
That can't be.
[ Door opens ]
And here I thought I
was gonna get to play bad cop.
Ian Quinn,
this is agent Garrett.
He's here
to ask you some questions.
I... my head's still ringing
from the last visitor.
At least the last visitor
left you with a head.
I'm not always that considerate.
I'm interested
in one of your newer projects.
Hmm? Oh, but there are so many
to choose from.
Let me be clear...
you have no rights.
The only thing
keeping agent coulson here
is the very weak heartbeat
of a young agent downstairs,
and the only incentive I have
for not tearing your tongue out
is that you use it
to answer my questions.
Is that clear?
[ Mumbling ] Mm-hmm.
You understand that?
No.
[ Groans ]
Aah. Ohh.
Tell us about cybertek
and the deathlok program.
Deathlok?
Catchy, right?
Sounds like some wrestler
from the '80s.
What is it really?
And the last agent
that waded into them
wound up
with two in the stomach.
[ Grunting ]
So... She's still alive?
Yeah. And you better hope
she stays that way.
Is that why you shot skye,
because she saw
what cybertek delivered?
I shot skye because that's what
the clairvoyant told me to do.
May: You wanted to see me?
I just got off the phone with
the trauma center in Bethesda.
Dr. streiten's
gone off the grid.
So we'll find a different doctor
there who operated on coulson.
That's the thing. Actually...
Coulson was never treated there.
You're not making sense.
None of this makes sense.
The doctors listed,
the operating-room number...
none of them exist.
None of them
are part of S.H.I.E.L.D.
What I find surprising
is how a big-shot billionaire
could fall
for this psychic mumbo jumbo.
Oh, I doubted it
at the beginning,
but then I realized
it would be mutually beneficial.
He must have something
pretty terrible on you.
Let's just say
I learned the hard way
that obeying
was in my best interest.
Yet... Here you are.
Let me assure you it wasn't luck
that led me to your partner's
black sedan in Berlin
or that he'd open the door
for a redhead
or those two agents in Morocco.
Do you think
it was just a roll of the dice
that my people
found them in that riad?
No, it was the clairvoyant.
Your clairvoyant say anything
about me knocking your teeth in?
The clairvoyant
sees everything...
except what happened to him.
This is still about me.
Wait.
You're gonna need
to rewind the tape, Phil.
You heard about my near-death
before the battle of New York?
There's more to it than that.
I thought
I was gone for seconds...
turns out it was days.
That's impossible.
Which is why
the clairvoyant will do anything
to know how it happened.
Even order you to shoot skye.
Garrett: Wait.
You don't know what S.H.I.E.L.D.
did to save you.
That's why we're flying
to where I was treated.
So shooting the girl
forces you to figure it all out.
So the clairvoyant
can finally see.
Or you let the girl die.
[ Sighs ]
[ Engine roars ]
The place we were going,
the doctors who treated you...
they don't exist.
Or maybe they exist
somewhere else.
This is S.H.I.E.L.D.
there are always secrets.
Your file is filled
with secrets...
experimental drugs,
unknown surgical procedures
we've never even heard of.
Frankly,
Fitz and I only understand
about 70% of what's in here.
Even if we do find
where they treated you
and we were able to
replicate the procedure,
there's the other
obvious question.
Which is? Whether we should.
What you experienced, sir,
if this file
is even partially accurate...
no one's suggesting
that we submit skye
to everything
that I went through,
but if there's something
in here... a drug,
a treatment that can save her,
we need to find it.
Figure it out.
Yes, sir.
You disagree. No.
I think we need to do everything
humanly possible to save skye.
But we need to acknowledge
that doing so
might give the clairvoyant
exactly what he wants.
It's a risk we have to take.
[ Sighs ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
How is she?
Deteriorating,
and I don't know how to stop it.
The only thing
I've found remotely interesting
is something called "gh-325."
Some kind of drug?
Agent coulson
was injected with that,
his wounds showed signs
of cellular regeneration.
Regeneration?
Is that even possible?
Even if this miracle drug
does exist,
we don't know where to find it.
No logs of anyone's departure
or arrival.
I think maybe
I can help with that.
You've set up the echo-chamber.
Yeah, I made a couple of calls.
A buddy of mine works in
the archives at the triskelion.
Agreed to let us access it
from here.
Hard to believe,
but this cube contains
all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s
historical administrative data.
Yeah, but if agent coulson's
operation didn't take place
at a S.H.I.E.L.D.
medical facility...
we won't find any record
of it here... I know.
But this also contains
all interoffice memos,
travel arrangements,
purchase orders.
Maybe we can
track down the location
through a virtual paper trail
of some sort or another.
Yeah. [ Beeping ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Sighs ] Okay.
Well, let's start
with the travel memoranda
from the date
coulson got stabbed.
[ Beeping ]
Here we go.
Dr. streiten's departure
from the triskelion?
Maybe they have that. Yeah.
Here. This is interesting.
A world war ii bunker?
Definitely not a sanctioned
S.H.I.E.L.D. facility.
"The guest house"?
Exactly.
Guest house... g.H. Gh-325.
Look at the file's
access history.
The only record
of it being opened...
Is by a level 10 operative.
So, fury's been to this place,
and he's the person
who sanctioned the operations
on agent coulson.
And why aren't
you trying to find the file?
[ Beeping ]
Ah, damn.
Encrypted.
Skye could crack this.
What would she do?
It's not an encryption.
[ Engine roars ]
The guest house
is not a S.H.I.E.L.D. facility.
We don't know
who or what's in there.
Be prepared
for potential resistance.
No contact from inside?
May: I've tried every
known channel... no response.
Place could be abandoned.
We need the people inside
to work on skye.
Simmons is prepping skye to move
at a moment's notice, sir.
Trip can help.
He's had med-tech training.
Good. We do our jobs right,
this will all go peacefully.
What if they don't
want to help us?
I'll say "pretty please."
We need the doctors alive
and the place intact.
If it does go sideways, Fitz,
I need you down there
to determine what
Simmons can use to help skye.
And then we take it. Let's move.
[ Tone plays ]
Alpha: Company?
Nothing's scheduled
for a couple weeks.
Try the protocol.
Alpha: How was the drive
from Istanbul?
Countersign? No clue.
Never heard it.
Fitz: I can't find it
in any of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s
protocol directives.
This is agent coulson
with S.H.I.E.L.D.
We don't know the counter,
but we have a team member
in dire need
of medical assistance.
We know she can be treated here.
Open the doors.
Maybe we can work something out.
Do you copy?
How was the drive from Istanbul?
We're looking
for medical assistance.
A person's life is at stake.
Will you help us?
How was the drive from Istanbul?
"Pretty please" it is.
These guys are good...
hacked their way in.
How the hell
did they find this place?
Doesn't matter.
Didn't know the countersign.
You want left or right?
Left's good.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
There's an antechamber
and a set of glass doors.
Can't see much beyond that.
Lights are all out.
Well, they know we're coming.
Let's go say "hello."
Clear.
Okay, Simmons,
we're going in now.
Simmons?
Damn it.
Comms are down.
There's too much Mountain
on top of us.
Trust me... it's better.
You don't want them
hearing the horrible death
we're walking into.
Humor, son.
You brits are too serious.
Besides, if the job was easy...
It wouldn't be any fun.
I'm not afraid... not yet.
I suspect the real danger
won't happen
until we breach
that bulletproof glass.
Probably a stairwell
back to the surface.
What do you think, Fitz?
Can you get us inside?
To certain, horrible death?
Absolutely.
Okay, sir, just say the word.
Once we get inside,
everybody find cover.
All right, gentlemen,
here we go.
[ Beep ]
But you continue firing on us,
we will defend oursel...
I count two hostiles.
Copy that. Ready?
You got one of
those little flash things?
Yeah.
Ward.
[ Groans ]
Clear!
See if you
can get some lights on.
Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
No hard feelings, Bob.
Clear. We're not done.
This one'***.
Shouldn't be too hard to find.
Coulson: Go.
We're gonna get you
medical help.
Is anyone else down here?
Where are the doctors?
We're looking for a drug...
gh-325.
It might help you, too.
Do I... K-know you?
I-I might have spent
some time here awhile back.
Then you know about...
The timer.
Garrett: We got a problem!
[ Breathes sharply ]
Semtex.
The whole place
is rigged to blow.
Fitz: There's enough explosive
to bring down the whole Mountain
on top of us.
Sir. Less than 10 minutes.
If the guards had eliminated us,
they'd stop the timer.
Since they didn't...
Fitz: It's some kind
of emergency override.
Skye could probably get past it,
but I can't hack the panel,
which means
we're trapped in here.
You're the guy who taught ward
how to disarm nuclear bombs.
Figure out a way
to get us out of here.
Let's go find the drug.
So this is some sort
of medical facility.
I'm not sure
it's gonna do us any good.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Tough when it's your team.
You guys go back a ways?
Not really. A few months.
We have nothing in common...
couldn't be more different.
But you can't imagine
your life without her.
Yes.
You've experienced that,
agent triplett?
I have.
Sometimes,
a person takes you by surprise.
Yeah.
She's very lucky to have you.
I know anything bad
ever happens to me,
hope you're in my corner, too.
[ Footsteps approach ]
May: Comms are down.
If I don't hear anything within
the hour, I'm going after them.
[ Rapid beeping ]
Skye's coding. Both of you, now.
[ Flatline ]
How can we help?
I need a unit of epi.
Got it.
Don't. Let me die.
Let me die!
Is that where...
Yeah.
The timer doesn't
control the explosion.
It's just a clock. Detonator
must be somewhere else.
It's not in here,
or I'd have found it.
There's no time
to search the whole compound.
Maybe we can take some semtex,
use it on the doors.
Sir, are you sure you want to?
We should put suits on
before we go in there.
You're right,
but there's no time.
I wish I could speak to Simmons.
She'd know
what most of this stuff is...
or, at least,
what stuff not to touch.
Uh...
Fitz.
Oh.
I don't see any g. H...
Agent coulson.
It's locked.
Here. Put these on.
Got it.
We couldn't stop it.
Four minutes and counting.
Almost there.
There's semtex throughout here,
as well.
This is it... 325.
This is the one we want.
We got to go.
Get it up to Simmons. Yeah.
Sir.
I'll be right behind you. Go.
Three minutes.
Have you worked much
with munitions, agent Fitz?
Explosives are
a fascinating specialty...
very exacting.
Too big a concussion could
trigger a chain reaction...
bury us like fossils
for a thousand years.
Guess we don't have to worry
about the clairvoyant
finding this place.
Agent ward...
Would you do the honors?
Ward: Thought you'd never ask.
[ Gun *** ]
Can you slip through?
[ Grunts ] Go. All right.
Get that drug up there.
Coulson.
Where the hell is he? Phil!
Go with Fitz.
Make sure that drug
gets to the girl.
Agent Garrett.
Go! Save the girl.
Simmons: Weak,
erratic heart rate.
Each time we save her,
I ask myself,
"is this what skye would want?"
We didn't come this far to quit.
Fitz: Get o...
the ground immediately.
They're alive. Maybe we can...
[ flatline ] Fitz, come in.
What's your status?
[ Breathing sharply ]
Garrett: Phil!
Phil, what the hell?
Clock's not slowing down.
It's about to get really warm
in here.
Hey, you with me?
The guys are out already.
They took the drug up to skye.
Right now, we just need to
get out of this Mountain
and off the ground.
Now let's go.
[ Flatline ]
You want more epinephrine?
We found it.
What is it?
May, get us off the ground,
or it'll fall out from under us.
[ Whirring ]
[ Engine roaring ]
No! Don't give it to her!
[ Flatline ]
I was losing her, anyway.
What harm can it do?
[ Monitor beeping ]
Come on, girl.
Garrett: It's working.
[ Rapid beeping ]
Simmons: She's spiking.
Stop it.
How can we stop it? Skye!
What's happening? [ Crying ]
Fitz: Do something...
we have to do something.
[ Gasping ]
[ Beeping slows ]
Her heartbeat...
she's stabilizing.
[ Sighs ]
Could someone tell me
what we just saw?
The girl's a fighter.
What was that stuff
you just gave her?
I don't know.
All I know is that it worked.
You're a real miracle worker.
You did it.
Something happen down there?
I'm not sure.
One minute, he was fine.
The next,
it was like he had seen a ghost.
I have good news and bad news.
Which would you like
to hear first?
Bad news, then...
there's a fair amount.
Your clairvoyant, the one
who said he'd have your back...
he's a no-show.
The site we were supposed to
lead him to with our minds...
blown to pieces,
buried under 100 feet of rock.
It seems the only psychic power
your buddy has shown
is the ability to predict
if you tell tell a rich,
entitled dirtbag
he's gonna get away with ***,
he'll believe it.
Trip.
Girl's gonna live...
live to testify
how a billionaire shot her
point-blank in the stomach.
Oh, we got
a great little home movie
of you admitting that, genius.
This clairvoyant played you
and left you to rot.
You said there was good news.
I did? Oh, yeah.
You still have your tongue.
[ Scoffs ]
Let's go.
I want to thank you, Garrett,
for letting us
keep Quinn on the plane.
Don't mention it.
There's still time for me
to make the rest of his life
a long, living hell.
I'm counting on it.
Something I need to ask you,
Phil.
We've known each other
a long time.
Yes, we have.
Been in our share
of tight spots together.
If it had gone the other way...
if skye hadn't survived,
were you really prepared
to throw Quinn off this plane?
You were the one
who made that threat.
I just asked to keep him
on the plane for awhile.
You're right. It was me.
My mistake.
Till next time.
Might be sooner than you think.
My man trip's got eyes
for that biotech gal of yours.
[ Whirring ]
Do you mind?
You did the impossible today.
You saved skye's life.
Why aren't you happy about it?
[ Sighs ]
They told me you were yelling
to not use the drug,
to not use it on skye. Why?
What made you change your mind?
[ Whirring ]
[ Gasps ]
Phil? Phil?
You all right?
Being down there...
Seeing where I came from...
I just got really scared
that she would suffer
the way that I did.
But she didn't.
For whatever reason...
She didn't.
"Marvel's
agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."
Will return in a moment.
Nicole: I'm gonna go see
if they have a map.
I'll be waiting in the car,
Mrs. MacKenzie.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Panting ]
Are you okay?
[ Sighs ] No.
No, I'm parched and weary.
Is all of midgard so desolate?
Midgard?
I don't know where that is.
This is death valley.
Oh.
I seek passage
from this valley of death
to a more bountiful land.
I wish I could help,
but... It's built for two.
Y-you should ask
the manager inside.
Uh, maybe there's a bus
later today.
She's your bride?
Yep, since yesterday morning.
And you prefer her to me?
Well... Yeah.
I prefer Nicole
to pretty much everyone.
That's why I married her...
together forever.
[ Chuckles ]
Loyalty...
I admire that in a man.
I am going to need your help
if I am to remain free.
[ Engine revs ]
Jimmy!
I swear to protect you
and keep you safe,
but I don't even know your name.
It's lorelei.
My name is lorelei.