All language subtitles for Manifest.S03E01.720p.HDTV.x264-YANKEES_track3_[eng]

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[ People screaming ]

Previously on "Manifest"...

Daly: Terribly sorry, folks.
That was not on the radar.

You've all been missing,
presumed dead, for 5 1/2 years.

It's all connected.

The ability to see and hear
what's going to happen?

That's an incredibly
powerful weapon --

for the military,
for intelligence.

Vance: "Kathryn Fitz.

Psychological warfare
specialist,

Major General."

Please, come in.

Saanvi:
She took my work.

She took everything.

I'm sorry, Dr. Bahl,

but I'm afraid we have
to ask you to leave.

I am not hiding from her.

I am coming after her.

[ Coughs ]

Are you having trouble
breathing?

You have 90 seconds
to tell me how to save Zeke,

or it will be too late
to save yourself.
[ Gasps deeply ]

Zeke, what is this?

Frostbite.
I may be freezing to death.

Ben: The exact amount of time
he was gone is the same...

exact amount of time
he was alive again.

Are you saying you
have some kind of...

expiration date?

Will you marry me,
Michaela?

You may kiss the bride.

I gotta go.
Tell her I'm sorry.

Hands where I can
see them! Down on the ground!

The pain I'll bring
down on you,

a holy vengeance like nothing
you've ever seen.

Drop your weapon!

What did I tell you?!

[ Thunder crashes ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Grunts ]

Zeke!
Hey.

I'm still alive,
right?
[ Laughing ] Yeah.

We've searched every inch
of this lake.

There are no bodies.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Upbeat Latin music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Sea gulls squawking ]

[ Horn blowing ]

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[ Muffled screams ]

[ Loud screeching ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Engines roaring ]

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[ Line ringing, keypad beeps ]

Hey, pal.
You had that, too, didn't you?

You okay?

The light was so bright,

we were all screaming...

Yeah. Scared me too.

We'll handle it.

I saw your Aunt Mick in there,
I wonder if she --

[ Cellphone ringing ]

She did.

Lemme guess.
We all just saw that?

Who was that woman?
I couldn't make her out.

Me either. Cal?

[ Sighs ]

Whoever it is,
I'm pretty sure

what triggered the Calling.
Found the boat.

Yes!
Just like my sketch?
Just like it.

And?
What was on the boat?
Nothing unusual.

That boat found something, Dad.
Something about 828.

I know it.
I believe you, bud.

Well, whatever was on that boat,
it must've been important.

I haven't had a Calling
that intense in months.

Yeah, agreed.

Feels like all three of us
have a part to play.

As for me...
boat's barely tied up.

Owners can't be gone
too long.

Ben, just be careful,
okay?

I -- You're in a dangerous
place still,

even if the Callings
brought you there.

Will do.

[ Keypad beeps ]

[ Waves crashing ]

Ben and Cal, too?

They're just as floored by it
as I am.

I mean, they don't -- they don't
know who that woman is.

I mean, for a stranger

to show up in our heads
after all this time,

in a Calling
that kicked my ass...

God. I wish I could help.

I never thought I'd say
I miss the Callings,

but at least then
I could tell you --
No. No, no, no.
No buts.

You are alive.

And you are here with me.

If surviving the Death Date
meant saying goodbye

to the Callings forever,
then sign me up.

I mean, sign us all up.

Believe me,
I couldn't be more grateful.

I didn't think I'd live
much beyond our wedding night,

let alone get to take the most
epic trip in honeymoon history.

[ Breathes deeply ]

Think the universe is telling us
to pack it up.

To help this woman?
[ Sighs ]

The Callings are
a blessing

in that they can
save our lives,

but hell if they are not
a curse, as well.

I can't miss even one.

Not if I want
to grow old with you.

Oh, you're gonna grow
ancient with me.

Oh! Okay.

I like that.

Me too.

[ Laughs ]

[ Rumbling, heavy breathing ]

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[ Door creaks in distance ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Gasps, sniffles ]

[ Door creaks ]
[ Gasps ]

Olive: Choo-choo!

Here it comes...

Don't understand why I haven't
heard from your dad.

I'm dying for
an update here.

How are you so good
at that?

It's not like you ever
fed your brother.

Not to burst your bubble,
but it's not rocket science.

What?
[ Chuckles ]

Nothing. I just...

I'm just proud of you.

Back to your brisket.

[ Both laugh ]

No. I'm serious.

Babe, you've had
a hard year.

So the fact that
you're so together...

is a big deal.

[ Sighs ]
Yeah. Thanks to you.

For helping me.

Anytime.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

Hey, babe.

You okay?

Someone had a Calling?

Not just me.

Dad and Auntie Mick, too.

You spoke to your dad?

How is he?
He's been radio silent all day.

Has he found what you guys have
been looking for?

Not yet.
But he thinks he's really close.

Honey...
what was the Calling?

What happened in it?

We were about to die.

Saanvi: Okay, kiddo.
Open real wide.

Aaaah.
Aaaah.

Good job.

It's looking pretty raw
in there.

She ever have strep
before?

Last winter.
And the winter before that.

Ah! Repeat customer.

I'll go get a test.

I have a very important
question for you.

You want a lollipop now,
or later?

Now.
[ Chuckling ]
Now? Okay.

I'll be right back.

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[ Keypad beeping ]

[ Door buzzes ]

Alonzo.

I know you said you'd update me,
but it's been awhile, so...

Heard anything
from Cuba?

When I do...

I'll update you.

Just checking.

[ Plastic crinkles ]

Just have a little faith.
It's gonna work out.

[ Sighs ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

No.
No, no, no, no, no.

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

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[ Keys jingling ]

[ Metal clangs ]

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[ Doors close ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

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My God.

But everyone saw that plane
land in New York.

How does this tailfin end up
a thousand miles from shore?

[ Gasps ]

[ Muffled screams ]

Aah!

[ Loud screeching ]

[ Grunts ]

Man: [ Speaking Spanish ]

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Morning, Bill.

Lieutenant.

Woman: Where is
Michaela Stone?

Look, I'm sure
you're a very nice person.

And I would know, 'cause I'm
a very nice person.

But I just can't divulge
that kind of information
about Detective Stone.

Y-You don't understand.
I need to speak with her.

Well, I don't think
she can help you.

But I can redirect
your concern

to the precinct
where your mom lives?

Or the FBI?
[ Sighs ]
I've been to both.

No one would help me.

Just tell me when
Detective Stone gets back,

and I'll come back then.
I can't tell you that.

Now, I'm sorry, but I really
need to get back to work.

[ Papers rustling ]

[ Keys clacking ]

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Hey.
What was that about?

Missing person.

She can't get a hold
of her mom,

and she wants to talk
to Michaela.

I feel for her,
but it's not our area.

Why's she asking
for Michaela?

Oh, she thinks
the 828 cop can help.

People will believe anything
when they're desperate.

What'd you see?!

Uh, Dad and Mick having
a complete freak-out.

But there was
another lady, too.

I think from the plane.
Okay, break it down.

Old? Young?

Old.
Hair color? Eyes?

Medium.

Medium?
Medium, that's --

That's not an option.

[ Cellphone ringing ]
Oh!

Auntie Mick.
I bet she saw the same person.

Please, God.

Hey, I'm trying to reach
your dad, but I can't seem
to get a hold of him.

Me too!
I saw her better this time.

We're checking the board.
Let her talk.

Hey, Ol. Um, in our Calling,
there was a woman.

She had light skin,
auburn hair.

I think she was
a passenger.

No...

No...

No...

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Hair is different,
but...

No, no, no.
That's her. That's her.

Angelina Meyer.

You said she was old.

Compared to me.

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Okay.

Meyer, Angelina...

No reply to email,
no reply to call.

He never talked to her.
But there should be more.

Um, bio stuff.

Yeah. Uh, born Long Island,
New York, 1990.

Current whereabouts
unknown.

Um, parents own homes
in Sun Valley, Idaho, and...

Tamarindo, Costa Rica.

Wow. The Callings really do
follow us wherever we go.

Or tell us
where we need to be.

How far is Tamarindo?

Two-hour drive.

Hey, nice work, you guys.
We'll call you back.

Try and reach
your dad, okay?

[ Keypad beeps ]

Angelina Meyer...

She seemed like she was
really in danger.

And so did you.
And Ben and Cal.

True, but...

Either way, she needs us.
I just -- I know it.

I think she needs you.

But where you lead,
I will follow.

Let's go.
Okay.

[ Groaning ]

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[ Men conversing in Spanish ]

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[ Whispering ]
No, no, no, no.

Stay put. I'm fine.

Bleeding, but I'm fine.

I sent you in alone
to not spook the fisherman,

and instead
you spooked me.

It's the tailfin, Vance.

The literal tailfin
from 828.

Damn.
Tell me about it.

I don't know what just happened,
but I'm okay.

I'm fine.
I got this.

For the record,
you got a crayon drawing

from a 12-year-old boy.

I got us datamining

and signals intelligence
capabilities

verifying a suspicious
extraction from the ocean,

and...

well, not to pile on,
but I also got us an airplane.

[ Beeping ]

Your point being?

That I'm running
this operation,

so if you feel
in over your head,
I need to know.

But I am on the 10-yard line
right now.

Just let me pay their
finder's fee and be on my way.

[ Sighs ]

[ All murmuring ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Keypad beeps ]

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Kenneth: When that plane
disappeared, we died a little

along with our girl.

We found grief support
at our church, thankfully.

That helped ease
the pain, but...

there are no words
for that heartbreak.

My mom died
with that heartbreak.

A year before we returned.

Oh, how awful.

I'm so sorry...
We were more blessed.

Or...at least
I thought we were.

Maybe you could tell us about
how she was when she came back.

Distant. Closed off.

She no longer carried
God's light.

We couldn't connect
with her.

My mom had some
tough times with me.

It's hard to help someone when
they're not ready to be helped.

It was more than that...

She wasn't the same.

She was losing her mind.

The more we tried to help,
tried to pray with her,

the more she pulled away.

One day, she packed up,
passport and all, and left.

We think back to New York.
That's where she grew up.

But, uh...

it's been months,
and no word.

Folks...

I think Angelina might
be in danger.

How c-c-

Are you in touch
with her?

No. Um...

I can't explain.

But I can find her.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

We got a problem.

[ Door opening ]

Wh--

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[ Speaking Spanish ]

American?

Sí.
Uh, yes. Yes.

What are you doing in Cuba,
Mister America?

Seeing the sights.
I-It's a beautiful country.

In fact, my new friends
over there were about to
take me out on their boat.

Mm. Very nice.

But before you go...

I want you to touch
that tailfin again.

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Okay, so, according
to passport control,

Angelina never reentered
the U.S.

after going
to Costa Rica.

Zeke: Weird. Her parents said
she went back to New York.

Maybe she wanted her parents
to think that she went far away

so they wouldn't
keep looking for her.

So, intel was able to run
Angelina's social-media history

and found a couple
deleted accounts.

Looks like she had a friend
down in Costa Rica

back in the day.
Um, Elena Rojas.

God bless the internet.
Uh, get me a phone number?

On it.

Hey, guys. Fun trip?

Fun while it lasted.

[ Chuckles ]

Okay. Talk soon.

Yeah, good find.

You know, you --
you coulda told her.

Eh, it's faster this way.

It's okay to have feelings about
your ex being on her honeymoon.

[ Chuckles ]
No feelings, Drea.

I'm good.

I mean,
you look great, pal.

Taller, stronger.

100% healthy.

I'm hungry
all the time.
[ Laughs ]

Well, that's called
puberty.

Look, you're so sweet
to bring him to me,

but it would be so much more
convenient for you

to switch doctors to someone
closer to Queens --

and someone
with hospital privileges.

Saanvi.
You saved his life.

And you're the only doctor
in the universe

who really understands him,
inside and out.

What about those three shadows
you kept seeing?

Still happening?

But I did have a Calling
with my dad --

and Auntie Mick, too.

It started off small,
but...

then it went
off the charts.

That's actually
when we lost contact.

Cal talked to Mick, but we
haven't been able to reach Ben.

I'm a little concerned.

[ Quietly ] Yeah.

Do you have a way
to get in touch?

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[ Cellphone ringing ]

A little busy over here.

Whole party over here.

I'm with Grace and Cal.

They can't reach Ben.
Everything okay?

Yeah. We found
what we came for.

In fact, I'm about to meet up
with him any second now.

What did you find?

According to your husband,
Flight 828's tailfin.

Yeah. That's how I felt.

Alright, gotta go.

Thank you.

[ Call disconnects ]

Remind me not to play poker
with you.

What'd you expect me
to tell them?

"Ben's facing down
three Cuban cops at the moment,

please hold"?

We going in?

No. Once we go in,
it becomes a deal.

We hang back for now.

Alright, smooth talker.

Wrap it up.

I-I'm sorry.
I'm still not following.

I saw what you did.

When you touched
the tail, hmm?

[ Stammers ]

Do it again.

[ TV turns off ]

Your dad's okay.
[ Sighing ] Okay.

He thinks they found
a piece of the plane.

[ Chuckles ]

Imagine saying that sentence
out loud two years ago.

There's always another shoe
to drop around here.

You'd think we would have
run out of shoes by now.

We need to go
clean out my room.

Why?

Dad's bringing someone home
to stay over.

Someone who needs us.

Are you sure
about that, honey?

There goes another shoe.

[ Chuckles ]

We hung out a bit
after the plane came back.

I tried having dinner over there
a few times,

but her parents
were still so clingy.

When was the last time
you saw her?

A few months ago.

I figured she went back
to New York.

She always talked
about going.

What else?

I don't know
how to explain it...

She was distracted,
almost paranoid,

looking over her shoulder
like she was being followed.

Her parents didn't
mention that.

They're so strict
and religious.

I'm sure she was nervous
to tell them.

Did she ever talk
about being followed

or give you any details?

Look, it's important to tell us
anything that you might know,

because she didn't go back
to New York, Elena.

She's still somewhere
in Costa Rica.

That's seriously
all I know.

You don't think
someone really was after her?

I don't know.

Look, if you, um,
hear or think of anything,

you have my number,
okay?

So, was she really
being followed?

Or was she just having
a Calling?

Or option number three:

the Calling was trying
to warn her about something.

[ Breathing shakily ]

[ Banging ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Banging ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Crying ]

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Do it again. Now!

Alright! Alright!
Alright.

Mm.

[ Sighs ]

[ Scoffs ]

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So what did I see?

Uh, like I said.
Some sort of electrical charge.

Lucky for me
I wasn't barbecued to a crisp.

[ Feedback squeals ]
Ugh!

Get on the ground!
Alright! Alright! Alright.

Who are you? Huh?!

Who do you work for?!
[ Door opening ]

[ Man grunts, body thuds ]

[ Man grunts ]

You don't know me.

And trust me --
you don't want to.

Drop your weapon, please.

I'm with them.

Well, I'll be damned.

You don't really
think that's the...

I know.

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Plane's circling offshore
below the radar line.

Told him we should
pull into the airstrip in 20.

Make it 15!

Doesn't take a Houdini to get
out of those zip-ties.

When I touched it,
it blew me back, Vance.

It launched me.

Still could be
a duplicate.

Come on. It's the actual
tailfin from 828.

How?
You came home in that plane.

Right. And then I watched
that plane explode.

Then how, Vance...

after all these years,
does an 1,800-pound tailfin

dredge up from
the bottom of the ocean?

Ben, my whole career
has been about looking
at how the facts add up,

what are they trying
to tell me.

I lasted this long

simply because I would not
let go of that mantra --

how do the facts add up?

And then your flight returned.
And nothing added up.

Cost me almost everything to try
to make it all add up, but...

with that tailfin,

we may be on the cusp
of finally understanding

the biggest mystery that's ever
transpired in human history.

I'm glad
you're on our side.

Always.

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Oh. Didn't know
you were back.

They were talking
to Elena.

We didn't realize Angelina had a
friend right here in Costa Rica.

Does it matter?

She doesn't know
where Angelina is, either.

I'm sorry to get
hung up on this.

There's just something
I'm not quite getting --

if Angelina lived here with you
and she was so afraid,

wouldn't she have mentioned
something to you?

I-I don't know -- someone
following her, a stalker --

There was no
damn stalker.

There was no anything.

It was all coming
from within her.

[ Exhales heavily ]

[ Loud screeching ]

[ Crying ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

You okay?

Uh...

Sorry. I just got really dizzy.
[ Inhales sharply ]

Do you mind if I, uh,
use your bathroom?

Of course.

Just...

Just through here.

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There she is!

Nice upgrade from
the puddle-jumper
that got us over here.

Can't exactly Uber home
a tailfin.

Boss. We got company.

Gun it!

It's just through here.
Ah.

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Don't tell me
you're also like them.

Unh!

Noelle!

Noelle!

Oh!

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We've got a good lead
on them!

Not enough!
Stop the truck!

Come on.
Vance,
what are you doing?

Making sure you get home.

Get this to my wife.

Vance, we don't have to do this!
We can all make it to the plane!

It doesn't matter.
It's DGI. Intelligence.

They want the tailfin -- they'll
shoot us out of the sky for it.

This is the only way.
Vance, what about you?

Listen to me. Listen.

You're gonna want to do
something to help me.

It's in your nature.
Do not.

I'll handle it.

Vance! Damn it!
Get out of the truck!

[ Engine starts ]
[ Grunts ] Vance!

Vance!

[ Muffled scream ]

[ Screeching ]

[ Sobbing ]

Noelle: I'm calling
an ambulance.

Kenneth: No, don't.

We have no choice.

[ Engines revving ]

[ Tires screeching ]

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[ Screeching ]
Unh!

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[ Screeching ]

[ Grunting ]

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[ Tires squealing ]

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[ Speaking Spanish ]

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[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Gasps ]
[ Knife clatters ]

[ Sobs ]
It's okay. It's okay.

[ Gasping, crying ]

[ Sirens wailing in distance ]

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Hey.
[ Crying ]

Are you sure you don't want
to go to the hospital

and get checked out?

[ Sniffles ]

You need to know
that you're not possessed.

The voices in your head,
the visions --

they're far from a curse.

No matter what
your parents believe.

My mom -- she raised me
religiously, too.

I'm sure you know
Romans 8:28.

You're one of the Called...

So am I. Actually,
so are a lot of us from 828.

Yeah. That's right.

I was on that flight.
[ Clicks tongue ]

5A.

24D.
[ Door opens ]

Wasn't sure
what you were into.

So I got a few
of everything.

It was pork rinds
for me.

But I respect the hell out of
a Bugles lover.

Nice assist on the "fake Calling
flop" back there.

How'd you know
I needed help?

I don't know.
I just...felt it.

The American Consulate's
gonna close soon,

so we should get going.

I told the police we'd bring
Angelina to report her parents.

No!

I just want
to get out of here.

With you.

Please. I don't want to be
alone with this anymore.

Believe me,
if you're hanging with us,

you can't throw a stick
without hitting

somebody
who has Callings.

Okay.
So you're coming with us.

Uh, I don't want to rain
on the parade here,

but we don't have any paperwork
for Angelina.

No passport,
no license --

and you're already handling it,
aren't you?

Of course I am.

Of course you are.

Her name is Angelina Meyer.
M-E-Y-E-R.

And it has to be
confidential.

We might have an in
with the ambassador.

That contact's a bit dry.

There's always
shipping containers,

but it's a hairy ride.

Hey, Mick.

I think I may have a better idea
of who can help.

Is it someone we can trust?

[ Computer pinging ]

More than
anyone you know.

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Thanks for the lift.

Glad to have
one win today.

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She okay?

Yeah. She will be
with our help.

[ Plane rattling ]

So great being back
on an airplane.

I'm totally cool with it.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Yeah.
Not panicked at all.

What year do you think it'll be
when we land?

[ Chuckling ]

Mnh.

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[ Sighs ]

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Still no Callings?

Nah.
Still no nightmares?

No.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Hi. I'm Cal.

I've been waiting
for you.

¶

Didn't I see you in here
today about --

I don't know --
11 hours ago?

Which is when I saw you
come on shift.

Figured by now,
Detective Mikami'd be gone,

but you wouldn't.

You came here to see me?

I know it looks crazy.

I've talked to a lot of people
about my mom,

so I've gotten used to being
brushed off

or treated
like a crazy person.

But the way you looked at me
was different.

Like you actually might care
what I have to say.

I have a few minutes.

Uh...

my mom worked
for the government.

What she did exactly,
I don't know, but...

what I do know is that
every time she went on a trip

somewhere she couldn't
reach out,

she'd send me roses.

Three red roses meant
she'd be gone three days.

Two yellow roses, two weeks.
And so on.

Last time we spoke
was three months ago.

And I haven't gotten
any roses.

The reason I keep coming here

is because I think what happened
to her is somehow related

to Flight 828.

It felt like
the focus of her work.

So I thought
Detective Stone might help.

The DoD just keeps telling me
everything is classified.

No other cop will give me
the time of day.

Please,
you're my last hope.

¶

This is your mother?

Yes.
Her name is Kathryn Fitz.

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I admire your perseverance,
Saanvi.

Truly remarkable.

Help me.
[ Gasping ]

[ Voice breaking ]
I'm sorry.

I sense a reluctance
to be treated.

It is clear to me that
there is more going on with you

than you are sharing.

[ Crickets chirping ]

I still don't get it.

We were on that plane
when it landed.

We still have our fingers,
we have our toes,

and so did that plane.
So how...[sighs]

...does a piece of it end up
at the bottom of an ocean?

I have no idea...

But it did.

And I think it could
change everything.

Okay, so,
it got us to Angelina,

but what do you mean
by "change everything"?

You and Cal had fractured pieces
of the Calling,

but I think I had
the whole thing,

and what I saw --
all of us screaming --

it ties back to my Calling
from months ago,

of the plane exploding
in mid-air.

Mick...

I think the Calling
is trying to tell us

that we died
on that flight.

[ Chuckles ]

No. Ben.
Look, we're standing right here.

I mean, yes, something
inexplicable is happening,

but, no, come on.
That tailfin in Cuba

is the tailfin from 828.

There's no other way
it would've done this to my hand

or put us into
that Calling.

Again, that's not possible.
We watched that plane explode.

Right.

As if the plane itself
had died.

A-And now it's back.
A piece of it, at least.

As if it...

[ Exhales sharply ]

As if it was resurrected.

And I think
maybe we were, too.

Ben, the last time I checked,
you barely believed in God.

I know.
I know, I know.

But...the entire way
I thought the world worked

has been flipped
upside down, Mick.

Maybe it's time
I started believing.

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Okay. So, uh...

Resurrected?

So then, what is happening?
I guess, I mean...

Are we angels? Prophets?

I mean, if God wants us
back on Earth...

for what?

I think we're about
to find out.

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I'm not sure we can give her
what she needs.

Cal had a Calling
she was coming, right?

Yeah.

So you can stop worrying.

She's supposed to be here.

How long is
Angelina staying?

I don't know.

She'll stay as long as she needs
to get back on her feet.

She's scared.

Yeah.

Well, with you,
and your dad,

and your Auntie Mick,
she'll be protected.

You've got nothing
to worry about.

You're not just worried
about Angelina, are you?

Hey.

Talk to me.

I'm not having
the nightmares, but...

all of a sudden, I just feel
like that again.

Feel like what?

Like when I had the visions
of the three shadows.

Like I did before.
When they were here.

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[ Dramatic music plays ]

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[ Gasping ]