All language subtitles for S04E01-The Worlds Changing1.eng

[Man]
Previously on The Pretender.

You people only understand
one thing-power.

- Daddy, get back!
- Shoot him!

Welcome back to the Centre, Jarod.

Settle down or I'll bash you again!

[Sniffs, Sighs]
He still stinks,

On the way to the shower, he freaked.
Thought he was gonna chew my heart out.

It took a little swipe
from the motivator to calm him down,

[Grunts]

If you don't want to go to the showers,
I'll bring the showers to you.

[Spits]

[Grunting]

Enough!

We don't want him dead,
just less odiferous,

Clean the filth off yourself,
then do the walls.

- You clean it.
- [Chuckling]

The world is changing.

Mr, Parker is gone,
Mr, Raines is gone,

Miss Parker is...
God only knows where.

But you and I are here...

and I'm in charge.

[Crackling]

[Gasping]

Like I said, the world's changing.

No! No! No! You bastards!

No! No! No!

[Man Narrating]
There are Pretenders among us,

[Jarod]
I was taken from my family,

Thirty-six hours and he's already demonstrating
more talent than any of our others,

How many people died
because of what I thought up?

Since I broke out, I've spent
every moment searching for my past.

[Miss Parker]
He's a Pretender-

A genius who can become
anyone that he wants to be,

- The Centre wants him alive.
- Preferably.

[Miss Parker]
He defends the weak and abused,

[Jarod]
Life's a gift,

- You a doctor?
- I am today.

No! No! You bastards!

That was three weeks ago, Since then we've
been working on making him more manageable,

Why haven't I been allowed to see him?

- Look at him, He was out of control,
- Was?

The world is changing,
and so is Boy Wonder.

[Screaming]

Listen to me, Lyle.
You're a sick man.

I'm a persuasive man.

Jarod? I have a project
that I'd like you to do for me,

Anything you want, Mr. Lyle.

[Sydney]
Brainwashing's not possible with Jarod,

Oh, we all have an Achilles' heel.

In Jarod's case, it's family.

The one he so desperately
wants back,

If you wanna hear about
Mommy and Daddy, just trust me.

[Jarod Crying]

- I love that part.
- Lyle, please let me go to him.

Sydney, if it were up to me, you two
could go on a father-son picnic...

but the isolation orders come from
the Triumvirate - Big Mutumbo,

I got here as quickly as I could.

Sydney, if you'll excuse me.

We haven't finished
talking about Jarod!

Jarod is no longer the most important thing
in the world, and tomorrow he leaves forever.

He's Mutumbo's property, and I, for one,
am not gonna cross that crazy Zulu.

Did you see the look on his face
when he took Raines and my father away?

Just, uh, take in a movie.

Get a massage,

Check out the amputee dwarves
down in SL 6.

Just forget about Jarod.

[Broots]
Yous tole a D.S.A. from Lyle?

Ever since Mutumbo's put
that thumbless maniac in charge...

more bodies have been droppin' around here
than St. Valentine's Day Massacre.

Did he tell you where
Miss Parker's hospitalized?

- No, He played dumb on that too,
- Who's the albino?

Someone more important than Jarod.

[Broots] Who could be more
important than Jarod?

I don't know. Maybe the world
really is changing.

[Man Screaming]

[Man]
Stop the voices!

Nurse, uh, I'm looking for my daughter.

At the end of the hall.

Oh! Oh, my! Oh, my angel!

- [Grunts]
- Daddy?

Where-

Oh! Oh, thank you, Lord.

- My angel, I am so sorry.
- [Monitor Beeping]

- It wasn't your fault.
- It is all my fault.

- Are you okay?
- They kept me drugged in I.C.U.
for three weeks.

You're the first visitor I've seen.

Yeah. I noticed.

Yeah, it's a damn good thing, angel, huh?

Those bastards don't know where I am.

They don't know I'm here,
and we're gonna keep it that way.

- Where have you been?
- Equatorial Africa.

The Triumvirate must be happy
they got Jarod back.

Oh, yeah, you'd think so.

Instead, they threw
one right nasty soiree...

for me and that wheezing bastard Raines.

- I'm beginning to wonder about his loyalty.
- Beginning to-

The bullet in my back was meant for you.

[Chuckling]
Can't kill a Parker. Never.

I got Brigitte out already.
Gotta keep that baby.

Gotta have that baby, especially alive.

Daddy, what the hell's going on?

Same as usual-Jarod.
He's the key to our survival-all of us.

- Oh, can't talk. Not here. Not now.
- You're scaring me.

Oh, we can't have that. I mean,
that's what they want. Can't have that.

Can't give them the edge.

- [Clears Throat]
- She's not supposed to have visitors.

- I was just leaving.
- Me too. I'm discharging myself.

- Only your psychiatrist can discharge you.
- The psychiatrist?

I was shot!

Since when do headshrinkers
use scalpels?

[Man]
I want my mommy!

Oh, she probably went to call somebody.

I hope I can trust you
not to tell anybody I was here.

Daddy, don't leave me.

I'll come back when I can explain. Huh?

Oh, who was that, uh, playwright
with the white beard?

Your mother used to read him
all the time-with all that punctuation.

- Shaw?
- Yeah, well, whatever.

Listen, there's a quote
I want you to remember.

"A family is a tyranny...

ruled over by its weakest member,"

Its weakest member.
Don't forget that.

Oh, Daddy.

Daddy, Daddy,

♪ Kri kra toad's foot ♪

♪ Geese walk barefoot ♪

So what's in store tonight?
Another date with Mr. Lyle's jumper cable?

Different game this time, Jarod,

- Are we taking another trip?
- This time it's not so dependable,

Vaccines.
Hepatitis "A," malaria, typhoid.

- Africa.
- You are as smart as they say.

- Lot of good it's done me lately.
- Arm.

[Grunts]

♪ Kri kra toad's foot ♪

[Sydney]
Tell me where Jarod is, Angelo,

Find him for me,

Hey. What's goin' on?

I'm using Angelo's empathetic abilities to
try and determine where Jarod is being kept.

How does the, uh, freak
with the Flowbee fit in?

In case of suspicions, I wanted
the lab to be business as usual,

Ah. Usual.

- Sydney. Scared.
- Yes, Angelo.

Sydney is scared
that he'll never see Jarod again.

Empath Jarod. Tell me where
they're holding him,

- [Broots] Any luck?
- Not yet. You?

I found some bread crumbs
that may lead us to Miss Parker.

A short call comes in at the exact same
time from a hospital 50 miles west of here,

- Patient update.
- Exactly,

Before I could track where the calls went
to, Lyle's albino came blustering in.

Something about
a priority communication,

Something called Si-Silence.

Silence, huh?

[Angelo]
Angelo happy. Find Jarod.

If you wanna hear about
Mommy and Daddy, just trust me.

[Whispering]
Jarod. Jarod.

- Sydney.
- Are you okay?

Is it true?

- Is it true that they captured
my father and the boy?
- Did Lyle tell you that?

He said only one of them survived,
and I'd find out which one in Africa...

if I cooperate.

- You trust Lyle?
- Don't you?

[Door Opens]

Well, don't you, Sydney?

I see even you found this needle
in our little haystack,

I wonder how.

I never liked you.

I 'm not even sure
what the hell you are.

Come on, Jarod. Time to go.

No injections this time, Jarod.

- [Pills Rattling]
- Sedatives.

- Jarod.
- It's okay, Sydney.

- I prefer to sleep through this.
- Jarod, don't!

Lyle, I won't allow this!

Deny it as sweet sorrow
if you want, Sydney...

but you two are parting,
so be a man.

Say adios.

Good-bye, Sydney.

Tongue? That-a-boy.

Uh, Sydney? Put him away.

Jarod's soul is clouded,

His mind is still sharp.

Good night, sweet prince,

We're good to go.

The tower called, We have a priority
passenger to be dropped off,

Level "A" project called Silence.

Until we cross the Atlantic,
we're not stoppin' anywhere for anyone.

[Man]
Mr, Lyle says we are,

I'll tell you where we're going
when we get in the air.

Yes, Mr, Lyle, I have the blueprints
and everything I need,

Tell our clients at Raylor that as soon
as our inside person gets the E.T.A...

Silence will go down flawlessly this time.

Well, the C-4 will catalyze the on-site
accelerant and burn white hot,

Even if someone could dig
through the debris...

our corporate customers
can rest assured...

there'll be no trace of even
the timing device that survives.

Oh, I guarantee you-there'll be
no trace left of the Nash family...

or anyone else
who happens to be in that building.

Any residual fallout will just help to mask
the I.D.'s of our intended targets,

I'll contact you when I'm in place.

- Haven't you people destroyed enough lives?
- What the hell's goin' on?

If a bullet penetrates the jet's skin,
it can explode,

Not if something plugs the hole.

[Alarm Beeping]

Come on! Come on!

- [Gasps]
- Good morning, sweet prince.

Fortunately, I was able to land
the plane in almost one piece,

My lucky day.

Where's Mr. White?

He disappeared. Any idea where
he might have disappeared to?

Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

[Lyle] Yes, Mutumbo, I understand clearly
every word that you are saying...

and I assure you that the irony
of Jarod's escape is not lost on me either.

[Mutumbo On Phone]
Sir, are you being facetious?

Facetious? No. No.
Of course I'm not being facetious, sir.

[Mutumbo]
You understand?

Yes, I understand the importance of
reacquiring Jarod as it relates
to Silence, sir...

but, as you know,
we have an inside person,

So, our friends at Raylor can rest assured
that the project will not be compromised.

- [Mutumbo] It better not be.
- Yes, sir, You have my word,

- All right.
- It seems like the world
hasn't changed so much.

Okay, Sydney,
you were right, and I was wrong.

But I would rather be alive and wrong
than dead right.

And if we don't get Jarod back...

I'm not the only one Mutumbo's
gonna personally reeducate.

- Oh. Oh, sorry for bursting in.
- What?

You won't believe who I just saw
walkin' around the hallways alive as day.

I mean, rumor has it he's supposed
to be dead, but he's, uh, not.

[Wheezing]

Glad to disappoint you.

Huh.
[Gasps]

It's good to be back
in the bosom of the Centre.

God bless you all!

Now, let's go catch Jarod.

Amen.

A Ph.D. in nuclearphysics from M.I.T. and a
doctorate in radio isotopic design from USC,

That's a pretty impressive sheepskin.

You see what they look like on the Internet,
press print, and you're somebody else.

Oh, uh, Jeanie,
this is Dr. Jarod Hickum.

Helped design the propulsion system
on the Cassini probe for NASA.

- Nice to meet you.
- Weren't those Russian-made reactors?

I believe that you're thinking
of the TOPAZ II.

The Cassini's reactors were Chandon designed,
with 72 pounds of 238 at the core.

Well, I hope your expertise can help us
with the Neptune probe.

We're, um, three months
behind schedule.

And we've lost our two
best researchers.

[Jarod]
Well, I'm here to do everything I can,

[Monitor Beeping]

Sydney,

Miss Parker.

Miss Parker, we've been searching
everywhere for you.

- Thank God you're-
- Alive? Hardly.

And these morons in here
won't let me out,

Oh, I get my strength back,
I swear I'm going postal.

That's what they're afraid of.

According to this chart,
you were admitted under a suicide watch.

Suicide? I was shot in the back!

- Only your next of kin can okay your discharge.
- Next of kin.

Parker, have you heard
from your father?

- No.
- Well, somebody sure wants
to keep you in here.

- Yeah, the wheezing sack of bones Raines.
- I'm not certain that's right.

Raines may have spent some time
on Mutumbo's side of the street...

but he's acting more like he's been
in Mister Rogers' Neighborhood.

- He found religion- or it was given to him.
- I don't buy it.

There's somethin' goin' down at the Centre,
and they don't want me around.

Lyle keeps saying, "The world is changing."
Besides Raines's rebirth, Jarod has escaped.

Lyle has some albino running
a priority project called Silence,

I gotta get outta here.
[Groans]

You still need rest.
At least another 24 hours.

Twenty-four hours, and then
I'm blowin' this CAT scan stand.

I want you to find out everything you can
about the albino and Silence.

They may have me down,
but I'll be damned if I'm out. Go!

[Chattering]

- Jarod, What are you doing here?
- Jeanie. Hi.

I was trying to get a leg up on things and I
thought I would go straight to the source.

What part of the project
were the Nashes working on?

They were heading up the research
for Raylor Corporation's propulsion system.

They made some incredible discoveries
with multiple applications,

But most of their work
was sealed after the accident.

- Accident?
- Yeah, a freak thing.

Their sailboat blew up while in port
in the Caribbean. A gas leak or something.

- I can't believe they're dead.
- Maybe they're not.

Who sealed the data?

The word was it all went to
the Department of Energy office in Albany.

- [Phone Ringing]
- This is Sydney,

I hear silence is golden,
especially at the Centre,

There is a project called Silence,
but God only knows what it is.

- Is that Mr. Broots I hear?
- Yeah. How'd you know?

Deviated septum. Right nostril.

Well, I did get beaned with
an Etch A Sketch when I was seven-

What can you tell me about Silence?

Just that Lyle and some weird-looking
albino guy were talkin' about it.

[Jarod]
Ah, yes, The white-haired man,

He and I shared
some frequent-flyermiles,

I can't talk to you about this. We're-
We're supposed to be tryin' to catch you.

I know where you live, Mr. Broots.

Even if we did find something out
about Silence-

You don't know
what's going on around here.

I mean, they turned Mr. Raines
into Pat Robertson.

Silence is about the Centre killing
a man, woman and their child,

Now, Lyle and the albino have
an inside person helping them,

My guess is someone
within the Department of Energy,

- I need help finding out who.
- We'll do our best.

Well, you'd better,
because if you don't...

an innocent family is going to die.

[Beeps]

[Siren Blaring]

So, who's this new hot shot
joining the Nash detail, Inspector?

His name is Jarod Watts,
but he is hardly a hotshot.

Bottom third in college,
barely squeak-by I.Q

This guy has been bounced around from
one mediocre assignment to the next,

- But he has one thing
on his resume that none of us have.
- [Woman] What's that?

- The same last name as the undersecretary.
- Son?

- Nephew.
- Oh.

I'm sorry I'm, uh, late.

So-

Sorry. Uh, Jarod Watts.

The reason I'm late is I was doing
a little boning up on that Nash thing,

The "Nash thing" is a P-1
Witness Protection transfer, Watts,

- Please don't forget that.
- Uh, yes, sir.

- Now then-
- [Loud Clattering]

Agent Timson will continue to be point
on the Clare Nash protection team...

up until she is reunited
with husband and daughter.

I'll be maintaining a Code 3
security status on the Nash woman.

Excuse me,
Uh, isn't a Code 3 a little bit thin?

That's the idea, Watts,

You see, a Code 3 provides protection
without drawing undue attention...

to the location
said witness is being held,

- It's really quite effective.
- Yes, sir. Code 3.

[Chuckling]
Agent Carlson.

Please, try to bring Watts up
to speed on the "Nash thing,"

I'll tolerate no mistakes,

That's lunch.

Angel, it's Daddy. I looked for you
at the hospital, but you're gone.

You can't keep a Parker underwraps.
No, sirree.

Uh, what I need to tell you
has to be said face-to-face,

I'll be at your place tonight at 9:00,

Now, you be alone, Erase this tape,

I wouldn't want
the wrong people showin'up,

Wrong people. Raines.

[Carlson] The Nashes'nuclear research
for the Raylor Corporation...

was supposed to be strictly
for space propulsion applications.

But when they suspected Raylor was sellin'
their work for weapons applications...

they decided to blow the whistle
to the D.O.E.

- That's when someone
tried to kill them on the boat.
- Are there any leads?

None. Completely professional job.

- It turned out to be almost
as good as killing them.
- How's that?

Well, the Nashes got separated in the
mayhem, and it drove them underground.

Until the D.O.E. found Jason Nash
and his daughter living in the Caribbean.

They were placed in protective custody,

Jason Nash said he'd testify if his wife was
found and they were reunited as a family.

We just recently found Clare,

Tomorrow at 3:00 we bring them all back
together at the Atomic Research Lab.

Family reunited, family talks.

Family talks, family dies.

My work here is my life, I've spent years
here doing the work of the Lord,

Raines, it's time for you
to pay for killing my mother,

Say your prayers, you son of a bitch.

Miss Parker, I'd like to introduce
Father Connelley.

- He was a friend of your mother's,
- How do you do?

I look forward to you continuing
with your good work, Mr. Raines.

What's your good work?

Free exorcisms for the whack jobs
in Renewal?

Do you believe in miracles, Miss Parker?

I believe in revenge.

Now tell me,
why did you try and kill Daddy?

A selfish, misguided act.

But it came from above,
as God is my witness.

This kindness crap
may slay 'em at the parish potluck...

but it ain't cuttin' it with me.

Then I'll turn the other cheek.

Miss Parker,
those miracles I mentioned-

they begin with... love.

When I find out what you're up to...

it's gonna take a hell of a lot more
than a prayer to save your sorry ass.

Thank you, but I'm not hungry,

Mrs. Nash won't eat?

- She's a little freaked out,
- Let me try.

I know it's not gourmet,
but you really should eat.

- It will help you keep your strength up.
- No.

- Thank you though,
- I understand.

When I was a kid...

in the place I grew up in,
I never wanted to eat either.

Why was that, Agent Watts?

Because it wasn't my body
that needed nourishing.

It was my heart.

There wasn't a meal satisfying enough
or a room safe enough...

to help me stop missing the family
that I wanted to be with so badly.

Well, where's your family now?

I don't know.

It's the not knowing, the waiting,
that's the hardest part,

But while you wait,
maybe this can help,

C-Courtney gave me this
for Mother's Day.

I thought I lost it forever.

Tomorrow you'll be back together
with the real thing.

I promise you.

I miss the days
when the people I couldn't trust...

were the people I couldn't trust.

You've obviously met
the new Mr. Raines, Miss Parker.

Now meet Mr. White.
He reports to Lyle.

Since when does anybody
report to my brother?

Since the Triumvirate gave him
his own covert team a few years ago.

His latest project is called Silence.

It's a corporate-sponsored Centre hit
on a couple research scientists.

Jarod was on that plane with White
when it went down.

He knows those innocent people will die
if he doesn't stop him. You know he'll try.

- If Jarod's going, then so am I.
- Hmm.

Miss Parker's gonna want to off herself
when she hears this one,

- Can anybody spare a noose?
- Miss Parker!

- Is your nose whistling?
- I have a deviated septum.

You know, Mr. Parker couldn't
have been the next ofkin...

to have you committed in that hospital
on that suicide watch.

The dates don't square, Mutumbo
had already siphoned away Mr, Parker,

So, the next of kin
would had to have been-

Lyle. Lyle trapped me there.

Daddy?

Daddy!

I'm sorry I can't be there to talk to you
face-to-face, but, uh, plans change, huh?

After all, it is the Centre, right?

Now, I don't have a whole hell
of a lot of time, so pay attention.

The world is changing.

The Centre is changing.
I am changing.

And you? You have to ride
all this crazy stuff out, see?

Just, uh, ride her out.
Don't try to find us.

And above all else, angel,
watch out for yourself.

Don't forget-
"A family is a tyranny"-

"Ruled over by its weakest member."

Thank God you're safe.
You had me worried.

About what? That suicidal sis might
play a little game of razor roulette?

The suicide watch was
for your own protection.

- Oh.
- Not perfect, but it was all I could think of.

The more the others thought you were
a non factor, the safer you'd be.

- Others?
- The same ones that got to Raines...

that put the scare into our father.

Which conveniently put you in charge.

Mutumbo snaps, I jump. Guilty.

You and your team-
I know all about your covert division.

Mr. White. Silence.

Good, because I need your help.

Look, I'm being straight here.

Silence is a Level "A" contract.

The last thing I needed was for Jarod
to escape and make this his cause.

Careful. You're sweating.

Well, with Jarod hovering,
I'd be stupid not to.

You botch a Level "A,"
and you'll need my prayers, not my help.

I need my sister.

I've always been a survivor, Parker...

but in the past year
since I found my father and you...

I- I've realized it's not just me
against the world.

I hear the world's changing.

One look into Dad's eyes confirms it.

Despite that, the Centre's
always been about Parkers,

And like it or not, you and I are it.

Let's fight for it, for us-

for him.

[Chiming]

Timson,

Timson!

- [Grunts]
- Where is she? Where's Clare now?

Jarod! Gone. She's been taken out
to go meet her husband and daughter.

- You weren't told about the schedule change?
- No, I wasn't.

Out of the blue, the transfer orders
were moved up to noon.

- Timson.
- Yeah. They were his orders.

When I asked for details,
he said it was "need to know only."

Guess Timson doesn't think
you and I need to.

Glad to see you've decided
to take up the fight.

I didn't come to help you.
I came to recapture Jarod.

[Beeping]

- It won't be long now, Mrs. Nash.
- Thank you.

[Man On Radio]
Agent Blaine,

- We're in position.
- Roger that,

- Sir, "B" Team has Mr. Nash
and their little girl in position.
- Very good.

[Door Opens]

Well, this is an honor.

Murderers have no honor.

No, no, no. Meeting you.

I mean, my God, you're Jarod.

Didn't have much chance
to talk on the plane,

By the way, I owe you
for some great, great flying.

- Thought I was toast,
- Where's the bomb?

You know where the bomb is,
otherwise you wouldn't be here.

Now, that said, I'm leaving,

- I don't live, I don't get paid.
- You're not going anywhere.

Was it good seeing your dad again?

I mean, you just beat me to him.

But, hey, he's now out there again...

and it kind of keeps me in business,
you know what I mean?

Business?

I'm a finder. Missing families
are kind of my niche.

And yours is a full-time job, brother.

What are you getting at?

Well, just that occasionally Mr. Lyle...

will, uh, pay me for special projects,

Take your sister, Emily, for example,

What do you know about my sister?

That she adores yellow tulips,
she hates cruelty to animals...

she's smart, she's funny...

she's tortured
by the tragedies of her family, ,,

and that she has the cutest
little tattoo just above her-

Uh-uh-uh!
Her last known address is in here.

There might even be some tidbits
about dear old Mom too,

Shame to see it all go poof,

There may be time for you
to save that family upstairs...

maybe even time for you
to save this family in here.

But you do not get me in the package.

I'll see you on down the road,

No, No!

[Grunts]

We'll have a better chance
of catching Jarod if we split up,

You three take the interior,
and I'll cover outside.

Fine.

Can I see my husband
and daughter now?

Soon. Very soon, ma'am.
Very soon, ma'am.

- [Rings]
- Oh, excuse me. This is Timson.

Yes, sir, Absolutely, sir,

If I'm not back in, uh, five minutes...

go ahead and bring in
Nash and the girl.

- It won't be long now, ma'am.
- Thanks.

- Sure.
- Oh, there you are.

What the hell are you doing here?

I just came from
Inspector Wocheck's office.

He suspects there's a contract out
on Mrs. Nash's life...

and they think the hitter
might be within the D.O.E.

Ah. Uh, Blaine,
you and Jarod here keep watch.

I'm going out to the mobile unit
to contact the inspector,

- I can save you that trip, sir.
- No, I gotta go.

I nspector Wocheck is gonna call me
on this cell phone at 12:00 sharp.

- That's only a few minutes away.
- I have to review the placement
of my agent perimeters.

- You can use my walkie, sir,
- I don't want to use your damn walkie!

Speak when you're spoken to, Agent,
Excuse me,

Is there something the matter?

- No.
- You seem like you're
in a hurry to get somewhere.

- What the hell's wrong with this thing?
- Nothing.

It's just, uh-
Well, it's, uh-it's locked,

- Open it.
- What's the rush?

Open the damn door! Now!

I-I don't understand. I-
What's the problem?

The problem is, if you don't open the door,
we're gonna blow up, you idiot!

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, you mean this thing I found is a bomb?

- [Beeping]
- Do something!

- Kaboom!
- [Screams]

I find it interesting that you knew
there was a bomb in the building...

but you didn't bother to tell anybody.

You were going to allow
an innocent family to die-

and your own men-in an explosion.

And for what?

Agent Blaine?
Get him out of here.

It would be my pleasure, Jarod.

I think you're here
to see some special people.

Yeah.

[Gasps]
Oh, my baby!

[Jarod]
There's a brown sedan in the parking lot,

Here's all the information you need
to start your new life.

You'll be safe. I promise you.

- But-But who are you?
- No, it's all right. We can trust him.

Oh, Jarod, I hope that one day you
and your family can feel this moment too.

[Kisses, Chuckles]

- Good luck.
- Bye.

- Parker.
- Our work's done here.

What, he got away? How?

You shouldn't underestimate Jarod.
Mm-mmm.

And you should never
underestimate me.

And the next time that you send me
into a building that's gonna explode...

it had better blow...

because if it doesn't,
it's gonna be your gray matter...

they'll be mopping up
with a toothbrush.

By the way,
Jarod left you something.

[Mr, Parker On Answering Machine]
Oh, my angel,

God, I'm sorry I missed you.
I wanted to hear your voice. Needed to.

Now, if you don't hear from me,
don't you worry,

Brigitte and I are safe,
At least I think I am,

It's always when you think you are,
that's when you're the most vulnerable,

Now, don't you make
the same mistake I did,

Now, don't expose the soft underbelly,
They target that,

No, no, no, You catch Jarod
and never, ever let him go,

Damn it! He's the key,
He's the only key, Always has been,

And there's one last thing-
[Sighs]

'Cause I know you're tough,
I'm not worried,

You watch your back at the Centre,

Nobody's what they seem to be,

There's no soul in that place-
not one-that you can trust...

with the possible exception
of your brother,

[Chattering]

Who the hell are you?

My name is Jarod.
Have you seen this woman?

- Like I said, who the hell are you?
- I'm her brother.

Damn, She's gonna be sorry
she missed you, but she just left today,

She wouldn't say where. Sort of like
she thought someone was followin' her.
Sweet girl.

- Was she alone?
- Yeah, but she didn't want to be.

She was searchin' for her family.
Said she was determined to find them.

Like I said...

she'd be sorry
if she knew she missed you.

Yeah.

[Electricity Crackling]

[Rings]

What?

At least we put
one family back together.

- While mine got ripped apart again.
- I know the feeling.

You know, Jarod, maybe Lyle's right.
Maybe the world is changing.

It doesn't seem to matter
how much it changes.

It's still the same for us.

We're still alone in it.