"All right, listen up, everyone." "We're at DEFCON 1." "It's a comet." "It's not a flyby anymore." "A comet cannot change course." "This one has." "Then it's not a comet." "We're not sure what's happened." "There appears to be something out there." "The light is gone, and-and thousands of people have just suddenly appeared." "Finding Shawn and figuring out what happened to our son- that is my job." "Diana Skouris, Tom Baldwin." "You two will be one of the teams that's responsible for investigating what happened to the returnees." "And what about my parents?" "They're dead, aren't they?" "This is Maia Rutledge." "She's eight years old, only she was born in 1938." "No time has passed." "Returnee 2117:" "Shawn Frell." "Uncle Tommy." "Hi." "He's all yours." "Hey, what about Kyle?" "Kyle's in a coma, Shawn." "We're letting them go." "We're letting them go?" "We don't have a legal right to hold them." "Hey, Mom, Dad!" "Shawn!" "Remember me?" "Nikki?" "I'm Richard." "Lily." "Lily Bonham from St. Louis?" "You knew my grandmother." "Some of these people have no place to go, no families left." "What the hell are you looking at?" "I used to live here." "Heidi?" "Yeah?" "Heidi, it's Mommy." "It's, uh... it's okay, sweetie, I got it." "Brian." "Lily." "But there's no mistake." "You're definitely pregnant." "It's a temporary restraining order." "You can't stop me from seeing her." "If Orson can do those things, who knows where all this is going." "So far we've got one case, and maybe that's all we'll ever have." "You haven't noticed anything unusual with Shawn?" "'Cause I just need to know- if you had, you'd tell me." "What looks good today, Carl?" "I have a whitefish with your name on it, Mrs. Martino." "Oh." "When you were gone, in 18 months," "I haven't got a decent piece of fish." "You..." "You take care of me." "You are such a sweetheart." "Aw, it's easy being nice to you." "Tell me, how does it feel to be back?" "It's okay." "It's good." "Carl." "It's like I never left." "What do you think you're doing out there?" "I was helping a customer." "Rosie can help a customer." "Derek can help a customer." "I told you to stock the display cases." "But-I..." "I've known Mrs. Martino since I was a kid." "And I'm supposed to care?" "Now get that flounder on ice." "Grace!" "So how'd it go today?" "It was slow, as usual." "It's the neighborhood." "It's not like it used to be." "It's not that bad." "Ugh It's gotten a lot worse since you were away." "I don't see it." "You don't want see it." "Okay." "I admit it, it's not like when we were kids." "Yeah, no one cares about the place anymore." "There's no pride." "There's no sense of community." "I didn't know you were so unhappy." "I'm not unhappy." "Hey, I got you back, didn't I?" "I got nothing to complain about." "Yeah." "Oh..." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Fish smell." "I don't mind." "I'll hop in the shower as soon as we get back." "Hey, let's cut across the park." "The park?" "Nobody goes into Bradley Park anymore." "No." "Yeah?" "Sure they do." "No." "How do you think I got here?" "It's not safe." "There's nothing but lowlifes and junkies in there." "Grace, 15 years ago," "I proposed to you in this park." "Aw..." "15 years ago?" "Yeah." "I was a size 2, and you had your hair down to your shoulders." "Things change." "From now on, you take the long way around" "You know, Grace, I just wish that you'd, you know stop worrying." "Marry me, Gracie." "Of course I will." "Yo, what are you doing in our park, man?" "Your park?" "Just give up your wallet." "You're mugging me?" "Now you're catching on." "Seven bucks?" "It's all I have." "* So long ago *" "* Another life *" "* I can feel your heartbeat *" "* It's not a dream *" "* Remember us *" "* I can see it in your eyes *" "* We'll find our place in time *" "* Our place in time beyond the sun *" "* We'll find our place in time *" "* Our place in time to call our own *" "So the complaints started right after her foster parents brought her back to quarantine last week." "Well, what kind of complaints?" "Well, for instance, yesterday, Maia was talking to an employee in the cafeteria." "She told her her daughter would be in the hospital soon, but that she'd be okay." "The next day, the little girl was in a car accident." "So you're saying what?" "She-She's got some kind of second sight?" "I'm saying I have five stories just like that one." "Why disappear a little girl from the 1940s, hold her for 60 years, and then send her back with the ability to predict the future?" "I mean, what were they thinking?" ""They"?" "We don't even know if there is a "they."" "He, she, it- take your pick." "Somebody's behind this." "You know, let's leave that for the team in the theory room, huh?" "Yeah, when they're not playing video games." "Oh, that's why they're intimidated by you, Tom." "They feel your hostility." "Good." "I wouldn't worry too much about the big brains." "Just talk to that girl." "Thanks." "I never meant to scare anyone." "We know that, sweetie" "But why did you say those things to Mrs. Krause about her daughter?" "Because they're true." "But how did you know?" "I just do." "If I asked you whether it was going to rain next Sunday, would you know the answer?" "Maybe." "I don't know." "What's going to happen to me now?" "The doctors here are going to take another look at you." "Oh, don't worry." "It won't hurt." "I don't believe you." "It's going to hurt, isn't it?" "You might be uncomfortable some of the time, but mostly, oh, it's just going to be boring." "Will you look in on me every now and then?" "Me?" "To see that I'm all right?" "Sure." "It's expensive, though." "The rental vouchers will cover it." "So... do you have any questions?" "Um, the small bedroom- do you think it'll get too much light for a nursery, I mean?" "It's a northern exposure, so you should be all right." "So, what do you think?" "I like it." "Me, too." "Is this your first baby?" "Oh, we're not actually a couple." "Oh, uh, so, it's just you and the baby?" "No, it'll be the three of us." "Why not?" "You can't stay in that hotel forever." "We can share this place." "Unless you don't want to." "No." "No, I'd like that." "Great." "I'll go do the paperwork." "I hope I didn't embarrass you." "No, it's... it's not that." "It's, uh..." "It's just, I figure he wouldn't rent you the place if I was part of the deal." "I know, I know." "It's not 1951 anymore." "Times have changed, but..." "Sometimes I'm just surprised at how much." "Good." "It's settled then?" "Oh, God." "Lily?" "Lily, what is it?" "No." "Oh." "Lily." "No, I..." "I don't feel so good." "You need to sit down." "Should I call a doctor?" "No, no." "No, I..." "I just have to leave." "And go where?" "Anywhere but here." "Carl, where have you been?" "I got mugged." "Oh, God, are you all right?" "Did they hurt you?" "No, I didn't get hurt." "They got hurt." "Who did?" "Grace, I learned something tonight, something important." "I'm a different man." "Those aliens- or whoever took me- they did something." "They took me;" "they changed me." "They made me better." "I think first thing in the morning you should call the counselor and make an appointment." "What?" "No." "I don't have time for that." "I got things to do." "What kind of things?" "The park, Gracie." "I want to make it like it was before." "People will bring their kids there again." "You and me- we can have our picnics at the old spot." "Carl, you're scaring me." "There's nothing to be scared of, not anymore." "Linda, any idea why Dr. Mayhew wants to see us?" "He didn't say." "So how have you been?" "Good." "My lawyer was asking if you'd signed those divorce papers yet." "I thought maybe if we had dinner some night, you know, we could..." "sign them together." "Oh, you mean make plans that you'd cancel at the last minute?" "I'll bring the papers, we'll have a good meal, a couple glasses of wine..." "And a good cry?" "That, too." "Stefano's?" "Where else?" "Tom, Linda- thanks for coming in." "I was reviewing Carl's EEG readout, and I noticed something peculiar." "What now?" "Well, it seems last Thursday night he had a momentary burst of increased brain activity." "It was brief- no more than a few seconds." "That's good, isn't it?" "Technically, yes." "Let's not get ahead of ourselves." "I'm going to run some tests, see if I can find out what happened." "Tests- we've had three years of tests." "I understand your frustration, Linda, but we really need to look into this." "It's a roller coaster, isn't it?" "It never ends." "Linda..." "So, Stefano's, right?" "How does Thursday night sound?" "7:30?" "I'll be there." "Dorothy..." "Yeah?" "Did anyone visit my son last Thursday night besides his mother and me?" "Let me check." "Yes, he had one other visitor:" "Your nephew Shawn." "Shawn!" "Yeah, I went and see Kyle on Thursday night." "He's my cousin." "I wanted to see him." "What about it?" "And nothing happened while you were there?" "Well, I was only there for a couple minutes." "So, you saw nothing, did nothing?" "What could I have done?" "The day of your welcome home party, a bird smacked into the window, remember?" "Yeah, it was stunned." "What about it?" "No, it was moore than that." "And then... you picked it up and suddenly, it was alive and well." "What the hell did you do to Kyle?" "I didn't do anything to him!" "Look, look, I really like these little chats we have, Uncle Tommy, but I got to go to class." "Shawn." "We'll talk again." "Oh, I can't wait." "A bunch of us are going to see" "Fountains of Wayne this weekend." "Have fun." "You know, um, this whole loner thing is so tired." "Well, it works for me." "Fountains of Wayne!" "Friday night!" "What is with you?" "Why do you keep pushing him like that?" "Someone has to." "I don't see you doing anything." "Well, I'm giving him his space." "Let him figure things out for himself." "You should try it sometime." "Oh...!" "Marco." "Skouris- good." "I checked out your idea." "What idea?" "So, am I a genius, or am I crazy?" "We don't make that distinction in here." "Disappearance sites on the West Coast, like you suggested." "Turns out you were right." "The gravity at those sites is weaker." "But according to the interferometer, only by five parts per billion." "That's barely measurable." "Not to mention barely understandable." "English, please." "The gravity is changed at some of the places where people disappeared." "The question is did it change naturally, or was it artificially manipulated." "Now, if the gravity was manipulated, the question then becomes by who." "So we're back to the possibility of alien abductions." "I wouldn't rule out little green men, but obviously I'm going to need to take more measurements." "So, in other words, you've made no progress." "Uh, you explain it to him." "Oh, hold on." "You remember Adam Kensington?" "The, uh, insurance guy Orson Bailey killed?" "Yeah, what about him?" "Not one of the good guys, as it turns out." "He was point man in a huge insurance scheme to defraud tens of thousands of policyholders." "Orson Bailey saved the State of Washington like, a billion-dollar buyout." "Could've been Enron all over again." "God, that's interesting, 'cause that brings up all kinds of possibilities." "Well, uh, don't be a stranger." "Oh..." "So, this thing about Bailey." "Are you trying to say whoever sent him back meant him to go after Kensington?" "It's a theory." "That's why they call it "the theory room."" "That's tight." "Oh, no, I suck." "Hey, if this is about the, uh, concert thing..." "No, no, no, it's got nothing to do about that." "I just want to know what's going on with you and Nikki." "Me and Nikki what?" "I just want to know what's going on between you two." "Well, what do you think's going on?" "Something." "She's always talking about you." "Can't go anywhere or do anything without her wanting to bring you along." "How is that my problem, Danny?" "Just do me a favor." "Leave her alone, okay?" "Oh..." "I thought that's what I've been doing." "Look, Danny, you got a problem with your girlfriend, go talk to her about it, okay?" "Hey, uh... we're the same age." "I'm not your little brother anymore." "Then stop acting like a two-year-old." "You're my brother." "She's your girlfriend." "It's all good... right?" "Yeah, right." "Oh, Richard, I am so glad we found this place." "And now that we got an apartment, we can get you a computer." "Forget about the computer." "I still think we need to get you to a doctor." "I'm fine." "I know this is going to sound strange, but that other place we looked at- the baby didn't like it." "Maternal instinct's kicking in already, huh?" "No, it's not that." "It's that somehow..." "I know what the baby's thinking." "Lily, the baby's barely two months along." "It's not thinking anything." "Look, I can't explain it any more than you can explain... where you've been for the past 50 years or, or what's happened to any of us during the time we've been gone." "I don't sound too strange, do I?" "Of course not." "Lily?" "I used to rock Heidi like that when she was a baby." "It feels like yesterday, but it wasn't, was it?" "No." "It was... what, 11 years ago?" "I want to see Heidi." "I miss her." "Lily, give it some time." "Once Brian is used to you being back, he'll drop the restraining order." "Shut up." "Just shut up!" "Stop it!" "Cut it out!" "It isn't funny!" "Shut up!" "Just shut up!" "Grab her legs, man." "Hey, guys." "Why don't you leave her alone?" "Get lost!" "No." "You get lost." "Go get him, man." "Come on." "Hey, Maia." "How long have they left you like this?" "A while." "I think they all went on their coffee break." "Well, you know... that's pretty dumb of them, isn't it?" "Will you stay until they come back?" "Of course." "And when they show up, your doctors and I, we're going to have a little talk." "And then can I go home?" "Home?" "With you." "I don't like being here alone." "You want to come and stay with me?" "You don't like being alone, either." "I can always come back for my checkups." "Please." "Look, Maia..." "I'm not even sure" "I'm the kind of person I want to live with." "No, I-I eat cold pizza for breakfast and..." "That sounds all right to me." "Yeah, you know, Maia..." "Just let me think about it, okay?" "Where have you been?" "I was looking in on Maia." "Really." "Well, I promised her, didn't I?" "So, what do you got?" "Sid e-mailed the latest rearch clippings to us." "I think I found something worth checking out." "One guy taking on three attackers doesn't sound that farfetched." "I know, but if you saw him you'd think it was impossible." "He was, uh, 35, 40." "Maybe 5'6"." "Weighed 150 pounds." "So not exactly The Rock, huh?" "But it was the way that he moved." "Could he have been on some kind of drug, maybe PCP?" "He didn't act like he was on drugs." "You know, most guys would have walked away, or, uh, maybe called the cops, later, after it was too late, but, uh... this guy- he saved me." "I'm sorry." "Baldwin." "Linda." "Dinner, yeah." "No." "Linda, I'm so..." "Don't hang up, Linda." "Just, just..." "Is there anything else you can remember?" "There is one thing." "This guy," "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but, uh, he smelled funny." "Like day-old fish." "So that was your wife on the phone?" "Excuse me..." "I don't want to talk about it." "Fair enough." "So what, are we in Orson Bailey territory here?" "Well, I wouldn't rule it out." "Which would give us what?" "A telekinetic insurance salesman, a clairvoyant eight-year-old and now some kind of sad-sack super-vigilante." "Hell of a trio." "And those are only the ones we know about." "Unless you can think of anyone else." "Just take it one case at a time." "Heidi, do you remember the formula for an isosceles triangle?" "Hey, buddy." "Richard..." "Lily" " Thank God." "Are you all right?" "I been worried sick." "Where are you?" "I've been arrested." "Carl..." "I have my grandchildren coming for dinner." "Uh, how 'bout some nice swordfish?" "You can't go wrong with swordfish." "Carl!" "Uh, give me a second, Burt." "You got, like..." "What did I tell you about chatting with customers when there's work to be done?" "Stop with the finger." "Stop..." "I asked you not to do that." "Let go." "I mean it." "I show up on time." "I do my work." "Now just leave me alone, okay?" "Okay, okay." "So, how much swordfish are we talking here?" "I'm telling you, Tom, there's a lot of chatter in DC about putting the 4400 back in quarantine." "Not that I agree." "I mean, if they're so dangerous, how is cramming them all into one space going to make us any safer?" "So I took my pistol and I shot her in the forehead." "Shot who?" "Do us a favor, Tom." "Sign the divorce papers." "Do me a favor, Dennis." "Stay out of it." "I spoke to her." "What are you doing talking to Linda?" "I've known her for 20 years." "I danced with her at your wedding." "Now I'm not supposed to talk to her." "I was in the middle of an investigation." "Tom, you asked her for dinner, and you stood her up." "It slipped my mind." "Maybe." "Maybe you just don't want to admit the truth to yourself." "Brian Moore?" "Yeah." "I'm Richard Tyler, a friend of Lily's." "Are you another one of those 4400?" "Is that a problem?" "Look," "I warned her;" "I told her to stay away, but she wouldn't listen." "I understand you're set, but Lily's in jail." "You don't want that." "What I want is a normal life for my daughter, for my family." "She made a mistake." "It won't happen again." "I'm just supposed to take your word for it?" "I promise, you drop the charges... she'll never bother you or Heidi ever again." "You used to love her once, remember?" "Yeah, I remember." "I want you to stop." "I can't." "What do you mean, "can't"?" "What you're doing is dangerous, not to mention illegal." "You can't just go around beating people up." "I've been given an opportunity here, Gracie, and I'm going to take it." "I'm going to clean up that park, and when I'm finished," "I'm going to clean up the whole neighborhood." "Oh, God." "You sound like a crazy man." "You promised me you'd call your counselor." "I never said that." "You said that." "Come tomorrow, I'm going to call him." "You'd call Homeland Security on me?" "If that's what it takes." "The way you're acting, can you blame me?" "What I'm doing here I'm doing for us, Grace." "This is where we live." "I just want us to be happy and to not be afraid anymore, and it starts with Bradley Park." "And I don't want it to end there." "It won't." "I won't let it." "They can't hurt me." "No one can." "Oh..." "You're just one man." "I lost you once, and I don't want to lose you again." "I can do it." "I can make this neighborhood safe again." "For you, for Mrs. Martino... even Burt." "So please, stop worrying." "This is what I was meant to do." "This is my destiny." "*...or is this your way *" "* To hide a broken heart?" "*" "* Many dreams *" "* Have been brought to your doorstep *" "* They just lie there *" "* And they die there *" "* Are you warm, are you real *" "* Mona Lisa... *" "This was brand-new when I disappeared." "And it's a..." "What'd you call it, a...?" "Golden oldie." "Oh." "I guess I'm a golden oldie, too." "No, not to me." "Lily, we have to talk about what happened last night." "No, there's nothing to talk about." "Do you know what I saw when I looked through Brian's window?" "A happy family." "I realized Heidi doesn't need me." "Well, maybe one day she..." "Yeah, I'll be there for her, if she does." "But until then, I..." "I'll stay away." "This is where I want to be now." "Here with you." "Where I'm happy, and the baby's happy." "Well, that makes three happy people then." "All you've done for me... it's not because I remind you of the other Lily, is it?" "Maybe at first." "But now all I see is you." "* Mona Lisa *" "* Mona Lisa. *" "Danny's inside." "I'm not here to see Danny." "Cute." "Could you turn it back on, please?" "Did Danny say something to you?" "Is that why you're acting like this?" "Because our friendship has nothing to do with him." "Nikki... we don't have a friendship, okay?" "Shawn, listen to me..." "Hey, hey, hey, come here." "Let me see." "Let me see." "Let me see what's going on." "It's okay." "It's okay." "Let me see." "It's gone." "It doesn't hurt anymore." "Must not have been that bad of a burn." "Yes, it was." "You did something to it, didn't you?" "*..." "And be the one who catches all your tears *" "* That's why I need you to hear *" "* I've found out a reason for me *" "* To change who I used to be *" "* A reason to start over new *" "* And the reason is you. *" "Tom." "See, the thing about vigilantes is that they're not very common, except in Charles Bronson movies, so I had to create my own profile." "Now, we know he's a white male, slender, somewhere between 30 and 50." "He probably works a blue-collar job, suffers from low self-esteem, lives in a high-crime area." "I'm with you so far." "Right." "So I cross- checked my profile with the members of the 4400 in and around the Seattle area, and I came up with 37 names." "You're not going to take me through all 37, are you?" "Of those 37, I was able to eliminate 24" "I'm sure you don't care how- and that left me with 13." "I'm on the edge of my seat." "Here are my two favorites." "Robert Laurenzano and Carl Morrissey." "They both fit the profile, but Carl- he's our guy." "Check out his occupation." "Supermarket employee." "Yeah." "I called the store." "Carl works in the seafood section." "And our guy smelled like day-old fish." "Oh, yeah." "I'm good." "Hey!" "What the hell you doing?" "I just cleaned that." "What?" "Do you know where your husband is?" "We'd like to talk to him." "Why?" "Any idea where he was Tuesday night?" "He was here." "You sure about that?" "I just told you." "Have you heard of the Bradley Park Vigilante?" "Wh-What does that have to do with Carl?" "You tell us, Mrs. Morrissey." "You're not going to throw him back into quarantine, are you?" "We want to help him." "That's funny." "That's all Carl wants to do is help." "People grumble." "They complain." "Nobody does anything." "Nobody tries to make anything better except Carl." "Where is he, Mrs. Morrissey?" "Carl." "Grace, I got rid of all the graffiti." "Oh, my... oh, my God, Carl." "Oh, you should've seen it." "They, uh... they were falling like bowling pins." "I didn't see the knife." "I don't know why I didn't see the knife." "Get an ambulance!" "It's a nice night." "No, no, no, stay here." "Just sit with me." "No..." "I thought I could clean it up." "I thought I could clean the whole neighborhood up myself." "I thought that's why they sent me back here, but I guess I was wrong, huh?" "No, no, no, no, no." "Yeah." "No, don't leave me, Carl, please." "No, no!" "No!" "I just want you." "I just..." "I just want you." "No, no!" "No!" "No..." "Why take this guy, give him enough extra juice to think he can make a difference, send him back..." "Only to get himself killed." "What's the point?" "I wish to hell I knew." "Grace Morrissey, wife of slain Bradley Park Vigilante Carl Morrissey, revealed today that her late husband was one of the controversial 4400." "Mrs. Morrissey went on to state that her husband was a true neighborhood hero, a sentiment echoed by many area residents." "Local law enforcement officials, as well as a spokesperson for the National Threat Assessment Command, refused to confirm or deny Mrs. Morrissey's statement." "Okay, I got the paperwork." "Okay, I need you to sign there... and there... and initial here..." "Mm-hmm." "and sign there." "So that's it?" "You got Mr. Ryland's signed approval." "That simplifies things." "I thought you were one of the doctors." "Yeah." "I thought you were asleep... so you sure fooled me." "How would you like to get out of here?" "Now?" "Right now." "Look out, look out, look out." "Thanks." "Where'Kyle?" "Surgery." "Dr. Mayhew said he's got some kind of fluid building up in his skull, and they're going to try and relieve some of the pressure." "What do they mean, try?" "They said the draining fluid might not be enough, that... that-that more might build up, and if it does, then Kyle could suffer permanent brain damage within a week." "Uncle Tommy..." "Mom's on the way." "Edited and Synched with Subtitle Creator by Andante"