Manifest (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Turbulence - full transcript

Ben duly insists to co-investigate with Michaela, who needs him as driver due to a paralyzing nightmare, the death of self-appointed, provocatively authorities-hostile survivors 'spokesperson' Kelly Taylor, who was murdered at home. NSA Director Vance leans on her ex and direct superior Jared Vasquez to become his informant or face consequences for covering and aiding her illicit inquiries in the murder case which the NSA takes over from the NYPD. Kelly's fresh widower Patrick's leased properties turn out the key. Cal finds his former playmate Kevin, now a teen, prefers his equally growing-up girl twin Olive and tells their parents she sneaks out at night, while Ben worries about bugging and his wife's other men. Saanvi Bahl and the NSA realize Kelly's corpse, which 'disappears', is unique material for medical tests on the survivor physiology.

Previously on Manifest...

You've all been missing, presumed
dead, for five and a half years.

But aren't you seeing things,
hearing things in your head?

If anyone has answers,
it's someone on that plane.

- No, you're merely detained.
- Actually, we're not.

You're instructed to observe
a strict media blackout.

You could've played the
cop card eight hours ago.

I want eyes on all of them.

But I'm beginning to think that

they didn't tell us
everything that was going on.

What am I supposed to do?



Leave Lourdes at home
every day, knowing I'm at work

with the woman who
literally was my first choice

to spend the rest
of my life with?

My friend died. We
had a car accident.

You were the driver,
and you'd been drinking?

I miss my stuff,
my rock collection.

Olive, whose locker is this?

Friend of Mom's, all right?

"Friend."

I'm finally on the plane.

I know. First they
screw up my reservation,

then I get bumped
to another flight.

Not exactly doing wonders
for my vacation Zen.

So, you and Grace,



must've been
nice to get a break.

Yeah.

Yeah, we've been getting
a little lost in the shuffle,

the two of us, so...

This was good.

Yeah, you needed
a little Jamaica.

Little lime in the coconut.

The stress you're under, I
don't know how you're doing it.

Really? You can't imagine?

Don't change the subject.

You've been drowning in stress.

I'm just saying, if you
and Grace can handle this,

you can handle anything.

Thank God it's a short flight.

I'm never flying Montego again.

I'd rather die.

You can only use
three new letters.

Okay.

Cal. Bed.

Let's go. Brush your
teeth. I'll be right up.

Three letters. No cheating.

Okay, okay.

- Good night, bud.
- Good night.

A shocking new development
tonight in the story of Flight 828.

Unconfirmed reports point
to a murder investigation.

- Mick.
- In recent days,

Taylor has been
extremely candid,

not only about her
experience on Flight 828,

but on her treatment by
authorities since her return.

She was murdered?

She's been all over the news.

You think there's a connection?

Let's not jump to conclusions. I'm
gonna go find out what's going on.

Wait. Are you saying she was
killed because she went on TV?

Because all of you
have been in the press,

- including Cal.
- I know. I know.

That woman ambushing
him on the street.

We just need to keep Cal
close. We need to be careful.

Olive, come straight
home from school tomorrow.

I don't know for sure what happened
but I'm beginning to think that

they didn't tell us
everything that was going on.

What are you doing?

Our little secret.

Saanvi, hey. You watching this?

You think we need to be worried?

I think we need to
keep our heads down.

I'm gonna find out more.

Listen, I discovered
something in Cal's blood.

It's a marker,

a protein.

It wasn't there before the plane,
and it wasn't produced by the cancer.

I've never seen it before. I
don't know what it signifies.

Is it harmful?

It doesn't point to a tumor

or any environmental
toxins or a parasitic infection.

At the airport when
we were detained,

remember they gave us those
vitamin boosters, electrolytes?

I mean, there could've
been something in any of that.

Yeah, I kept notes
on everything.

I'll have to run some more
tests, but I'll keep you posted.

Okay. Hey.

If you see anything worrisome...

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

I need you to drive
me to Long Island.

I have the address
for Kelly's house.

I picked it up on the scanner.

How'd they let you
back on the job?

Because I didn't tell them.

Look, of course, I have
to drive, and I will. Just...

Not tonight.

Okay, so...

Just remember, when we
get there, stay in the car.

I'll deal with it.

No chance. This isn't Uber.

If I'm going there, I'm
getting some answers.

No, Ben, it is noticeable enough

that we are 15 miles
outside of my jurisdiction,

let alone with my
civilian brother in tow.

Your civilian brother who helped
you find two kidnapped girls.

The cops were
useless without us.

That does not make you
a detective all of a sudden.

I'm at the center
of this just like you.

So is Cal.

And Grace is scared.

Rightly so.

And I need to protect my family.

If we're being targeted, I need to
know who's coming after us and why.

Yeah, that's exactly
what I plan on finding out.

I am not gonna be a bystander.

You know me.

I feel helpless enough as it is,

cooped up at home,
stressing all day.

At least you've had
a job to go back to.

I know I can
contribute here, Mick.

We're doing this together,
or I'm turning the car around.

This is so
off-the-charts out of line.

They'll think I'm your partner.

Not a word, okay?

Scout's honor. Guaranteed.

That was fast.

Where do these people come from?

Kelly made herself famous.

She was the face of Flight 828.

Looks like they
already have a suspect.

- Can I help you?
- I'm Michaela Stone, NYPD.

Mind if we have a look?

- You on a field trip?
- I picked up the chatter.

Might connect to a
case we're looking at.

Do me a solid.
We'll be in and out.

Victim's inside.
I'll walk you in.

Looks like a robbery gone bad.

Perp entered here,
went out the back door.

The victim was
alone in the house.

Husband was out
at a business dinner.

What did they get?

Gold necklace. That's it.

Husband says she
was wearing one.

There are burn
marks on the neck.

Killer must've yanked it off.

Oh, my God.

Single gunshot to base of skull.

Bullet went through and
through. Looks like a .38.

She's got some scraping and
bruising on her arms and back.

You think this was targeted?

She was on Flight
828, all over the news.

Talk about a crazy magnet.

You see our candle-toting
friends outside?

We saw you got a suspect.

Guy in the car, you
think he's one of them?

Our witnesses put him
out front on and off all day.

We picked him
up two blocks over.

He had blood on his
clothes. We're assuming hers.

We got a neighbor who saw
him running from the house.

What about the gun?

Must've tossed
it. Necklace, too.

We'll find them.

Detective Donovan?
Robert Vance, NSA.

I'm gonna have to take
charge of this investigation.

Excuse me?

Anything Flight 828 related
is a matter of national security.

Are you aware you have two
acquaintances of the victim on your scene?

I wouldn't call us
acquaintances.

They both were on Flight 828.

You can escort
these two outside.

Sorry. I owe you one.

The killer one of them?
Doesn't make sense.

Why not? If they're fanatics...

These people don't
want to harm us.

Maybe this one did.
Maybe he thinks we're,

I don't know, aliens or
demons or something.

Then why is the NSA here,

taking charge of a routine
homicide investigation?

Look, that must be the husband.

Mr. Taylor?

I'm Michaela Stone.
This is my brother, Ben.

We were on the
flight with Kelly.

We're so sorry for your loss.

I told her not to talk.

On TV, all those
interviews, all that attention.

She didn't care.

She said she had to do it.

Had to?

Did she talk about someone
or something telling her...

"Calling."

She "had a calling."
Her exact words.

Sir, the medical examiner
needs your signature.

What did she mean
by that, Mr. Taylor?

No, wait, Mr. Taylor, what...

A calling.

Like a voice in her head.

What if that's it, Ben?

What if this calling
got her killed?

Okay, so we'll
keep being careful,

but we have to live our lives.

I have to get back to work.

I mean, our
expenses just doubled.

I know, and I've
got to get a job.

- I'm on it.
- Well, that's great.

I'll see what I can sniff out.

Hey...

You don't... have to do
this on your own, okay?

Not anymore.

Hey, Calamander, you
want to see where I work?

Why don't I take him for the
day, give you a chance to sniff?

Great.

IPad, headphones, shoes.
Grab those spelling sheets.

Grace.

Just be careful.

Completely
ridiculous turbulence.

Off the charts.

Look, I'm just going
to own my truth.

If I'm going to own my truth,

it felt like they thought
we were the ones

who were responsible for
whatever happened to that plane.

But none of them
seem suspicious.

I mean, if I'm supposed
to own my truth,

don't you think
they should, too?

So, I just got off the phone
with Detective Donovan

out in Syosset.

He seemed a little steamed.

Yeah, I know it was out of line.

You took your brother
into a crime scene.

Jared, the victim
was from Flight 828.

If that's the reason
that she was killed,

then I need to know because
I could be next, or Ben or Cal.

Now the NSA's taken over
the case. I need information.

You need to stop.

You're gonna get
yourself in trouble, Mick.

I will...

but maybe you could
make some calls?

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

Incognito much?

Does this make me Starsky?

Look, I got it.
"Own your truth."

That's what Kelly was
hearing in her head.

That was her "set them free."

Her calling. How do you know?

Because it called me, too.

"Own your truth"?
You heard that?

Yeah, or felt it.

It came to me out of the blue.

That's why Kelly did
all those interviews.

Yeah, accusing the government
of lying. "Own your truth."

Who knows who
else she pissed off?

She could've made
all kinds of enemies.

- We have to go back to the husband.
- Yeah, I agree.

We have people coming, family.

I had to cover the blood stains
on the carpet with a throw rug.

Do you recall Kelly ever using
the phrase "own your truth"?

As of two days
ago, all the time.

She was saying all kinds of
crazy stuff after she came back.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

House is too fancy.
We have too much.

She wanted a simple life.

Bought her this
gorgeous necklace.

I had to beg her to wear it.

And then, all of a sudden, she's on
TV, talking about the government?

She hated politics.

Did Kelly ever feel
like she was in danger?

You're talking about the
clicking sounds on the phone?

Black SUVs on the street?

My housekeeper saw them, too.

Christine, the black SUVs?

All day and night.

Vern and Susie are here.

Go. Go. We can
see ourselves out.

She was under surveillance
by the government, by Vance.

It's been terrible.
Reporters at the door,

those people outside
with their candles.

Did you see them?
They refuse to leave.

What can you tell us
about the last few days?

How did Kelly spend her time?

Was there anything unusual?

It's all been unusual.

The press appearances,
avoiding the followers.

Yesterday, she got her
hair done at the mall. She...

When she came back, there were
bruises on her arms, and she looked upset.

She said she'd fallen.

Fallen how? What else
did she say about that?

Hey, Christine. Can you
help, please? There's more.

Okay, this is now
officially inappropriate.

Come on. Let's go.

Heartbreaking.

Evie was such an
amazing human being.

You're not welcome here.

How could you?

How could you come here?

Get out of this house.

Come on.

Are you gonna tell
me how you're doing?

Not bad.

Needs acid.

It's over.

- I ended it.
- With Danny?

Yes.

And you're sure
you're okay with that?

I'm just saying.

I have my husband back, Rob.

He's the man I
fell in love with.

He's the man I
had children with.

I get it. I get it. I do.

It's just, uh...

This is gonna sound insane,

but I'm a little
protective of Danny.

Kind of seems like
you're cheating on him.

Sorry.

No.

Honestly,

it feels a little that
way for me, too.

Hi, Beverly.

I'm really sorry to
show up like this,

but... I'm here because
I need to own my truth.

Michaela.

Lovely to see you.

Come in.

Come in.

Come look.

Have you seen the new curtains?

Ah! Wanted something simple,
but they lift the entire room.

I didn't think you'd
want to see me.

Of course, I do. It's so
nice to have you here.

I'm going on about
these curtains,

but I love these orange
panels that I added.

Oh! Wait a minute. Evie!

Michaela's here.

Evie!

Evie?

Amazing.

Still the same age.

Evie?

Evie's not here, hon.

She's at the market, remember?

She went to the store.
She'll be home soon.

She doesn't know that...

I stopped telling her.

I couldn't give her that news

and watch her life
collapse every 15 minutes.

Hey.

So I did some digging.

What is it? What happened?

Nothing. I'm good.

What have you got?

I'm not gonna stop asking,

so why don't you save
us both some time?

I went to Evie's house,
and I saw her parents.

Why would you
do that to yourself?

I don't know, Jared, 'cause
the last time I saw them...

Mick, it wasn't your fault.

You were cleared.

The department
did an investigation,

and they cleared you.

You can't put yourself
through that again.

Hey, please.

Don't waste your
miracle on your pain.

You deserve better.

So, um...

So I looked at Kelly Taylor
and her husband, Patrick.

No criminal records for either.

They own some
commercial properties.

Rental workspace building,
downtown mall, a couple gas stations.

Kelly owned a mall?

Nothing fancy.

More like a shopping
center near a subway.

Shoe shine,
doughnuts, hair salon...

Thank you.

So nothing on your phone?

No clicking noises, static?

No, nothing.

Honestly, surveillance
tech has gotten so advanced,

I don't even know
what I'm looking for.

So I've been
running my own tests,

pulled some of my
own blood, ran a panel.

And it turns out
that I have it, too.

Really?

It's that same
marker that Cal has.

So, could we all have it?

It's possible.

Still don't know what it is.

My next step is to
run an MRI on myself

if I can fake my
way into a machine.

Ben?

Did you find something?

I'll call you back.

Hi, Mr. Stone.

Kevin?

Wow.

Last time I saw you, you were
too short to ride the Cyclone.

So, uh, how was your flight?

Yeah, this must be
even weirder for you.

If you're looking for
Cal, you're in luck.

Cal. Check it out. It's
Kevin. He's enormous.

Hey.

Hey.

So we should go for pizza sometime
at Queen M's, like the old days.

You know what, Kevin?
I bet you play Fortnite.

Cal just got it, and
he's catching up.

You could show him some moves.

Oh. Yeah.

I'm actually here to see Olive.

I think she's upstairs.

Oh.

Hi, Kevin.

Hey, Ms. Stone.

You know, we're actually
just about to have dinner.

Why don't you text
Olive later, okay?

Sure.

Oh. Hey. How did it go today?

Good.

Listen.

I found something.

Outside in the garden.

The side gate was left open.

What are you saying?
Someone was back there?

There were
footprints in the soil.

- It was Olive.
- What?

She snuck out last night.

Probably to see Kevin.

What is your deal?

Nothing's my deal!

You snuck out your
bedroom window!

Okay, no yelling.

Is that true? Out the window?

Don't get me wrong.
It's impressive.

Just not safe for any of
us to be out alone at night.

All right, I know you're
not used to it, Dad,

but I'm allowed to
see my boyfriend.

Not in the middle of
the night, you're not.

You guys need to work this out.

Sweetie, can we have a
couple minutes, please?

What did I do?

Just...

Go on, bud.

Okay, I don't love that
she snuck out either.

She's still getting
used to things.

- We all are.
- If we had gone up to her room

in the middle of the night
and found her missing...

I know.

But Kevin's been
really great for her.

Please, let's not overreact.

She will be fine. I promise you.

You're good at this.

At Olive?

Well, I've had
a lot of practice.

And good news is

no bad guys in
the garden, right?

Ben!

I'm gonna go talk to her.

In here.

Okay, I've got something.

How'd Evie's parents go?

No, it went badly. Just listen.

Kelly went to the mall
to get her hair done

and came back
with bruises, right?

That's what the
housekeeper said.

It was her mall, Ben.

Kelly and her husband
owned the mall.

Her calling was
"own your truth."

What if she was making a
connection between the two?

Kelly's husband said her
calling led her to go on TV.

Yeah, maybe she didn't
know what it meant,

like us with the Pyler
girls, remember?

We thought it was
about freeing the dogs.

Ben, any one of
us could be next.

I don't know. Does this
really look like a place

Kelly "Bling" Taylor would
come to get her hair done?

Fair point.

Excuse me.

Can we have a word?

What the hell?

You didn't say
there'd be running!

Hey! Stop! We just want to talk!

Mr. Taylor, he only
rents to illegals.

He takes 40% of your profit,

and if you don't pay,
he calls immigration.

And is that why
you attacked Kelly?

I didn't attack her.

I was trying to get away.

I push her, and she fell.

I didn't have the money.

I thought she was there
to collect, but she wasn't.

She said she was going to
stop him now that she's back.

She said she was sorry.

Did she say anything
about owning her truth?

Those were her exact words.

She followed her calling.

She started shutting
down the family business.

You're thinking it
was the husband?

Okay, so I need to know
why you broke our code

because you ratted
me out to Mom and Dad.

Our twin code?

Yes, Cal.

You never did that, like, ever.

I just wanted you to
be safe, like Dad said.

Really?

Okay, so you didn't want to get
back at me because of Kevin?

He was my best friend,

and now you and him are...

I don't even know
what you're doing.

Cal, he wasn't your best friend.

I was.

All right? I still am.

Because you're my twin?

How are we even twins anymore?

Look at me.

I'm not inclined to
provide information

on my detectives without
going through channels.

Captain, I'm not suggesting
she's done anything wrong,

but Michaela Stone
remains a person of interest

in the most perplexing investigation
ever to cross any of our desks.

Look, she's been nothing short
of remarkable since she returned.

Solved a major abduction case.

- Two young girls.
- We heard.

I've been wondering how
she did that, second day home.

Maybe you could show
me that case file, Captain.

Of course.

You must be proud, having such a
talented girlfriend, Detective Vasquez.

She's not my girlfriend.

- I'm married.
- I'm sorry.

Former girlfriend for
whom you're doing favors.

Sticking your neck out,

poking around in
Kelly Taylor's murder.

That was just a routine inquiry.

Not so routine and a matter
far beyond your jurisdiction.

Look, Detective,

I'm just a guy working
a case, same as you,

and I'm hoping you'll be
inclined to help me out.

I need to know what
Michaela Stone's doing,

where she's going,
who she's seeing.

Regular reports.

You'll be serving your
country and saving your job.

You don't want to
cross me, Detective.

We're taking statements
from the other tenants.

This is a win, Michaela.

Kelly's husband
is a total slumlord.

Blackmail, extortion,
harassment.

And the only thing he
didn't do was kill his wife.

How can we be so sure?

Because there's no evidence.

His alibi is airtight.

Six witnesses place
him at the restaurant.

He didn't make any major
withdrawals indicating a murder for hire.

Kelly turned on him.
She was taking down...

Meanwhile, the other guy
has Kelly's blood on his clothes,

and an eyewitness
puts him at the scene.

And yet no recovered murder
weapon, no recovered necklace.

There's a lot of eyes
on you right now.

You need to start
thinking clearly, all right?

You need to be a cop.

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm Lindsay! I'm
a friend of Grace!

Olive forgot her shin guard.
She gave me her keys.

I am sorry. I didn't
know who you were.

I thought you were an intruder.

It's okay.

Can I drive you somewhere?

No, no, I'm good.

Lindsay.

I am so sorry.

I'll tell you what. I will do all of
your snacks for the next year.

Grace, Grace, it's okay.

I know you've
been through a lot.

See you at the game next week.

All right, you need
to tell me right now,

how many more men have keys?

Who else am I gonna find...

I was on my own for
five and a half years.

And all I wished for, every
day, was for you to still be here.

But you weren't here,

and so, yes, I gathered
a village around me.

Lindsay helped
with Olive's soccer.

Justin fixed the bathroom
sink. Rob kept me sane at work.

They helped me through
an impossibly difficult time.

And none of those men

are the one man you're
really asking about.

You don't know that man.

You've never met him.

And you will never have to...

because you came home.

You're finally home.

Hello, Michaela.

You know me?

You're one of the
chosen. I know you all.

Michaela Beth Stone.

You've returned to us.

What about Kelly Taylor?

Did you kill her, Isaiah?

I would sooner kill myself.

Then tell me what happened.

I heard the sound of a
gun, and I went to her.

I ran to her.

She died in my arms.

Then you, what,
stole her necklace?

I don't care about her
earthly possessions.

I care about her.

They think you
killed her, Isaiah.

If you're innocent,
you need to tell them.

You need to fight back.

I'm not afraid of prison.
I've been here before.

In this life, I will
serve my penance.

And when I die, I will return.

I will be like you, Michaela.

I will be pure.

Trust me, I am far from pure.

Because you haven't
unburdened yourself,

for there is nothing hidden
that will not be disclosed,

nothing concealed that
will not be illuminated.

What have you concealed,
Michaela, even from yourself?

I'm sorry. I need to tell you what
happened the night of the accident.

Beverly's gone.

What?

I was outside for
maybe ten minutes.

I called 911. They said I've got to
stay here in case she comes back.

I'm sorry, but I don't
have a car right...

I walked here.

Take ours. Please, go.

Go!

I am the director of driving.

No, you are not if you can't
even say "designated driver."

You're my designated friend,

and I love you.

Evie, tonight was supposed
to be my night to celebrate,

and, instead, I get
to be the grownup

because a cute bartender
was feeding you shots.

What are you doing?

I'm calling Uber.

No, I need my
car in the morning,

and you're totally fine.

No, dude, don't do this to me.

Okay, never mind.

- I got this.
- Evie...

No, you don't.

Michaela, Michaela, Michaela.

You're okay now,
okay? You're okay.

Okay, wait here.

Just stay there, okay?

Hey! Are you okay?

You.

Hands on the wheel now!

Now, walk me through
it from the beginning.

I need to see him.
Can I see him?

That's not gonna
happen, Christine.

Patrick needs me.

He's gonna be a mess.

Two nights ago, you went to
Patrick and Kelly's residence.

She was alone.

You went into the house.

You had a gun.

Christine.

She was dead.

She died.

And who was there for
him every day for years?

Me.

You two are a couple?

No, no. It wasn't like that.

Didn't need to be.

Patrick ate better,

looked better, was better,

which made me
better, made me whole.

We had a life together.

So you shot Kelly
Taylor in the head?

She was supposed to be dead.

She doesn't get to come
back flaunting that necklace

like she's the Queen of Sheba

and treat me like
some kind of servant,

like I'm the maid.

And yet you were.

She was dead.

Yeah, I have some questions.

Honestly, Jared, I was in
the right place at the right time.

You're still going
with that, huh?

That wasn't a
coincidence, Michaela.

That's your second one.

You're two for two.

Seriously, you need to
start talking to me right now.

Something is happening
to me. I can't explain it.

Since I've been
back, I'm different.

I need time to figure
out what that means,

but until then, Jared, the
less you know, the better.

I shouldn't have ratted you out.

Yeah.

But it must be so incredibly
weird, seeing your friends here.

It is.

I mean, he used
to be the short one.

But I'm glad you like him.

He's pretty cool.

Yeah, he's okay.

But you and me? It's
us against the world.

Twins rule.

Twins rule.

So, this guy,

do you love him?

I love you, Ben.

I never stopped.

Not for a moment.

Not for five and a half years.

Okay?

I love you, too.

I know you do.

And we're picking up
right where we left off

before we were so
rudely interrupted.

It's like this.

Hey. I've been calling
you. So has Saanvi.

Oh. Sorry, I'm in the zone.

- What's up?
- She needs to see us.

I don't have an answer,
but I have a theory.

It's just a little
bit out there.

Okay, we're listening.

So, the marker in mine and Cal's
blood could be a sign of ischemia.

It occurs when the
circulation is limited,

but the potency of this marker
is on par with a stroke victim.

So you think we all had strokes?

No, not exactly.

If we were taken close to death,

extremely close, and
then brought back,

if the faucet of blood
circulation has been turned off,

and then, suddenly,
it was turned on high,

that's what it would look like.

Interesting theory. How
do we know for sure?

Right, so my thinking was,
if I had some brain tissue,

I could test for that rebound.

If they take a sample during an
autopsy, maybe I could have some access.

You're thinking of Kelly Taylor.

So, I logged into
the ME's database.

These are all the bodies
that have been registered

in the Long Island
morgue in the last 48 hours.

There is no Kelly Taylor.

I've looked everywhere.
She's not in the system.

And then when I do a search...

That's why the feds stepped
in. They wanted Kelly's body.

Where is she?