Heroes (2006–2010): Season 1, Episode 7 - Chapter Seven 'Nothing to Hide' - full transcript

Lyle Bennett learns of his sister Claire's secret after watching her video of her trying to kill herself. Hiro Nakamura helps D.L. Hawkins save a woman from a burning car by freezing time. Isaac Mendez has gone M.I.A. with his painting.

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Previously on Heroes.

What the hell
did you do to me?

I could ask you
the same thing.

All I know is that I woke up in
your room somehow and you were gone.

They blackmailed me just like
they're gonna blackmail you.

For a man whose campaign is
founded on sound family values,

this could be really
embarrassing for you,

especially
considering your wife.

Two million dollars makes me
a candidate in your pocket.

Four million
makes me a congressman.

It's about the videotape.



The tape where you're, like,
killing yourself like 20 times.

That was attempt number six.

It was in my backpack,
and now it's not.

What?
It's gone.

What do you mean,
it's gone?

We have got
to find that tape.

Dad, how did you
get out of jail?

I walked out
because I got a secret.

Mom has a secret, too.

What do you think D.L. is gonna do
when he finds out what we've done?

What we've done?

We framed him.

I'm taking Micah,
and I'm taking the money.

You're not taking anything.



Mom!

Everything we say,
everything you see,

by tomorrow it won't matter.

What, a guy can't cook
dinner for his wife

without being accused
of cheating on her?

Well, you were missing
for a day and now this.

I love you.
It's like you're in my head.

There's a piece about that
size. I painted it weeks ago.

Simone has it.
What was it of?

I don't remember.
I was high.

Then we need
to get it back.

Tell her a guy from the
future said you needed it.

Now AmCor is holding steady
but Yamagato...

Yamagato is down
to 215 and an eighth.

I think that's
a good bargain.

Really?
And what do you know?

You saying
I couldn't pick a stock?

Darwinian.

Look at your sorry ass, barely
able to make minimum wage.

Now, you look at me living in a
penthouse on Central Park West.

Correction. It's dying in a
penthouse on Central Park West.

Right you are,
my boy.

Right you are.

Teach you to mess with me.

Take a breath.

In the end,
all that matters is love.

I love you, Peter.

I love you, too, Charles.

You speak your mind.

You know who you are,
you know what you want.

That's your power.
That's your strength.

Mind if I let you in
on a little secret, Charles?

You can say anything to me.
You know that.

I can fly.

Really? Well,
if you can fly then show me.

All right.

Watch this.

Simone?
What's wrong? Come in.

It's my dad.

That's so weird. I was just
having a dream about him.

He passed away
about an hour ago.

I really needed to see you.

You know, I get that you're
sort of socially slow,

but you know you're supposed to
call someone before you come over.

This you're gonna want to hear
right away. I found the tape.

What tape?

The tape of you trying to kill
yourself 20 times. I found it.

Look, I was looking for my PSP under
my bed, right? And there it was.

Look. You're safe.

I thought this was
supposed to be good news.

Well, I can't believe
you had this entire time.

Why didn't you
look there before?

I did. I tore
the whole room apart.

I must have checked
the bed like 50 times.

Morning, Mrs. Bennet.

Morning, dog.

How are you, Zachary?

I'm all right. Claire keeps
punching me, though.

Your dad's plane is going to be
late. I won't be home till 8:00 or so.

I am trusting you
to hold down the fort.

Because Lyle
never listens to me.

Well, he will listen
to you today

'cause he knows what a big
day it is for Mr. Muggles.

Thank you. And he doesn't
want to stress us out.

Does he?

Sure.

Will you two help
me out to the car?

Your dad left on
the sprinklers last night,

and I don't want to get
his paws all soggy.

Take this. Here we go.

Wish Mr. Muggles good luck.

Micah?

Micah?

Micah!

Help me.

Now, things have been
really good between us

these last couple of days,
don't you think?

I know. I like it.

I just... I feel like we've been
really honest with each other.

And that's good, right?

Yeah.

There's something that we need to talk
about, something that I've discovered.

I thought
I'd been so careful.

Well, what? What is it?

I don't...

Oh, God, he knows.

What?
What did you want to say?

It can wait, actually.
I gotta...

Gotta get to work.

Matt?

Niki?

I was knocking like forever.

What is it?

Micah.

D.L. came back.

He took him.

I tried to protect my son,

but I couldn't.

I failed him.

Landlord said Isaac's gone,
that he took his paintings and...

Did you know
he was leaving?

No.

I can't believe he would
just go like that, no...

Not when we were just starting
to make sense of his paintings.

I wanted to tell him
what happened in person.

Isaac sketched it
for my dad's 70th birthday.

You know, I've been trying
to get him clean forever.

The one time I need him... Feels
like everybody's leaving me.

I'm not going anywhere.

He was still in a coma,

and then, like it was any
other day, he started talking.

He said he'd been flying
all over the world,

but that is was a world
he didn't recognize.

There were so many people
filled with pain.

Nobody looking
out for each other.

He worried for them,

and for me,

until you told him
everything would be okay.

What do you mean, I told him?

I know,
it doesn't make any sense,

but he said that
you were flying with him,

and you told him
it was all going to be okay,

that there were
people who cared,

who would make a difference.

That you would
save the world.

After that, he just put his
head down and he was gone.

Like he was falling asleep.

I never had that conversation
with your father.

But it sounds like
something you would say.

Those messages you left
on my answering machine.

You said you wanted
one of Isaac's paintings

because it would help you
save the world.

It's hard to explain.

But if you had
that painting...

I could save the world.

Linderman.

What?

The painting you want, I sold
it to a guy named Linderman.

He lives in Las Vegas.

Linderman gave
you four million dollars,

and you're spending it
on postcards.

I take it I'm
supposed to choose.

Mmm.

That one.

Oh, if that isn't a red flag,
you two agreeing on something.

All right, I'm gonna go to the
office and have this printed out.

Don't you want hear about how The New York
Journal wants to do a cover story on you?

I've invited Oliver Dennison to come
for family brunch and do an interview.

You're kidding.

No, I never kid
about family brunch.

That's because we never
have family brunch.

Nathan, this could be great.

I don't know. Dennison could
go anywhere for a bagel.

If he comes here,
he's gonna want something.

Nothing wrong with taking
advantage of an opportunity.

Mandy?

Kids, why don't you go finish that train
set we started this morning, all right?

Come on.

Take them upstairs.

I am not going to use
my family for political gain.

Tell that to Peter.

Nathan, you've been trying to
protect me since this happened.

And it's sweet in theory, but
in practice, it's insulting.

I'm not made of glass.

I know.

But we don't need this.

Four points behind says we do.

Now, I've been hiding in this
house for the last six months

because your polling was
afraid I'd make you look weak.

But now I can help
by coming forward.

Let me.

You sure about this?

Set it up.

Chef's been
cooking all morning.

Oliver will be here
in an hour.

Then I better get ready.

Yeah.

Good idea.

You feeling okay, man?

Hey, Tommy, yeah.
I'm good.

Come on, buddy, we rode in the
same car together for three years.

Practically read your mind.

Dude, I don't know
where to start.

Well, how about
we go get a beer?

There's a Dodger
game at 7:00.

Yeah. Yeah,
I'd like that. Thanks.

What's going on?
What are you doing here?

It's Sylar.
He's killed again.

I'll brief you
on the way to the morgue.

Sylar? Who's Sylar?

I got to talk
to my watch commander.

Taken care of.
I'll be outside.

Put on some
real-person clothes.

Lyle, you better not think
I'm cleaning up after you.

We just got rid
of all those ants.

Such a dork.

So unreal.

Okay, I'm good.

Oh, my.
Oh, my God.

What are you doing?
Oh, my God, Claire!

Shut it off.

Lyle, give it to me!
Give it to me!

Claire!

It's amazing what you can do with
special effects these days, huh?

That was all special effects?

Yeah, what else would it be?

Ow!

What the hell is
wrong with you?

Lyle, give it to me!
Now!

Get back here!

Zach, don't let him get away!

Lyle!

You okay?
Lyle!

Get back here!
Hey!

Why would you want
to kill him again?

Because he found the tape
and then he stapled me.

Help! Somebody help me!
My sister's a freak!

We found him in
a parking lot in Brentwood.

Name's Robert Fresco, an
oncologist at UCLA Medical Center.

Okay, so we
figure out the M.O.

Well, the M.O. is
there is no M.O.

Sylar's victims are random.

Eight deaths I have
no clue how to explain.

Trust me,
this one's number nine.

Yeah, but there's nothing out
of the ordinary here, right?

Doesn't this guy look
like any other burn victim?

He's putting out
1800 curies of radiation.

Whoa.

HAZMAT team scoured the scene,
but didn't find any incendiaries.

No plutonium,
no uranium, nothing.

They did, however,
find a fingerprint

seared to the bone
like a brand.

Seared to the bone?

We're running it
through CODIS.

Now, if we get a match
and we can get close to him,

I'm gonna need you
to get inside his head.

Pick him out of a crowd,
find him in a building...

Right. About that. Lately it's been
harder for me to filter the voices,

and hearing what they're
really thinking, it can be ugly.

What's going on, Matt?

Theodore Sprague,
a. k. a. Sylar.

We got you.

So, you just going to sit there
all day and not say a word, huh?

I want to go home.

Like I told you, it's not
safe there with your mother.

Is she dead?

No.

She's gonna be fine.

How do you know?

Dad, we left her
on the floor.

We didn't have a choice.

Heroes don't run away.
Micah...

Bad guys do.
Heroes help people, Dad.

You know what?
You're a bad guy.

I'm not a bad guy, all right?

Do you remember when I
told you that six months ago

I started
having these bad dreams?

We all have bad dreams, Niki.

I don't think that
they were just dreams.

When it started,
I thought that

maybe somebody was
following me or something.

And I would catch
my reflection and...

But it wasn't my reflection.

It was another me.

She has a name.

Jessica.

Jessica?

When someone tries to hurt
me, it's like she comes out.

There is no Jessica.

It's just you.

No, I see her in the mirror,

and she tells me that she
wants to come out again.

And the part of me
that needs Micah back

wants to let her do it.

It's just complicated
with your mom and me.

What's up ahead?

Stay there.

Dad, don't!

Sit down! Wait!

Lady! You gotta get up!

You gotta get out of there.

You no worry. I help.

Dad!
Hiro!

Dad!

Micah!

Dad, I thought you were dead.

What happened?

I don't know.

We're usually in our pajamas
around the breakfast table.

You can't blame us for
cleaning up for The Journal.

Not when the hollandaise
is made fresh.

You seem to be
adjusting well.

To the wheelchair?

You can say it,
Mr. Dennison.

I lost my right to be
sensitive when I married Nathan.

I'm not saying I didn't have my
darker moments during rehabilitation.

I was angry for a long time.

At your husband.

Wasn't he driving?

At God. But we seem
to have made our peace.

Oh, hello, Peter.

What's this?

It's brunch.
We always have brunch.

Since when?

Will you excuse me?
Peter, how good to see you.

Nice of you
to drop by, Peter.

Whatever this is about,
now is not the time.

Charles Deveaux died
this morning. Yeah.

I'm sorry. Were you there?

No, I wasn't.
I stopped working for him

so I could figure out
what was going on with us.

Yeah, I told you to drop
all this "I'm special" crap.

I can't, all right?
I need your help.

That man out there
is Oliver Dennison.

He's working for The Journal,
doing a story on me.

Everything I've worked for is riding
on our family being able to sit through

a single meal together
and smile.

So I'm not
family enough for you now.

No, you're not.

Not when you're going
to ruin an election for me.

I just...

I need you to get me a painting,
all right? Linderman bought it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. We're not exactly
advertising that family connection around here.

All right, great.
So just get him on the phone

and ask about the painting.
Pete,

I'm sorry.

But you're gonna
have to go, okay?

Hey, you know what? I'm just
gonna fly off the terrace, yeah?

No? Hey, I can fly.

Nathan, so can you.
Tell you what.

Why don't we just race around the
Statue of Liberty real quick, huh?

Get this tweedy guy
something to write about.

You wouldn't.

Huh?

Peter!

Peter.

Sorry, Nathan gave me an earful
about showing up in cords.

Told him I'm trying to stay grounded.

Good to have you back.

How'd you get this?
The issue isn't even out yet.

See? All the same.
Hiro, Ando...

Even same car!
Nissan Versa!

I teleported.
New York City.

I freeze time, too.

Stop the explosion.
Saved your dad.

Hey, didn't you visit my mom?

Hmm?

We should get them
to a hospital. Can you drive?

Don't worry. Help is coming.
I called the police.

Time to go, Micah.

Dad, you saved her
like a real hero.

Now we can go back
and save Mom.

I wish it were that easy.

Well, it is, Dad.
We just go back.

No, Micah, it's not.

I'm sorry.
We can't go back.

We can never go back.

Come on.

Bye-bye.

Take care.

Come on! You can't
stay in there forever!

Would you just
give me the damn tape?

I'm gonna put this thing on
YouTube, make like a million bucks.

YouTube is free, you idiot.

You're not helping.

Lyle, no one can see
what's on that tape.

Are you
an alien or something?

Is he an alien, too?

Yeah, yeah,
we're gonna anal probe you.

Zach, stop scaring him.

I'm not coming out
until Mom and Dad get home.

No. No, no, no, no.
You cannot tell them.

Lyle, please, they cannot
find out about this.

Why not?

Don't you get it?

If they found out,
Mom and Dad would

think it was
a mistake to ever adopt me.

We wouldn't be
a family anymore.

Please.

Thank you.

Whatever.

Wait a minute,
wait a second.

We're going in here
without backup?

No on even knows
we're here, do they?

What is this
all about with you?

You in my head, Parkman?

No, I'm just...
I'm asking a question.

It's about Sylar.

I'm not letting him
get away this time.

I'm taking him down.

Something's burning.

Radiation?

Curie levels are safe.

What the hell is this?
What?

Hang on,
I'm getting some spikes.

Hey.

Check this out.

Their faces are
all burned off.

What the hell
happened in here?

Eighteen hundred
curies of radiation.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

Of course I'm gonna
vote for Nathan. Yep.

If Nathan takes
care of the people

half as much as
he takes care of his brother,

it's gonna be
an interesting city.

Pretty special family.

You have no idea.

This is all
very inspiring.

I was surprised to learn the Linderman
group recently invested in your campaign.

I don't know
why you'd be surprised.

Mr. Linderman was
a good friend of my father's.

So, you don't deny going to Las
Vegas to meet with a reputed mobster?

Is that why you're here?

I spoke with a former member
of your security detail.

It seems there was
a bit of a scare,

that you disappeared from
the casino for several hours,

and there was
a blond involved.

It's all right, Nathan.
You can tell him.

Right...

I'm sure you've recently heard
about my mental health issues.

I quit my job because of it.

My brother
basically saved my life,

and he's convinced me to
get the help that I needed.

There's a private
clinic outside Vegas.

Nathan went, spoke to a
doctor, a woman doctor.

I made him promise
that no one would know.

Not even the family, but I just
don't care who knows anymore.

Okay?

I didn't want to say anything
until I'd cleared it with you.

That's Nathan. You know, right
in the middle of an election

he still has time to help out
his messed up little brother.

Oh, well...

What's this? They counteract
the radiation poisoning.

Oh, thanks.

One second.

Who keeps calling you?

Nobody, it's my wife.

Since when is
your wife nobody?

Listen, I don't think
this guy's Sylar.

Yeah? Well, we'll see.

Look what I found in bedroom.
Look at this. Methotrexate.

This is chemotherapy
in a pill.

This is prescribed to Karen
Sprague and it's current.

She has cancer?

Check out
the doctor on the label.

Dr. Robert Fresco.
Right.

The oncologist.
Mmm-hmm.

Karen Sprague's room?

Take it easy, Ted. We just
want to ask you some questions.

I didn't mean to kill him.

Dr. Fresco said there was
nothing he could do to save her.

I tried to convince him,
you know.

There must be something
else that he could do.

Anything.

Then we argued,
and I lost control.

We can talk
about this downtown.

Hey, let her go!

If you let me
stay with my wife.

No, you let her go
or I shoot.

Do you have any idea what would happen
if you did that? Because I don't.

Maybe I'll explode. Maybe I'll
take out this whole hospital.

Maybe I'll wipe out
this city like an atomic bomb.

Just leave me alone!
We can't do that.

Stop, Ted, stop.

Karen wants you to stop.

How could you say that?

She says you need to listen, Ted. You
never listen. You're too damn stubborn,

but you're still
her Teddy Bear.

Wait a minute,
you can hear her?

He's telling the truth, Ted.
Listen to him.

What's she saying?

She's saying she...

She doesn't blame you

for all the pain
and the worry.

She's saying
it's not your fault, Ted.

She shouldn't be here.

It's not fair.

She's saying
it never is.

She said
that was the best date.

The picnic on the beach and it
poured sheets and sheets of rain.

We sat in my car

and listened to the whole
American Beauty album.

She remembers it all.

She always will.

What's she saying now?

Hi, this is Niki Sanders
from Las Vegas.

I need your help.

I know that I'm probably the last
person that you want to talk to.

You should not
have called me here.

I know that
I have no right to,

but I need your help.

My husband took my son.

I have nowhere else to go.

I'm sorry. I can't help you.

You have the wrong number.

Hi, hon. Where are the boys?

In the playroom.

Do you still love me, Nathan?

Of course, I do.

I know what this chair
means to us as a couple.

But I need you to know
that I'm going to walk again.

The doctors say
it's a long shot,

but I can do it
if I have a reason.

We just need
some hope, Nathan,

that our life
can be like it was.

What Peter said,

about you checking out a
clinic for him with a doctor,

tell me that's what happened.

If you say it is,
I'll believe you.

Just give me some hope.

It's true.

Come on.

I'm gonna get
the kids ready for bed.

Okay.

What the hell happened?

You should just go.

Niki, what's going on here?
Are you okay?

I said that you can go now.

It's me.

I'm just trying to help
you out, girl, okay?

She doesn't need
your help anymore.

Understand?

Hey.
Hey.

So, they're gonna run Sprague
through decontamination,

then put him in a special
holding tank downtown.

How'd he cause all that
damage with his bare hands?

How do you hear
what people are thinking?

You did a great job in there.

Well, look,
the guy was losing his wife.

He just wanted
to talk to her, say goodbye.

You talk to
your own wife yet?

You've been
dodging her call all day.

Well, I'm gonna head downtown,
cover Sprague's processing.

Right.

Hey, it's me. I actually
thought you might be home by now.

I'm calling just to talk.

Look, I had this stupid idea
in my head that I'm losing you.

And I...

I just...

I can't help but have the feeling that
there's something you're not telling me.

And I don't want us to live
with any regret or blame.

I don't know. I guess I'm just
afraid of things going unsaid.

I love you,

and I just wanted to tell you that.
You don't have to call me back.

I'll see you later tonight.

Yes, Mr. Linderman.

It seems my brother
has developed

some sort of emotional
attachment to this painting.

I don't know what will happen to him if he
doesn't get it, but I'd rather not find out.

Directly to the gallery.

Mr. Linderman,
I appreciate it. Good night.

You need to tell
Heidi the truth.

No. She doesn't need the
truth. She needs hope.

What's that,
some kind of excuse?

I'm not saying
what I did was right.

That girl in Vegas, I just
needed to be with someone who

didn't make me feel guilty
every time I looked at her.

Did you talk to Linderman?

Yeah. Sit down.

And?

He's not gonna let it go.

Hey, come on, Pete, just let
it go. It's just a painting.

It's more than that, Nathan. This
is about what's going on with us.

All right?
This painting is the key.

All right, with this thing,
we could make a difference.

I'm trying to make a difference,
Peter, the best way I know how.

Flying around, how's that
going to help anybody?

What is that... I can't... What
am I gonna do when I get there?

I don't have a gun. I don't have
a badge. I don't know karate.

I guess I could put on a costume and
fly around and pull cats out of trees.

How's that gonna
make a difference?

You're not gonna
know until you try.

I'm sorry
about the painting.

Listen, something else
happened in Vegas that I...

What?

These two guys, they tired to
pull me out of my hotel room.

They did.

It was like a kidnapping
attempt or something.

How'd you get away?

I flew.

So, who were they?
I mean...

The one who did all the talking
had these horn-rimmed glasses.

The other guy was
a spooky Euro dude.

He didn't say a word.

Son of a bitch. You really
expect me to believe that?

Yeah. I'm not Iying to you.

No?

No. Think about it.

What would people do if they
knew what we were capable of?

They'd lock us up
and they'd throw away the key.

I know it sounds crazy.

Be careful.

Yeah.

Someone had a good day.
It's all over the station.

FBI bust, Homeland Security
collar. Congrats, buddy.

Thanks, man.

It really wasn't
anything, though.

It must have been something.

Your FBI girlfriend
just put in a request

for you to retake
the detective's exam

as a series of interviews.

Can't blame it
on the dyslexia this time.

Wait a second. Interviews? I
didn't even know that was an option.

She's FBI.
She pulled some strings.

And you are going
to pass it, no problem.

Thanks, man.

Wow.

Loser. I'm nailing your wife
and she is so fine. So fine!

Hey, still want
to grab that drink?

Son of a bitch!

You do not
choose your destiny.

It chooses you.

And those who knew you before
fate took you by the hand

cannot understand the depth
of the changes inside.

Yeah?

Mom.

Micah.

Hey, baby,
I've been worried. You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Are you?

I'm good.

Are you
with your dad right now?

Yeah, I just
got out for one minute.

Mom, is this really you?

Tell me where you are, baby.

Just put my mom on the phone.

Your mom's not
here right now.

And she's not coming back until
I take care of a few things.

So, why don't you
tell me where you are,

I'll come get you
and bring you home.

Your mom needs you.

I'm in a little motel. It's
right off the Interstate 14.

It's called
the Little Field Motel.

You talking to your mom?

No.

No, I'm just goofing around.

Come on. We've got
some driving to do.

They cannot fathom how much
you stand to lose in failure.

Micah?

That you are the instrument
of a flawless design,

and all of life
may hang in the balance.

The hero learns quickly
who can comprehend,

and who merely
stands in your way.