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Justin: Thing is,
no one exactly knows
What happened to the crying man
that summer.
Some say
that he drowned in the lake,
But others say that
they've seen his ghost,
Wandering these woods,
in search for his lost sister.
Actually, they say if you're
quiet and listen real hard...
You can still
hear him crying.
[ wails weakly ]
[ laughter ]
Mr. Cross, that was, like,
the worst crying man ever.
Really?
I thought
it was pretty good.
You guys
think we're kidding.
Just remember to stick close
to the campfire tonight, okay?
Hey, guys.
Do you hear that?
Hear what?
That humming sound.
Stay here. I'm gonna take a look
around the campground.
What humming?
W-where's
mr. Cross going?
He's just
trying to scare us.
[ chuckling ]
so lame.
[ hands clap ]
Come on, guys.
Grab a s'more.
Well, that's for you.
Ooh, I want the marsh--
ooh, marshmallows!
Now, I know -- tommy, I know
you like chocolates. Here.
Don't hog the marshmallows,
okay?
Mm-hmm.
[ electricity crackles ]
[ cross screams ]
Everyone to the truck now!
[ wind rushing ]
Go, go! Go!
[ electricity pulses ]
[ screams ]
[ all screaming ]
[ panting ]
Mr. Cross?
Mr. Cross!
[ insects chirping ]
Come on, guys.
Let's go look for him.
Boy:
Whoa. Is he nuts?
Stay close.
Mr. Cross,
are you okay?
Mr. Cross!
[ electricity humming ]
[ screaming ]
Ohh!
[ engines roaring ]
Working up
a good sweat there, sir?
I don't sweat.
I glisten.
Blood pressure, heart rate,
biochems -- all normal.
All that's left
is the blood sample.
[ treadmill beeps ]
You should know --
I'm not a fan of getting poked.
Tell me, sir --
Have you been feeling
under the weather lately?
Why?
I just noticed
from your chart
That you're not due
for a general physical
For another
three months.
I made a mistake -- took a call
from my physical therapist.
Asked how I was feeling.
I said, "a little rusty."
Next thing you know,
I'm wired to this hamster wheel.
Well, you can officially
tell your physical therapist
That you're fit
as the proverbial fiddle,
Especially for a man
of your age.
A man of my age?
That's something you say
to an old person.
Is it?
[ chuckles ]
Well, let's get you
some electrolytes, shall we?
Huh.
Sorry, fitz.
It's close,
but it's just not right.
Really?
'cause agent coulson
had no problems.
It's an ounce
too heavy.
An ounce? Seriously?
It's the difference
between success and failure.
When you're on a rooftop
with a 15-mile-an-hour wind,
Your target
is 500 yards away --
Yeah,
but we do have a rifle.
Lose the ounce.
Yeah, okay. On it.
"lose the ounce."
[ as ward ]
I'm agent grant ward,
And I can shoot the legs
off a flea from 500 yards,
As long
as it's not windy.
[ laughs ]
[ laughs ]
[ normal voice ] hey. That's a
sound I haven't heard in a bit.
Yeah, well, you wouldn't be
laughing a whole lot
If you were living
in ward's doghouse.
You made the rounds,
apologized to us all.
What more can he ask?
I don't know.
Mm.
I have been
busting my ***,
Memorizing every
s.H.I.E.L.D. Protocol manual,
Following every order.
"yes, sir."
"no, sir."
I even let them tag me
like a stray dog.
I mean,
I know I lied to you guys,
But I was trying to
protect my boyfriend.
You know,
we all make mistakes.
And who ca--
I don't care --
Who cares
about your ex-boyfriend?
It's not like
I'm comparing ward to miles,
But at least with miles,
I didn't have to worry
about passive-aggressive stuff.
There was no mind games.
Mm.
We spoke the same language,
you know?
Yeah.
Yeah, a bit like we do.
Totally.
You and simmons
are so tight,
It's like
you're psychically linked.
No, you -- no. Actually, no.
I don't think so.
So, ward was here?
Let me guess -- the
night-night pistol again?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah, and he said
it was off by an ounce.
[ scoffs ]
of course he did.
[ as ward ]
I'm agent grant ward,
And I could rupture your spleen
with my left pinky --
Blindfolded!
[ laughs ]
that is dead on.
Hey. Hustle up
and grab your gear.
We're on a mission.
Something funny?
[ normal voice ]
poor, silly fitz.
He mistakenly left a dummy round
in the pistol.
Should be proper now.
Great. Thanks.
[ stifled laughter ]
Coulson: Troop leader's name
was adam cross.
Apparently, he said
he heard something in the woods,
Went to check it out.
That's where the electrostatic
anomaly occurred.
What I don't understand is,
usually,
They're caused
by a massive electrical storm...
But there wasn't a storm
Within a thousand miles of here
last night.
This anomaly's different --
It has a side effect
we've never seen before.
The battery blew
straight up through the hood.
Ward:
Landed over here.
Hell of a force to create
that kind of trajectory.
Huh.
[ leaves rustle ]
What are you doing?
I'm shadowing
my supervising officer.
Shadowing,
not smothering.
There's scorch marks
all over that tree.
Lucky the whole forest
didn't burn down.
I don't get it.
Seems to me
like this electroshock thingy
Was some
freak lightning strike.
I mean, why call us?
What's the big --
[ chuckling ] oh.
Never mind.
So sad a man died this way...
And yet, so amazing.
Fitz-simmons, any idea what
could cause an effect like this?
There's the soliton hypothesis.
Well, okay, judging
by the horizontal...
Perhaps, nanobatteries --
...Electrical discharge,
it could be --
Time.
Let's try that again.
Any idea what could cause
an effect like this?
The hell if I know.
Uh, no, no clue.
Ward: Seems to me
like we're either dealing
With some freak natural event
or a new high-tech weapon.
Or could it be someone
from your uber-secret index?
There's no one on the index
with this type of power.
That we know of.
I'll contact agent blake
at s.H.I.E.L.D. Hq,
Have him check it out.
Whoever
or whatever's responsible,
We can't let
this happen again.
Fitz,
see his forehead?
Look at that
endothelial discoloration.
Yeah, same dispersal pattern
as the strike on the truck.
Could be an entry wound
cauterized immediately.
Freaky.
Freaky.
You found something
on cross?
Many things, actually,
but you already knew that,
Thanks to my fancy
s.H.I.E.L.D. House-arrest gizmo
Tracking my every key swipe,
My online activity,
my cholesterol.
Just wish it came in another
color...Or came off.
The victim?
Adam cross --
single, no kids,
Originally from wrigley,
pennsylvania,
Not far from here.
Been there.
They have a nice little
strawberry festival
In the spring.
Occupation?
Phys-ed teacher
at the local high school
And varsity baseball coach
And troop leader
and volunteer firefighter.
This guy makes captain america
look like "the dude."
[ chuckles ]
"the big lebowski."
Seriously?
What about a criminal record,
restraining order,
Something that might
give us a suspect?
[ beeping ]
Nada --
not even a parking ticket.
I skimmed all his posts,
anyone linked to his pages,
Hoping for a crazy ex
or superpowered stalker,
And he's clean.
Everybody looks clean
on their first go-round.
Coulson: Ward's right.
We're missing something.
Dig deeper.
You've been pretty tough
on her.
She lied to us --
Contacted the rising tide
while we were on mission.
If she wants our trust back,
she's got to earn it.
The background she ran on cross
is a good start.
Put it up
on the server.
I want may
to have a look
When she's done
with her interrogation.
Have a cookie.
[ door opens ]
Excellent timing, sir.
I've been analyzing
sagittal and coronal images
Of the victim's brain.
What's fitz doing
out there?
He detected a strange energy
coming off the body.
He's afraid of it,
isn't he?
It's the smell!
There's no shame in it,
fitz.
It's perfectly natural
to be afraid.
No, the only thing
I'm afraid of
Is putrid,
decaying flesh
Corrupting
my pristine workspace.
[ groans ]
Do you remember
the last time
You brought a dead thing
into the lab?
Oh, not the stupid cat
again.
The cat --
tell him about the cat!
And it's our lab, fitz.
Not yolab.
You left his liver
next to my lunch!
Guys!
Can we please...
Yes, sir.
Um, as I was saying,
this is the victim's brain.
[ beeping ]
Looks like
a burnt baked potato.
That's what happens
when it'***
With close to 2,000 megajoules
of electrostatic energy.
That's almost double
the power of a lightning bolt.
Kid's clean.
You figure out why
the body was floating?
Not yet.
The molecular density
of the victim
Was temporarily altered
by an unknown energy source.
I'm hoping to shed some light
on its effects
Once I extract
a brain-tissue sample.
It's happening again!
It's science, fitz!
I have to
dissect something.
No, the satellite's
picking up
Another electrostatic event
not 20 kilometers from here.
Fitz,
what's the latest reading?
We're at 324 megajoules
and growing stronger --
Dangerous territory,
sir.
There's a farmhouse
a mile north of you,
Right at the center
of the signal.
That's got to be it.
Skye,
dig up everything you can
On whoever
lives at that farm.
We need to know
who we're dealing with.
[ beeping ]
fitz: Hold on, now.
What just happened?
Um, it's gone.
What's gone?
The electrostatic signal --
It seemed to pulse,
then disappear.
We need a shortcut.
[ beeping ]
[ engine shuts off ]
[ car doors close ]
Door's barred
from the inside.
Hayloft's open.
We could ram it
with the truck.
Or...
Scan the perimeter.
Whoever did this
couldn't have gotten far.
Barricaded himself inside.
Went for his shotgun.
He was scared,
trying to protect himself.
From who?
How did they get to him?
Another burn mark
on the forehead.
No sign of anyone --
No tracks,
no vehicles down the road.
Skye, we need
real-time sat surveillance
On this area
right now.
Hang on.
[ computer beeping ]
I think I found something
you might want to see first.
Sending it over now.
[ keys clacking ]
The guy who owns the farm's name
is frank whalen.
He's a volunteer firefighter
at the same station house
As our first victim,
adam cross.
Our two victims
knew each other.
They were both responders when
the aliens crashed new york.
Two victims
from the same firehouse,
Found in
the same weird way.
We're looking
for a killer.
[ blows ]
[ beeping, whirring ]
Gotcha!
Hey, um, anyone else
notice all the metal
Scattered around
the body,
Like an electromagnetic field
was present?
The question is,
what created it?
We need to get this body back
to the lab as soon as possible.
Something about
these wounds...
Coulson: Skye, what did you
find out about the firehouse?
It turns out
they sent an engine to new york
With a dozen volunteers
after the chitauri invasion,
Including cross
and whalen.
Maybe it has something to do
with why they were targeted?
Or how they were killed.
You mean like...
An alien weapon?
Coulson:
We don't know that.
Let's just make sure
we get to those firefighters
Before anyone else does.
[ engine shuts off ]
[ car door closes ]
evening, gentlemen.
Agent phil coulson
with s.H.I.E.L.D.
We were on the ground with you
in new york.
S.H.I.E.L.D., right.
What's this all about?
We'd like to ask you
a few questions,
Take a look around.
Hey, guys. What's, uh --
what's going on?
What are
you looking for?
A scented candle.
Not you.
This wound -- something
doesn't quite make sense.
Initially, I thought
these were entry wounds,
As if from a gunshot.
But they're not --
they're exit wounds.
What do you mean?
Frankie's dead?
I'm very sorry.
You know
how it happened?
The same way
your other friend,
Mr. Cross,
died the day before.
Which was how,
exactly?
I'm sorry.
Your name is...?
Tony. Tony diaz.
You okay, mr. Diaz?
Actually, uh...
I'm actually
not feeling so hot.
Ward, cover the back door.
Nobody comes in or out.
What if this weapon
overloaded the brain
Past the threshold
of its electrical capacity,
Causing it to discharge,
like an e.M.P.?
You're assuming we're dealing
with an external source.
[ beeping ]
I'm saying it was something
from inside him.
Something's happening --
The satellite's picking up
another reading.
It's coming
from the firehouse.
That humming noise --
you hear that?
No. I don't.
Were you in new york
with mr. Cross and mr. Whalen
After the
chitauri invasion?
Come on.
You don't hear that?
[ sighs ]
it's driving me nuts.
Mr. Diaz,
are you with me?
[ electricity crackling ]
Whatever you're doing,
make it stop.
I-I'm not
doing anything!
Where's the weapon?
The what?
Coulson, I found it.
It's a chitauri helmet.
Fitz-simmons,
are you seeing this?
It's not a weapon,
Yet it caused
a cranial discharge.
What are you doing
with the helmet?
What, the --
the alien thing?
I-it's a souvenir.
Aah! Not again!
Answer the question,
mr. Diaz --
What are you doing
with the helmet?
The first time anyone's
touched it since new york
Was a couple nights ago.
Why?
It had rust all over it.
We were cleaning it.
That wasn't rust.
May, don't touch it!
Sir, he's not using a weapon --
he's infected.
I think the helmet was
the source of an alien virus.
All we did was clean it --
I swear.
Me, frankie,
and adam -- we --
We were bored
on the third shift, so --
So we decided
to clean it.
Adam and frankie...
Mr. Diaz, I'm putting
the gun away now, okay?
Sir, he's at 600 megajoules
and climbing.
Sir?
Clear everybody out.
Clear everybody out
now.
I-I'm gonna wind up like them,
aren't I?
[ breathes deeply ]
Why don't
you have a seat?
You have any family --
wife, kids?
Is there anyone
you want to talk to?
Anything I can do?
Fitz: Sir, you have to
get out of there right now!
He's going to --
Listen to me.
I've been
where you are right now.
So please believe me
when I tell you
You don't have to
be afraid.
What are you --
what are you talking about?
Your job --
Gets pretty dangerous,
doesn't it?
Mine, too.
I got hurt once --
pretty bad.
And I...I died.
Some say
it was only for 8 seconds,
But I know
it was more than that.
I know
I wasn't here anymore.
I was there.
What's it like?
It's beautiful.
[ electricity pulsing ]
You better get going,
buddy.
Go.
[ electricity pulsing ]
[ electricity crackles ]
[ radio chatter ]
[ beeping ]
[ sirens wail in distance ]
All clean -- no traces
of electrostatic energy.
What about
the other firefighters?
They'll be quarantined
and observed
At a s.H.I.E.L.D.
Biohazard facility.
Um, anyone else notice
They're putting the infected
alien thing on our truck?
We're flying it
to the sandbox.
Sandbox?
It's a s.H.I.E.L.D.
Research facility
across the atlantic.
They specialize
in hazardous materials.
If what you suspect is true,
that this is a virus,
Then those firefighters
could be infected,
And they're gonna need
a cure.
Find one.
Yes, sir.
What's our e.T.A.?
3:37 west africa time.
Gonna be a long
4 hours and 26 minutes.
You okay?
Fine.
I just want this alien thing
off our plane
As soon
as humanly possible.
You want to talk
about your physical?
Nothing to tell.
My physical therapist
requested it.
He's updating his files
or something.
You'd tell me
if something was wrong.
[ scoffs ] of course.
[ beep ]
Simmons: Sir, I think
I've discovered something.
Could you come down
to the lab?
I'll be right there.
Phil.
The fireman --
You did everything
you could for him.
So, what am I
looking for exactly?
Wait for it.
[ electricity crackles ]
[ chuckles ]
What was that?
A groundbreaking
discovery!
I believe the firefighters
initially contracted the virus
When they cleaned the helmet,
the friction activating
Some long-decaying
chitauri organism --
Hang on.
These cells are from the bodies
of the firefighters?
Brain cells, yes -- the last
vestiges of the infection.
Some viruses "sleep"
inside host cells
For years
before reproducing,
As they did inside the helmet --
the initial source.
But what those cells tell us
is that we're dealing
With a propagating virus,
which means --
The virus can move
from person to person.
[ electricity humming ]
exactly!
And that's
the most exciting part --
How it spreads --
Not through the air or
through direct fluid transfer,
But through
electric static shock.
[ chuckling ] it's like nothing
we've ever seen on earth.
I didn't think it possible
a virus could alter
Its host's molecular density
and polarity.
That explains
the floating.
I can't wait
till the virologists
At the cdc
and s.H.I.E.L.D. Hq see this.
Sir,
is something wrong?
I'm so sorry, jemma.
[ beep ]
[ electricity crackles ]
[ gasps ]
oh, no.
[ whirring ]
[ blows ]
[ tap on glass ]
Coulson: Simmons believes
she contracted the virus
Approximately 36 hours ago
when she received
An electrostatic shock
from the first victim.
How much time
does she have?
Based on
when the firemen were infected,
How quickly their symptoms
manifested...Two hours at most.
That's enough time,
right?
I mean, s.H.I.E.L.D.
Has dozens of labs
And scientists working on
this thing, don't they?
They do.
How soon
can you get us on the ground?
Three hours.
Our path to the sandbox
has us
Right in the middle
of the atlantic.
Sir,
correct me if I'm wrong,
But if we can't land
in time...
Simmons
will release a pulse
That will blow this plane
right out of the sky.
We can't just sit here
and watch her die.
We have to
do something.
There's only one person
on this plane
Capable of finding
a solution for this,
And I'm willing to bet my life
that she will.
May:
She's just a kid.
[ click ]
I believe
we have a winner.
Fast and efficient --
The perfect
delivery mechanism.
Uh, hey, um,
not that it was easy
To find
a mineralized solution
That could suspend the vaccine
and conduct electricity.
I wish you wouldn't use
the word "vaccine."
It's really
more of an antiserum.
[ chuckles ]
Okay, so...
These antibodies should be able
to target the virus' antigens,
If this bloody alien virus
even has antigens.
[ electricity crackles ]
Come on, now.
Come on.
[ electricity crackles ]
Well...That wasn't
very cooperative of him,
Now, was it?
[ inhales deeply ]
Skye: Why aren't you
down there?
They don't need
an audience.
You can stay...
If you want.
I hate this.
I just feel so --
Helpless.
Yeah.
I wanted it to be a person,
some superpowered psychopath --
Someone I could hurt,
someone I could...Punish.
That I could do.
What I can't do
is protect you guys
From stuff I can't even see
or understand.
[ inhales sharply ]
so, what do we do?
[ breathes deeply ]
we wait...
...And get ready.
Ready for what?
For whatever it is
we're called upon to do.
Coulson, nice to see
you're not dead.
Did you get our analysis
of the virus?
We did, and s.H.I.E.L.D. Has
no record of anything like it.
No one does.
So it's imperative it reach
the sandbox without incident.
In case of a pandemic,
we're going to need it.
I'm aware of that,
But I don't need more orders
or ultimatums.
I need answers.
I wish
I had some for you.
I'm sorry, coulson --
I've been ordered to inform you
That if you have infected cargo,
you need to dump it.
Do you copy me, coulson?
These orders
are coming from up top.
I'm sorry --
bad connection.
Didn't get that last part.
[ beeping ]
Don't even think it.
I don't have to.
That's your job.
[ sighs ]
It's all right.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Please
stop saying that.
I see you
looking at your watch.
Are you sure you don't need
my help just to --
Are you sure
this thing even works?
Yeah, well,
you know it does.
My device isn't the issue --
it's the vaccine.
Antiserum!
And all I'm wondering is whether
you calibrated it correctly.
Hey, it's not the device.
Hey, don't put this on me.
I was doing just fine,
Tucked away in a safe, indoor,
non-mobile lab at the academy!
Oh!
Then you had to go and drag us
into this flying circus!
[ panting ]
Didn't even pass our field
assessments, for god's sake!
Oh, please, as if I forced you
to follow me anywhere.
You said, and I quote...
[ high-pitched voice ]
"oh, fitz,
"it's the most
perfect opportunity
"for us
to see the world!
We'd be fools
to pass this one up!"
I hate it
when you use that voice.
That's not even
how I sound.
And you were just afraid
of going into the field.
[ normal voice ]
I was not afraid.
And don't you dare
act like these last months
Haven't been the highlight
of your entire pasty life!
Pasty? Oh, really?
Well, when did you become
so sun-kissed?
[ scoffs ]
because I'm pretty sure
that every minute of every day,
You've been stuck in a lab
right beside me.
At the academy, at sci-ops,
this plane --
You've been beside me
the whole damn time!
You have to fix this.
I don't know how,
fitz.
[ voice breaking ]
the antibodies
From the three firefighters
Aren't strong enough
to fight this virus.
It's born
from alien dna.
There's no one...
To create an antiserum from
Because no one's actually
survived this except...
The chitauri.
The chitauri.
Well, the minky ***
who actually wore the helmet
Had the virus...
Yeah, and managed
to survive
Without ever emitting an
electrostatic pulse because...
It was immune.
Yes.
She -- she was just the carrier,
like typhoid mary.
Uh, "she"?
Well, no, wait.
That -- you don't really think
that -- okay, doesn't matter.
Um, so if -- if I can scrape
some epithelial cells
From the inside of the helmet,
we can create a vaccine?
Yes!
Antiserum, but yes.
Isn't that...
Fitz!
No, uh...
You can't be in here.
Too late. It's done.
Just try
and do your best
To keep your hands off me,
yeah?
Fitz, I don't know what
you think you're doing, but --
I'm doing
what we always do.
We're gonna fix this --
together.
[ whirring ]
[ electricity humming ]
Third time's a charm.
May I do the honors?
[ electricity crackles ]
I can't breathe.
We did it.
[ electricity crackles ]
No.
Sir, I know the protocol
in these circumstances,
But could you please
tell my dad first?
[ voice breaking ]
I just think
My mum would take it better
if it comes from him.
We're not there yet.
There's still time.
Sir, please.
Would you mind if I had
a brief moment alone with fitz?
[ crying ]
Come on. Let's go.
[ sniffles ]
We'll try again.
The electrostatic pulse from
the third rat seemed much less,
So we're making progress.
If we can calibrate
the antiserum...
Antiserum, yes.
You finally got it right,
fitz.
I'm so sorry.
Aah!
May:
Agent blake is on the line.
He wants to know
what's going on.
If you won't answer,
he asked for ward.
Sir...
What are our orders?
They're unchanged.
[ alarm blaring ]
What is that?
[ beeping ]
Someone's lowering
the cargo-hold ramp.
[ groans ]
Hey. It worked.
The pulse just
knocked the rat uncon...Scious.
Jemma?
Jemma!
Jemma, it worked!!
Please, don't! Jemma!
Jemma, don't!
Jemma!!
Jemma!
[ panting ]
[ wind rushing ]
The antiserum worked,
but she jumped!
[ electricity crackles ]
Coulson:
Don't get me wrong!
I'm happy you're both alive --
truly.
And I realize you were
trying to save the team,
But what you did today --
that was not your call.
Just getting you out
of the water --
Do you have any idea
what a pain it is
Dealing with
the moroccan office?
Don't you ever pull a stunt
like that again.
We'd hate to lose you,
jemma.
Thank you, sir.
Oh, does that mean
we're to leave now?
So, what did you think
of your first time skydiving?
Honestly, I'd rather not
think about it anymore.
I thought what you did
was incredibly brave.
Oh.
Well, I-I suppose
now's as good a time as any
To tell you that, um,
I may have misled you earlier.
You see, when I gave you back
the night-night pistol,
I lied --
it's still an ounce off.
I know.
You do?
Of course.
After all...
[ deep voice ]
I'm agent grant ward.
I just jumped out of a plane
without a parachute on
And saved your life!
Actually,
that's not quite it.
It's a bit more nasally
than that.
[ chuckles ]
oh.
Hello, skye.
Ohh!
How was simmons?
Amazingly resilient.
You'd never know
she almost died.
Experience like that --
it takes awhile to sink in.
That her medical report?
Mine, actually.
Blood work finally came back.
I'm perfectly normal --
little heavy on the iron.
But don't worry --
You don't have to start
calling me "iron man."
Wasn't planning on it.
My doctors
never requested any tests.
I ordered them for myself,
but you knew that.
This piece of paper
is telling me
That everything's fine,
but...
I don't feel fine.
I feel different.
Take off your shirt.
Excuse me?
Your shirt...
Unbutton it.
[ inhales sharply ]
Whether it was 8 seconds or 40,
you died.
There's no way you can
go through a trauma like that
And not
come out of it changed.
You know how long
it's taken me to --
I know.
The point of these things
is to remind us that...
There is
no going back --
There's only
moving forward.
You fedifferent...
Because you are different.
And I was going to do it.
I know you were.
I had the antiserum,
the chute -- everything.
I just couldn't get
the straps on.
Fitz, please.
And, you know,
maybe I couldn't have done
The whole "james bond in midair"
type of thing.
Fitz, shut up.
Please, just...
Ward did
an amazing thing, yes,
But it wasn't ward
by my side in that lab,
Searching
for a cure.
It wasn't ward giving me hope
when I had none.
It was you.
Hmm.
You're the hero.
Yeah?
Yeah. Thank you.
We'll be back in a moment.
Blake.
Coulson.
That's the best
you could come up with --
"we've got
a bad connection"?
I was pressed for time.
It's a bold move.
You know our chat
wasn't exactly private.
They never are.
I don't know what happened
to you in new york,
If you really flatlined
Or if that's just what they tell
us when we reach level seven,
But whatever did happen
doesn't give you license
To disobey a direct order
from hq.
You keep pulling stunts
like that, someone might decide
To take this little dream team
away from you.
I'd like
to see them try.
That doesn't sound like
the phil coulson I used to know.
No,
I suppose it doesn't.
Get used to it.