Flashforward (2009–2010): Season 1, Episode 13 - Blowback - full transcript

The bullet ripped up my insides.

They said that it's
gonna be almost impossible

- for me to get pregnant.
- You will be shot three times.

You, Agent Benford, you will
kill Agent Noh on March 15th

with the very gun I assume
you're carrying right now.

We need to talk about what I saw.

It wasn't our wedding. It was his funeral.

We can do more than wish.
We can change the future.

My therapist gave me this
drug to unlock the parts

of my flash-forward I couldn't remember.

We were talking on the phone together.



Now it's time for you
to tell me everything.

Mosaic is bigger than you.

You're just a... a tiny speck, Mark.

Agent Vogel has officially
joined the Mosaic task force.

If you want to avoid being
killed, you're gonna need

a better partner than Mark Benford.

The second that Jericho knows

that I'm still alive, they'll
find me and they'll kill me.

Corporal Mike Willingham.
I was in Tracy's convoy

when it was attacked.

I can't have you drinkin' here.

- It just doesn't work for me.
- Fine. I'll go somewhere else.

Visitation rights will be over

in five minutes.



Have you been going to meetings?

Every Tuesday and Thursday.

And you've been staying out of trouble?

You haven't been fighting?

You know me, Tracy. I keep my head down.

It's gonna happen, dad.
You're gonna get paroled.

They just can't say no this time.

Transfer guard call is to the main gate.

I'm gonna make this up to you, trace,

if it's the last thing I ever do.

Just promise you'll smile at the hearing.

Ear to ear.

Visiting hours are over.

Okay, sweetheart.

Lockdown in cell "b" will
be initiated in 30 minutes.

Your girl goes to Gloucester high, right?

She's cute.

Girls that age... they're in full bloom.

Not quite sure what to do with
their new curves yet, though.

And your daughter...

she's got that look in her eye.

Don't you ever, ever talk about my... uhh!

Get off! Get him off.

I'm good, thanks.

Tracy.

What are you doing here?

You said I couldn't drink at home.

I know you don't want to
hear this, but trust me.

I've been sitting exactly
where you're sitting right now.

I know what you're going through.

Please just spare me the A.A. talk, dad.

You have no idea.

And what gives you the
right to come in here...

we can talk about this as
much or as little as you want.

But let me just ask you one question

before you shut me out again.

If you're so scared these Jericho guys

are after you,

and I found you by walking
into the closest bar...

do you really think this
is a smart move here?

Do you?

- Mark is going to shoot you?
- He is not going to shoot me.

You just said that woman
in Hong Kong saw a report...

armed men guard this woman
while she eats dinner, all right?

Babe, she's Shady.

Yet she still knows the
serial number to Mark's gun.

That doesn't mean he's going to be the one

- that pulls the trigger.
- He's a prime suspect.

Please, don't... don't... don't
get all lawyer-y on me here.

All right? Mark is the one who
went halfway across the world.

He risked his life, all to
find out who might kill me.

Babe... he's not the guy.

All right?

It was your memorial.

I figured it out, Dem.

What was happening on the beach...

It wasn't our wedding that I saw.

Baby, it was your memorial.

It doesn't matter.

I filed the paperwork to destroy the gun.

It's already in the evidence locker.

Everything's gonna be fine.
Everything is gonna be fine.

Come here.

You gotta trust me.

Okay?

I'm gonna marry you.

Not getting out of it.

- Zoey.
- We need to talk.

All right. Come on in.

Hypothetically, Mark.

Hypothetically.

Come on. Even I could
come up with a scenario

where I'd want to kill Demetri.

Look, no matter how crazy things get,

I'd never hurt Demetri.

But what if Demetri's
got a gun to your head?

He's about to pull the trigger.

To save your own life,

- do you shoot him?
- Come on.

- Do you kill him, Mark?
- I know you love Demetri,

but I think you may want
to reel it in there, Zoey.

So the question becomes,

what could you possibly do where
Demetri would want you dead?

Do you have some deep, dark secret

- worth killing someone over?
- No.

Then what am I missing here, Mark?

Well, here's a theory...

someone at the bureau's
been leaking information,

putting a lot of us in danger.
Now I don't think Demetri's

- the guy, but if he was...
- well...

I'm sorry.

I thought we were playing
"outrageous accusations."

Go to hell, Mark.

Second down and 6 for Iowa...

for 69 yards will break the huddle.

Patterson to work out of
the shotgun, spread formation

two receivers to his right.

Takes the snap, drop back.

Looking, trying to hook up
with Samuels, near side...

By a good 5 yards on that one.

Are you Mr. Aaron Stark?

The commandant of the marine corps

has entrusted me to express...

I was a marine recon.
I know why you're here.

When and how?

- Mr. Stark...
- When and how?

Two days ago,

near Kunar province.

Your daughter's unit
encountered the enemy.

A rocket-propelled
grenade hit her humvee.

I know they're gonna send a letter.

We're done.

Is that what I think it is?

Grilled peanut butter
and banana sandwiches.

Best thing in the world for a hangover.

I always thought you
made it 'cause I liked it.

Two birds, one stone.

Tracy, there's something
I need to ask you.

The name James Erskine ring any bells?

No. Should it? I had Mark do some digging.

Turns out this Jericho outfit...

they've got branches all over the world,

but they're headquartered
out in Santa Monica.

Erskine's head of operations.

Mark also did a background
check on your C.O.

Musgrove? Is he dirty?

Lieutenant Paul Musgrove was killed

in a helicopter crash two days
after your supposed "death."

Please tell me you don't
think that's a coincidence.

No, I don't.

- And I got a buddy at the pentagon...
- dad, please.

I appreciate everything, but this is...

this is out of control.

I should've never listened to Khamir.

What's he got to do with this?

When Jericho started looking for me again

after the blackout, I
knew that I had to leave,

that it wasn't safe for
anyone to be around me.

A humanitarian relief plane
landed near our village.

They were headed back to
the U.S., and they had room

for me onboard, so they
hid me in their cargo hold.

Khamir said that it was a sign...
it's all part of my destiny

that I was supposed to come back here

and bring you back to Afghanistan.

What an idiot I've been.

Aren't you being a little
hard on yourself here?

No. Once I got back here,
and I actually saw you,

the thought of bringing
you back to that hellhole,

to a place where you could get killed...

I couldn't live with myself

if anything bad happened to you, dad.

Don't worry, sweetheart.
I'm gonna be okay,

and so are you.

Trust me.

Trust me.

So do you want to explain

why you brought me in here again?

April 29th.

We were on the phone together.

Remember?

A lot of things came up on that call...

the name D. Gibbons,
some initials... Q.E.D.,

oh, and the fact that there's
gonna be another blackout.

You don't have anything
to say about any of that?

No?

We have a sketch.

We don't know who he is.

But around the time of the blackout,

he was happily cloning credit cards.

He assumed the identity of
someone named d. Gibbons.

Based on our call, you seem to know him.

I don't.

No?

No, I don't.

Okay. You know what?

I don't have the time to
play pissy brit with you.

Let's take a walk.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Lunch?

I was in the area. I thought
I'd bring you a little something.

Oh, thanks, honey. You
didn't have to do that.

Well, she did, and
such a generous portion.

There's no way you're gonna
finish that whole thing.

Don't worry, Stan.

I brought you something
even more delicious. Hmm?

I filed a freedom of
information act request

on everything this office has
on the Mosaic investigation.

If there's even one word in
there that will keep you safe,

- I have to...
- This is my office, okay?

You don't just come in here
and serve my boss papers.

I'm not gonna stop

until we're on that beach together.

Somebody better start
making some sense real soon.

It's pretty simple, actually.

I'm going to be reviewing all
of your Mosaic-related files.

I'm sorry, Stan. She's going
to be leaving right now...

is this about Mark's gun?

Please tell me that's
not what's going on here.

Mosaic's the subject

of widespread national media attention,

which is precisely the type
of issue which qualifies

for expedited processing under F.O.I.A.

Tell somebody who cares.

Can I recommend you start with a judge?

'Cause that's the only way

I'm opening up classified files to you.

Yep, we could do it that
way, Stan, no problem.

But going into court... it's public,

and I'm guessing that "public"

is not going to help
your investigation much.

Agent Noh will make the files
available for you to review.

Thank you.

Mike! How's everything?

Can't complain. Like my
dad says, if all my problems

could be solved with money,
I'm doing good, right?

How are you holding up?

Couldn't be better. Could not be better.

That's so great to
hear. I think I know why.

I got a call last week.
It was my birthday.

Blocked number.

Person on the other end of
the line doesn't say anything,

but they don't hang up, either.

We just sit on the phone in silence.

Suddenly, it hits me...

It's Tracy.

She's alive, isn't she?

She's at my house right now.

Can you believe that? It's come true.

It's come true.

What are we doing here?

You're gonna take me
through everything you saw...

- You've got to be joking.
- And where you saw it.

We were on the phone together.
You heard everything I said.

But I don't know why you said it

or what you saw during the rest
of your vision, for that matter.

So if you want to help me stop
another blackout from happening,

or even if you don't, you're
still gonna walk me through it.

You got that?

So let's move it.

This doesn't bother you?

Start at the beginning.

I got a text message.

I was getting up from the bed.

I was... I'm sorry, are these
details really necessary?

Do you think I want to hear 'em?

I noticed that I had a
text message on my phone.

It was from Simon. It was a
formula, or part of a formula.

I'm not sure. I had it written
out here on the... on the mirror.

Sorry, I have to make a call.

The mirror?

Uh, yeah. I used lipstick.

Look, I had a sense there
was a woman in the room,

but I swear to God, I
had no idea it was Olivia.

The next thing I did was dial a number.

I didn't know it was yours.
You said it wasn't a good time.

I asked if you'd been drinking.
You didn't take that very well.

- Go to hell, Lloyd.
- We need to talk.

- About what?
- The q.E.D.

On the phone call, you said you were close

- to cracking the Q.E.D. Yeah, it's Latin.
- It means...

Quod erat demonstrandum.

"That which was to be demonstrated."

Could be, but could be Q.E.D....

quantum electrodynamics.

- Actually, wait, no.
- No?

Well, I said "the Q.E.D."

You wouldn't put a
definite article in front

of the Latin meaning or the discipline.

But, well, you would put
it in front of a formula.

The one on the mirror?

Absolutely.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Hawk.

Um, is there anything in here
about prior medical histories?

We need to discuss a couple of things

before we go any further.

I have a letter here
from your obstetrician.

The injury that you
sustained when you were shot

makes pregnancy unlikely for you.

Your O.B. thinks it's
too soon to pursue this,

- and frankly, I agree.
- What do you mean, you agree?

I think we have a better
chance of succeeding if we wait.

Okay.

In my flash-forward, I
saw that I was pregnant.

I was into my second trimester,

which means...

I have to get pregnant now.

I'm worried you're not thinking

- this whole thing through.
- Well, you're wrong about that,

because I can't stop thinking about this.

I know that there are risks involved,

but no amount of research or statistics

is gonna change the fact
that I want that baby...

not a different baby two years from now

when I'm more sure about
my life or whatever.

I want this specific child.

This is my baby.

Thank you.

I told you to drop this.

No, you told me to trust you, and I do.

Then drop it.

I've already found something
in Alda Hertzog's deposition

- that may help us.
- Drop it.

What if it were me?

What if I didn't see anything?

Would you listen if I told you to stop?

Fine.

You want to dig, you keep digging.

But serving my boss with papers,

trying to smear my partner...

that is way the hell over the line.

I'm going to do whatever I
can to prevent your murder.

Present arms!

Ready. Aim. Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Sweetheart, I'm home.

Somethin' burning?

Trace?

What?

Trace?

Tracy?

Tracy, where are you?

She's alive, isn't she?

As we spoke, I walked down the stairs.

By then I was, uh, standing here.

I... I heard a little girl's voice.

I presume that was your daughter.

Go ahead. It's your house, too.

She went into the kitchen with Dylan.

You started explaining something.

Well, it's only theoretical,
but I'm close to cracking it.

You need to hurry. There's
gonna be another blackout.

I hung up. I sat down on the couch.

The last thing I remember
was that I heard a voice...

Hey, honey.

Before I could see who it was,

I woke up on the floor at N.L.A.P.

Wait. You skipped something.

Why were you so adamant
when you started talking

about d. Gibbons?

The man you call D. Gibbons lied to you.

I don't know. I don't know him.

I didn't ask if you knew him.

I asked, why were you so adamant?

I don't know.

You know this man... not in the future.

- Right now.
- Well, I don't.

I was angry because I was
on the phone with some drunk.

You called me.

I was important to what was going on.

You're not telling me everything.

I don't know any d. Gibbons.

You said D. Gibbons was a liar.

He is a liar!

So you do know him.

Hey, Mike. I've been trying
to reach you. What's up?

I talked to Jack. He said you were movin'?

Yes, sir. My old man got
me a job closer to home.

Can't say no to family, right?

Good on you.

Nothing more important than family.

I'm glad I caught you.

What do you say? Let me buy you
a burger before you take off.

- Come on. Come on.
- All right, a quick bite.

Did you know I went to prison?

You serious?

Two and a half years.

Got into a bar fight,

hit a guy a little too hard.

Damn. I didn't know that, Aaron.

Where is this place?

Tell you one thing... prison,
especially where I was,

it changes you... makes you a capable man.

Capable of what?

Anything. Everything.

You feel like an animal.

Guess you do what you gotta do, right?

Exactly. That's what I
think. But the trick, Mike,

is leaving that animal
inside once they let you out.

That animal's got no place in the world.

I've worked real hard
to keep him locked up.

But you know what?

Today I'm gonna let him out.

Where is she, Mike?

Where's my daughter?

I don't know what you're talking about!

Aah!

Aah!

I know you tipped off Jericho! Aah!

- Where'd they take her, Mike?
- Dude, I don't... aah!

Where'd they take her, Mike?

You break an arm like
this, it never heals right.

You're gonna get us both killed!

You first!

Everything's out of control at work.

You know, Wedeck's not talking to me.

Why not?

Zoey...

Ambushed him with F.O.I.A. papers.

She thinks Alda has some
information about my murder.

That's crazy.

It's like she's acting like
she loves you or something.

All right, Janis.

Where were you today, by the way?

I was at a fertility clinic.

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Wow. Yeah, I know.

I practically had to beg them
to take me on as a client.

Did they?

Yeah.

All right.

I pushed pretty hard.

But I have to conceive this baby
next week to match what I saw.

Next week?

Oh, well, that's... that's great.

That's great.

Aren't you, uh, aren't
you scared, though...

the whole mom thing...

I mean, with our line of work and all?

Yeah, I know, but that's kind of my point.

I don't want my life to just
be about being an FBI Agent.

And if I want that life, I have
to start living it right now.

When I got shot and I was lying there

listening for the ambulance,

the only thing I could
think about was that baby

and the possibility that
I wouldn't get to have her,

that I would miss dressing her in pink...

That I would never get to brush her hair.

Broke my heart.

Janis, don't get me wrong here, but...

She doesn't exist yet.

Yes, she does.

I know she does.

She's out there

making her way toward me.

I've spent almost every waking moment

thinking about who she's gonna be.

I can't wait to meet her.

You're gonna be an awesome mom.

Thanks, Dem.

We both have to fight
for the futures we want.

Get rid of that gun.

The man you call D. Gibbons,
his real name is Dyson Frost.

Dyson Frost?

- How'd you know him?
- I heard him give a lecture

on the wave structure of matter once.

He was on sabbatical at Oxford.

I was doing research on wave mechanics,

and I had to sit there and
listen to him take credit...

For work I'd done but
hadn't published yet.

I mean, it was indisputably
mine, but I had no way of

proving he'd got his hands on it. Bastard.

So d. Gibbons is a liar.

Some time after I read his obituary,

I remember thinking, "good riddance."

But obviously, he's still alive.

And at some point assumed
the identity of "D. Gibbons."

Charlie said, "D. Gibbons is a bad man."

I thought maybe...

You said it to her...

In your vision.

No, I didn't.

You haven't asked her about it?

I've tried.

She's shut down.

Well, it seems I'm not the
only person you need to talk to.

These men who kidnapped
you... did they tell you

why they took you, what they wanted?

Was it revenge?

Okay, so they torture you for 72 hours,

cut off your friend's finger...
yet they never told you why,

made any demands,
threatened you in any way?

They didn't threaten me.

They threatened Dylan.

Lying to me won't keep him
safe. Talking to me will.

I gave them everything...

Energy levels, equipment settings,

monitoring parameters.

Could they use any of it
to cause another blackout?

That's what I'm afraid of,

especially after what I
said to you in my vision.

This guy...

Dyson Frost...

He's the key.

We find him, maybe we can stop
this thing from happening again.

I need your help, Lloyd.

I'll do whatever I can.

I got some interesting
information from Lloyd

about Dyson Frost, also
known as D. Gibbons.

According to Simcoe, Dyson
Frost wrote this seminal paper

about something called "the mirror test."

What the hell is a mirror test?

It's a test that determines
recognition of consciousness

among species... humans, elephants, crows.

Crows... Somalia?

Everything points to it, Stan.
The crow die off in Somalia.

We found towers in the satellite photos.

We need to be there.

I spoke to a team leader at Red Panda.

They fly in and out all the time safely.

Bird-watching in Somalia?

How am I gonna sell that to Washington?

You don't.

It's always better to beg for forgiveness

than ask for permission.

Hmm.

This is Mark. Leave it
here. I'll get back to you.

Mark, it's me. Some
serious stuff has gone down,

and I need you to run a background check

on that guy James Erskine,
the head of Jericho.

Get back to me as soon as you can.

Thanks, buddy. Appreciate it.

James, is she ready for the cake?

We're all set.

What the hell?

- James Erskine?
- Yes?

Good afternoon, sir.

I'm with the department
of water and power.

Computer is telling me
we've got some surges

affecting some houses. Do
you mind if I take a look

at the main line out back?

Take a look. I need you to get it fixed.

We need the power turned on. Come on.

We're throwing a birthday party here,

and it's like the middle ages.

Good afternoon, Miss Hertzog.

Do I know you?

I'm Zoey Andata.

You met my fianc? Demetri Noh.

Remind me to send you a condolence card

in a couple months.

You can send me a wedding present instead.

Nothing's gonna happen to Demetri.

All prognostic evidence to the contrary.

Oh, we've already seen that
the future can be changed,

and I think you're
gonna help me change it.

I've been going over the transcripts

of your interrogation,
and I think you know more

than you've told the FBI,

and I think that what you do know

is somehow related to Demetri's death.

And you think I'd give
up this information to you

because I'm a believer in true love?

Ma'am, if you let me represent you,

the only thing you need to believe in

is attorney/client privilege.

Right. A fed's girlfriend
is going to exonerate me.

Let me ask you a question.

In your flash-forward,

were you in prison?

So are you gonna fix this thing already,

or do I have to call somebody else?

I'm not here to fix your power.

What?

I'm here to get my daughter back.

Look, I don't know who you are
or what you're talking about.

Tracy Stark.

I know you took her.

Now you're gonna give her back.

Daddy, when are they gonna fix the power?

Soon, baby. Soon. I'll be right there.

Okay.

I can't give you your daughter back.

Then we go to war.

I can't because I don't know who she is

or what the hell you're talkin' about.

And if that means we're
at war, then we're at war.

But if this is your opening salvo, buddy,

I'd consider surrendering.

You know the guys you
really gotta be afraid of?

The ones who got nothing left to lose.

I understand... but you're staying here.

And it isn't because
you're irrational, erratic

and frequently stupid.

It's because you're
essential. I don't like you,

but, uh, I need you.
Listen, Janis, Demetri...

if they don't make it
back, it's a tragedy.

But if you don't, it's a catastrophe.

The truth is, Mark,
our entire investigation

hinges on what's in your head.

And I'm here to make sure you
don't lose it before April 29th.

But in Hong Kong, you said
Mosaic was bigger than me.

I lied. I'm CIA. I do that.

And that's why no one trusts you folk.

Yeah, I don't need 'em to trust me, Mark.

I just need them to do what I say.

You're staying here.

Yeah?

It's me. Just had a visit from the father.

You're kidding me.

I thought your guy... what's his name?

Willingham, sir.

Yeah... Willingham. I thought
he was gonna keep an eye on him.

He was. We ended the
surveillance this week.

You want the dad taken off the board?

The package is secure,
right? We need to talk to her,

so make sure she stays alive.

Yeah, it arrived in Kandahar this morning.

Then get rid of the father.

Daddy?

Gotta go. It's my turn
in the bounce house.

Here I come, baby.

Kandahar.

They're calling you to kill me, Mikey.

Too bad you got places to be.

You people with the FBI
found out about Somalia.

As CIA, I can get us there.

That's what being a joint
task force is all about.

Now you know the deal...
Ganwar region, 1991...

crows fell from the sky.
There were anecdotal reports

of a mass loss of consciousness.

Archived satellite photos show five towers

running a perimeter around
the village in question.

One of those towers remains standing.

Our goal is to access
that tower and determine

if and how a blackout occurred.

Are we using Mark's Red Panda plan?

No. Mark wanted to work with Red Panda.

We're going as Red Panda.

That violates about a dozen
international treaties.

Are you sure we want to go down that road?

This is international
intelligence, Agent Hawk...

CIA jurisdiction. It's my ball to call.

Great. When do we leave?

When we leave is classified.

The tower you're investigating
is based on my designs...

designs that were stolen from
me when I was 13 years old.

Our plan is to document

the site extensively for your review.

You can't document something
you don't understand.

You need me on-site.
You showed me the towers

because you didn't know what they were.

I was the one who told you.

Do you know anything about Somalia?

Mm, a bit dry. Gorgeous beaches.

It's a failed state.

They haven't had a functioning
government since 1991.

Oh, I saw "Black Hawk Down." I get it.

The fact is, you can't make
sense of the tower without me,

and you know it.

Learn it, cover to cover. Mm-hmm.

And stop by medical and get your shots...

cholera, typhus and ten
other bugs you never heard of.

Just be warned, we will
be off the reservation.

So if things go sideways,
there is no cavalry.

See you on the tarmac.

Hey.

Came to take you home.

- It's been a long day.
- Not finished here yet.

Oh, you're finished.
I say you're finished.

Let's go home.

You, um...

You want to tell me
what that was all about?

It was about doing everything that I can

to make sure you're on that beach with me

on our wedding day.

I needed those files because...

I'm representing Alda Hertzog.

You're what?

She has information about your death,

and I want to know what it is.

- So I made a deal with her.
- Oh, my...

I get her a hearing.
She gives me the details.

She is a terrorist,
Zoey! She's a terrorist!

A suspected terrorist,
Dem, with information

that might save the life of
the man that I love, so...

I can't believe what you're doing here.

Baby, I would do anything... anything.

If I thought it could save
your life, I'd do anything.

I'm scared.

I don't want you to die.

Baby, I love you.

I love you, too.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

I love you.

Come with me.

There's something I gotta take care of.

This is Mark. Leave it
here. I'll get back to you.

Mark, just calling to
let you know that things

have escalated a little
bit with Tracy's... friends.

But it's okay.

I'm good.

Things are happening just
the way they're supposed to.

Whoa, buttercream frosting.
Irina, this cake is outstanding.

I'm gonna be going off the
grid for a little while.

If you need me... sorry, man.

- Take her out of here.
- These people went too far,

and I'm not gonna lay down.

It's my time to make a move.

I'm in this thing all the way to the end.

How'd you find me?

I'll always find you, kiddo.

So long, buddy.

It's a service weapon, formerly
belonging to Agent Mark Benford.

Serial number
a-5-6-1-9-8-4.

- That's the one.
- I'll bring it right out.

- Thanks.
- And, Demetri?

- Yeah?
- I have a blowtorch if you want.

- Thanks, man.
- All right.

Figured I'd just rent
a boat and throw it out

in the middle of the ocean,

but, um, the thought of
watching it melt... not bad.

I'm sorry.

I can be a little...

confrontational at times.

You?

No.

It's one of the things you
love about me though, right?

It is. It's right up there with
clipping the toenails in bed.

- Jerk.
- Come on.

Demetri.

Yeah?

It's gone.

What are you talking about?

The box is here. The slip is here.

But the gun is gone.