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Previously on Heroes.

A fax came in this morning
addressed to Hiro and Ando.

Someone named Rebel.

Who? Just an address
in Los Angeles

and the words
"Save Matt Parkman."

I've been
here before. I remember.

Mommy?

He killed my mother.

Where are you going? To find my father.
I want him to die.

Why are you
doing this, Nathan?

Saving your life or
trying to save the world?

Goodbye, Nathan.

Pete!

Tracy...
Don't come any closer.

You'd better
get used to the heat

because you are never
getting out of here again.

Looks like your friend's back.
Rebel?

I think there's something
he wants us to see.

That's us. That's the
entire operation.

They got the whole
thing on tape.

- It's done. I got it!
- Go, go, go, go!

Don't do this.
Go! I'll hold them!

To me, you look exactly
like a terrorist.

No.

You...

Hey, Barbie.

I got a message from
someone named Rebel.

Said you could help me.

I need your help, Barbie.

Rebel promised.

Well, he lied.
Now get out!

Please, I can't
go back out there.

Claire? You okay?
Oh, my God.

Mom, it's all right.

Mr. Doyle, here,
was just leaving.

No. Please,
they'll catch me.

Rebel said you could
help me start over.

That's all I want. To go
back to being a puppeteer,

making people happy.

And you thought
I would help you?

After what you did?

You should know, there are agents
parked outside this house.

Actually, they're not.

Rebel sent a fake call, which
they'll figure out any minute now.

But if there were
agents outside,

why aren't they kicking
in the door looking

to collect a
comes-back-to-life Barbie?

They gave me
a free pass.

But they will come after me
if I try to help anyone.

So you turn your back
on your own kind

while we're all out there
being hunted down?

They burned down my theater
while I was still inside.

And you tried to
kill us, you...

You and your free pass,
you have no idea

what it's like
to be hunted,

to live on the street,

to break into the home
of the last person

on Earth you'd
expect to help you,

because she was
your only hope.

I thought...

Well,

I'm not gonna force
you to help me, Claire.

That's not who I am anymore.

Where the hell
have you been?

Dealing with the mess
your brother left us.

There wouldn't
have been a mess

if you'd released
Parkman and Millbrook

like I asked you to.

I made
the right choice.

Peter just got lucky.
Though I have wondered,

how many people knew
he was on that rooftop?

Petrelli. What?
Yeah, I'm on my way.

I thought Parkman
was in your custody.

He was,
last time I checked.

Then what the hell's he doing in
front of the Capitol Building

with a bomb strapped
to his chest?

No. No, no, no.

No, no. Wait.

Deactivate the device, now!
Then lie face down!

No, no, if I try
and pull this, this could...

I didn't do this!
I was set up!

Senator Nathan Petrelli.

Sir, this is a very dangerous situation.
I can't let you...

Lieutenant,
I know that man.

I can get
through to him.

You've got
five minutes.

Parkman!
Oh, you son of a bitch!

Don't you come
any closer to me.

Everything's
gonna be all right.

No, it's not! You turned
me into a terrorist!

I didn't sanction this.
That was Danko.

You're lying to me!
He's got an agenda.

You're lying to me.

Believe me, Matt.

Use your powers,
read my mind.

I'm telling you the truth.

I can't. I can't,
they drugged me.

You're gonna have to
trust me, Matt.

Parkman's vest
is ready, sir.

But we may have
a problem here.

Petrelli! How'd he
get there so fast?

Is the device armed?

We're all set.

The Senator wants
to play hero?

But in a stunning
turn of events...

He can be a martyr
for his own cause.

Take them out.

Code confirmed, sir.

Do it.
Take him out, now!

I don't know
where this came from!

I don't know
where this came from!

I'm gonna blow up!

We've been kicked out.

Get it back! Now!

...on the Senator's
involvement,

though there are
those who believe

that he may know
the bomber personally.

We'll continue to
bring you updates...

What's going on here?

Come on,
we're losing our window.

Routing through
a different server.

Matt, if we don't disarm you,
they're gonna shoot you.

There are a lot of
bomb techs around here.

I'm sure one of them is thinking
about how to disarm that.

Get inside his head.

The drugs are starting to wear
off, but I don't think I...

What's he thinking?

Red wire.

Red wire, red wire!

Red wire.

It doesn't
make any sense.

Why would a suicide bomber
bother with dummy wiring?

Don't touch
the red wire!

I'm not
touching anything!

Senator, we have to
take the shot.

Just hang on!

It's all right,
Matt, take your time.

Black wire is the key.

Black wire, black wire!

Black wire, black wire.

Do I pull the black wire, or
is that the one I don't pull?

I don't know. He's not
thinking directly about it.

I gotta dig deeper.
Hold on!

I got it. We're back up!
Weapon armed, sir.

Senator!

Matt, I'm
gonna pull it.

Do it.
Danko!

I said, do it!

Wait!

Damn it!

Move in, go!

Sorry, Matt.

I can't have you
using your power.

It's open.

Almost got
the order ready.

You have a lot
of pickups today?

I'm not here
for a pickup.

No?

It's me.

Gabriel.

Your son.

Is that so?

That is so.

What brings you
all the way out here?

I had some questions
about myself.

Who I am,
where I came from.

But then I remembered.
You abandoned me.

You killed my mother.

So, what now?

Now?

I kill you.

Go right ahead.

You kill me,
or the cancer does.

Either way, I die.

I haven't got all day.

Anything?
This guy's good.

There's no sign the
system was even breached.

I wanna know
how the hell he's

getting inside,
and I want a name.

Me, too.

So we can thank them for
saving us from this disaster.

Of course.

Since the safety of
your friends and family

evidently trumps
national security.

Parkman wasn't a threat until
you strapped a bomb to him.

Parkman and your brother exposed
our operation, so I handled it,

put a face to
the terrorist threat.

People could have died.

People have died, Senator.

Or don't
my men count?

I was brought in
to get this job done.

I'd let go of that
if I were you.

You're relieved
of command.

I answer to
the president.

If you try to get rid of
me, he's gonna want proof,

and right now it's
my word against yours.

Good luck getting any of
my people to turn on me.

We'll see.
Excuse me.

Bennet, you have
a minute?

I'm not sure how much I can
tell you about what happened.

I know what
happened last night.

I wanna talk to you about putting a
team together once Danko's gone.

You're gonna head...

You're one of us, Nathan!

You're one of us!

You're one of us, Nathan!
You're one of us!

Do you have a point?

That maybe this operation's been
compromised from the start.

The Petrelli family has a lot of
skeletons in their closet, Senator.

I think we both
know what yours is.

So,

looks like we're both building
a case against each other.

Let's see who
gets there first.

You're one of us, Nathan.
You're one of us!

The son of a bitch
went over my head.

What did you expect? You backed
a wild dog into a corner.

I had to act.
But you didn't act.

All you did was
show Danko your hand.

And frankly, you put
both of us at risk.

I have a plan, Noah.

Nathan, listen to me.

He's pushing your buttons so
that you'll make a mistake.

Take a play from
your mother's book.

Keep your head.

Sorry about all this.

I find that
hard to believe.

The man who transferred
you back here

is gonna come in,
in a few moments,

and ask you
some questions.

I was wondering when
that was gonna happen.

I know this might seem hard to
believe, but I still care about you.

That makes one of us.

Come on, you're
smarter than that.

You might not realize it, but I have
been helping you out all along.

You and everyone else.

And doing
a fabulous job of it.

You remember when you jumped off
the bridge, and I was there?

I'm still
the same guy.

You sacrificed me
for your own personal gain.

You don't
have to like me.

But you do have to understand
that I am your last hope.

That's my prisoner.

You got a soft spot
for this one, Petrelli?

Wanna make sure I don't
get too rough with her?

No, no,
knock yourself out.

I wanna know everything you
know about Nathan Petrelli.

He was lousy in bed.

I wanna know what you meant
when you said he was one of us.

Does Nathan
have an ability?

An ability?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You wanna
talk about it?

Should I have
helped Doyle?

That puppet man is a sick and
twisted individual, Claire.

You did
the right thing.

I have a free pass
for a reason.

I should be using it
to help people.

Rebel seems to think so.

Yes, well, this Rebel,
whoever he is,

can't send psychopaths
to our front doorstep.

I don't think I can take
any more surprise guests.

Right, which is
why I was thinking

that I should have
a cover job.

I mean, with Alex gone,
they're probably

gonna need someone
to fill his job

at the comic-book store, and I
could help whoever Rebel sends,

and no more surprise guests
for you and Lyle.

Boy, Claire,
I don't know.

I guess so.

If it's what
you wanna do.

Thanks.

So you don't have
any retail experience?

Um, does a cheerleading
bake sale count?

You're a cheerleader?

Yeah, I was.

All right, so let me
ask you a few questions.

Can you work Wednesdays?

Wednesdays?

Wednesdays are when all
the new comics arrive.

Wednesday is
good for me.

Flight or invisibility?

I'm sorry, what?

Do you throw caution to the wind
and fly off to save the day?

Or do you take
the more calculated approach

and learn the whole picture
before you act?

What's the answer?

There isn't one.

That's why
it's the question.

Put simply, what type
of hero are you?

I don't know.

Hey, hey, hey, you're
not gonna cry, are you?

It's okay, really.
They're only comic books.

It's nothing.

I'm gonna stop
bothering you.

Thank you for letting
me interview, anyway.

What are you talking about?
You got the job.

I did?

Every guy in the store has been
staring at you since you walked in.

You will absolutely
sell comic books.

And the other stuff,
we can work on.

You're still here?

This is pitiful.
What's that?

What you've become.
You used to be a killer.

Now look at you,
you're pathetic.

Oh, you want a fight?

That's what you
were expecting?

Son kills his father,
epic battle, huh?

That's a myth.

Now, life...

Life never gives
you what you want.

Give me a hand with this, maybe
I can explain it to you.

Now when I open the
trap, he's gonna bolt,

so grab him from the
back, all right?

You have an ability.

I got lots of them.

Don't know
what I got left.

It's been years since I
used them or needed them.

You have the same thing,
taking people's abilities.

Am I right?

Guess the apple didn't fall
too far from the tree.

I'm not your apple. You don't
know anything about me.

I have some idea. You and I, we
can't be all that different.

From where I stand, we have
exactly nothing in common.

Yeah, well,
we pick easy targets.

Like that rabbit. Weak, helpless.
It's not fair, really.

Are you really drawing
a moral line?

Morality?
Doesn't figure into it.

Fish gotta swim,
birds gotta fly.

You have to kill,
it's who you are.

But you do
choose your prey.

And yours never
had a chance.

Not against you.

Not really. Easy pickings.
Small game.

They had something
I wanted.

It isn't my fault if they weren't
strong enough to fight back.

And those agents that have
been coming after us recently?

I handled them.

No, you ran away from them.
Just like I did.

I could wipe them out
with a thought.

But you haven't.

Why?

You know,
there'll come a day,

maybe tomorrow, or
next week, next year,

when you realize
the hunt,

your entire life,

was meaningless
and disappointing,

because there's
no challenge in it.

You know, all the power
in the world doesn't matter

if you've lived
an unsatisfied life.

But I think you know
that already, don't you?

You wanna know more,

or you gonna
kill me now?

What do I do?

Gut him.

While you were
at Primatech,

did you come across
anyone who could fly?

Plenty. But you know that.
It's in the files.

I'm guessing
a few are missing.

The facility burned to the
ground, who knows what was lost?

That must have been tough for you.
Twenty years on the job.

I'm sure you'd have grown
close to the Petrelli family.

The Petrellis were never exactly
a warm and fuzzy bunch.

You adopted the
Senator's daughter.

Didn't know she was
his at the time.

And neither did he,
for that matter.

We both know Nathan Petrelli
is hiding something.

You know what question you
should be asking yourself?

"Who would want
to save Peter?"

His mother, Angela?

If you wanna
know what's missing

from the files,
who can fly...

She'd never
betray her own son.

A long time ago, I gave
up trying to figure out

what Angela Petrelli
would or wouldn't do.

- Go ahead.
- We've got a problem.

Nathan's made a power
play against Danko,

and he's stirred
up a hornet's nest.

It's nice to know a mother still
has some influence over her son.

Things will be better
for us with Danko gone.

Of course they will,
but Nathan's on thin ice.

He's moving too fast,
and Danko's unpredictable.

The man nearly killed Peter.
It had to be done.

Be prepared, then, 'cause I've
pointed him in your direction.

Be careful,
he does his homework.

So do I.

Homework.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

See you, Claire.

Bye!

Claire?
You all right?

Everything okay
at home?

Yeah, that's not
what this is about.

I have a question.

And I really need
you to answer it.

Okay.

How did you lead two lives
for all that time?

I can't always be myself,

and I just don't know
who I'm supposed to be.

Honestly, Claire,
I'm the worst person to ask.

So how am I supposed to
decide which path to take?

Which answer
do you want?

You want the one that's
gonna make you feel better,

or do you want
the truth?

I don't know.

Well, then, my answer
is, neither do I.

Thanks.

I miss you,
Claire-bear.

Doyle! Freeze!

Put your hands
over your head.

Whatever you say.

When are you
gonna learn?

I have this effect
on women.

Doyle, I'm giving you
a chance to surrender.

I should kill you.

But I just wanna go
back to the way life was.

All right, Doyle.

Barbie.

Mrs. Petrelli.

My name is...
Mr. Danko.

I was hoping
you could help me.

Well, everything I know
about the people

you're after is
in the Primatech files.

I'm not interested
in the files.

Elle Bishop, Hiro
Nakamura, Matt Parkman

all inherited abilities
from their parents.

As did Peter and Claire.

Well, genetics is
an extremely complex topic,

Mr. Danko.

Did you know that
two blue-eyed parents

can sometimes have
a brown-eyed child?

So Nathan was the misfit?

Sometimes these things
skip a generation.

I don't believe you.

I've met many men
like you, Mr. Danko.

Our company employed
dozens of them.

No family.
Nothing to hold you back.

You operate
in the shadows,

doing all the awful things other
people just refuse to do.

That's what
makes you useful.

And expendable.

Really?

That incident in Angola,

1997, I believe.

All those civilians lost.

Tragic. I'm surprised
you survived, actually.

You're a very resourceful
woman, Mrs. Petrelli.

A man needs
a hobby.

Something to
occupy the hands,

to stop the mind
from thinking so much.

I fix watches.

Watches?

I thought it would
make my father happy.

How did that
work out for you?

You're still clinging to that
need for connection, huh?

The only thing people are
good for is disappointment.

Is that why
you killed my mother?

Why you abandoned me?

I don't even remember.

It didn't matter to me.

So few things do.

Well, now what?

Cut the thread.

Go on.

How did you do that?

It's just an ability I picked up
from a cheerleader in California.

I guess not
everybody gets old.

Not everybody dies.

Then you just have that much
longer to suffer, don't you?

Get that. It needs
to settle. Over there,

on that cabinet,
if you don't mind.

Sure.

What the hell
are you doing?

It's amazing how it comes right
back, that desire, that hunger.

You think this
is gonna stop me?

You think you
can beat me?

I want that power!

I thought
you'd given up.

Yeah, well, me, too.

Then why bother?
What's the point?

Immortality.
You're my second chance.

At what?
Killing again?

You said
it was meaningless.

It was.

Then why make
the same mistake twice?

Because I'll get
it right this time.

Do more, be more.

Take every challenge.
Fight hard, risk it all.

Take real power,
real authority.

Change everything,
the world.

Just to see if I can.

You can move?

I can.

You're the hunter.

I thought you would know when
someone was playing possum,

when the prey isn't
so weak, so easy.

Please, I need
that power.

I don't want to die.

No, no, no.
Of course not.

Of course you don't.

It won't kill you
if I take it.

You'll heal.
You'll be fine.

Yeah, but so will you.

No, don't leave.

Like I said,
I came here to kill you.

I got the answers
I wanted.

Now I know exactly
what I need to do.

Kill me.

Oh, you're gonna die.

Slowly, painfully and alone
with your sickness.

Please, don't.

I'm sorry.

You're just small game.

Turns out the President didn't really
need that much proof after all.

It's a signed document.
You're finished.

You lose me,
you lose the whole team.

That's a risk
I'm prepared to take.

In fact, anyone who's not
on board can step out now.

You're hitting reset on the whole
operation just because of me?

I think it's time
things were done correctly.

You may have
friends now, Petrelli,

but one day, you're gonna
find yourself all alone.

You went to the President?
Mmm-hmm.

And he's eager to meet
Danko's replacement.

Coming?

So, you're the man
with the plan.

I sure hope you have something
good to share with the President.

It's a bit unorthodox,
but it's tested.

Look, it's over.
Just let it go.

When are you
gonna understand?

Bureaucracy, oversight,
rules of conduct,

none of it applies
in my world.

I don't know
what your world is,

but it ought to
be shut down.

Danko, take it easy.

I've seen what these people
can do and it scares me.

And the thing about you, Senator,
is that through all this,

you've never once
shown an ounce of fear.

I wonder, why is that?

I don't have time
for this.

Tell me you didn't
know about this.

This is it,
your new identity.

Everything you need
to start over.

Rebel's erased any
trace of Eric Doyle.

You saw me spare that
agent's life, is that it?

Have I earned
your help?

This isn't about you.

This is about me,
about who I need

to be right now,
and I don't...

Just take it.

Thanks, Barbie.

Did you mean
all that stuff you said?

About how you changed?

Finally!

I quit, and it takes the service
two hours to find a replacement?

Well, don't just
stand there. Come in.

I'm desperate.

Excuse me, please.

We are looking
for Matt Parkman.

No duh.

Anyway, he's a mess.

Here you go. Diaper's
clean, but that won't hold.

Take it.

Take it.
No, thank you.

Now!

Hey, wait!

We are here to
save Matt Parkman.

Uh-huh.

You're holding him.
Matt Parkman.

Lots of luck.
You're gonna need it.

By the way, this
babysitting service bites.

Generations unfold, father
to son, mother to daughter.

Where one leaves off,
the other follows,

destined to repeat
each other's mistakes,

each other's triumphs.

For how do we see the world
if not through their lens?

The same fears,
the same desires.

Do we see them as
an example to follow,

or as a warning
of what to avoid?

Choosing to live as they have
simply because it's what we know,

or driven to create
our own identity?

And what happens if we find
them to be a disappointment?

Can we replace them?

Our mothers, our fathers?

Or will destiny find
a way to drive us back,

back to the familiar
comforts of home?