All language subtitles for seven_days_s02e13_the_backsteppers_apprentice

We have a device that can allow one
human being back in time.

Thank you.

I'm never going to be good at this,
Grandpa.

Give it time.

Detroit wasn't built in a day.

I'll never be good at this.

You got that right.

As long as you keep telling yourself
that.

Look here, Martha.

You know what these are?

Yeah, they're your Tuskegee Airwings.

Only thing I ever drove before I went
down there to learn how to fly was a

tractor. Everybody I knew said I
wouldn't be able to do it. Hell, I had

about it myself.

But when it came down to it, I knew in
my gut I could.

Now, you want to learn to fish or not?

Yeah. All right, then.

Because once you decide to do something,
you've got to stick with it all the

way. Despite what anybody says, despite
what your damn head says, you go with

what it says.

Right now.

Martin, you keep these now.

You remember that.

Watch your grandpa show you how it's
done.

Huh?

I wish you would visit me more often,
Morgan.

Hey!

Seat's taken, chicken head.

Hi, Morgan.

Hi, Rita.

Rita, check it out.

Gold car.

Not yours.

Of course.

Want to go to Hollow World after school,
run up some scores?

Come on, sit down before Chickenhead
takes your seat.

Don't call me that.

What, you're going to peck me to death?

Don't let him talk to you like that.

Looks like somebody got a new central
air system.

Son of a bitch.

It's not up to me.

It's up to him.

I can be a nice guy, or I can be a mean
son of a bitch.

It's completely up to him.

There's the girl. Head for daylight.

Oh, God.

How's he like that?

I have exhibit A.

Ramsey! Come on, give her back. No way,
I'm taking her straight to Talmadge.

Then what, she goes into rat solitary?
This rat has violated section two, part

three of the security code. That is
espionage, pal.

All right, I confess, it's on a Chinese
payroll. Give her back. No, no, it's my

rat. Now, Parker, my rat.

This is a CZN special report.

Father Rodriguez has been taken to
County General Hospital today, and we're

standing by for an update on his
condition.

And we're just receiving confirmation.
Nobel Peace Prize recipient Father

Humberto Rodriguez of Colombia has died
of gunshot wounds he sustained after

leaving a church service in his honor in
East Los Angeles today.

The following is a replay of the
incident as it occurred.

We're here at St. Edward's Catholic
Church, where Father Rodriguez has just

concluded a match to raise...

So when you ask me if I am afraid for my
life, I must tell you no.

Our Father in Heaven tells us that each
of us must follow the path that is in

his heart, even if that leads to our
death.

That was the last sermon Father
Rodriguez ever gave. Moments later, he

gunned down.

Why was he even in this country?

He was raising money for Colombian
farmers to grow coffee instead of coca.

No coke and no cocaine.

His program was a solid success, far
less expensive than our own military aid

policy in the war on drugs. Hell, in
South America, he was the war on drugs.

Pretty much so. He was organizing the
clergy in Venezuela, Colombia, Chile,

of South America, spearheading a
grassroots movement among the farmers to

charge of their own destinies. Till he
became numero uno on the cartel's hit

list. He's irreplaceable, a living
symbol of freedom from the cartels.

him... The movement will collapse, which
is why the panel has us on standby for

a backstep.

Any word on the shooter?

Forensics is trying to pinpoint the
assassin's exact location. Intel from

various sources is incoming.

They'll put it together.

Right away, sir.

I hate that rat.

Don't listen to the scary man.

I was talking to the rodent.

She seems relatively calm after her
trauma.

Just a little Frank Parker TLC.

You should try it yourself sometime.

Lettuce? I'm not hungry, thank you.

Amen.

Dusty, Jim, now hold still.

No!

You're going to be fine, Titus. Look,
I'll give you some aspirin for the pain.

Come with me.

Hey,

Titus.

You dropped this.

You tried to jack my car, didn't you?
No, I... Look, I'm just giving it back.

You got there. A videotape made by one
of the faithful. She didn't know what

had until one of our investigators took
a look at it.

Ah,

if a Zapruder film was this good, Oliver
Stone wouldn't be able to get a job.

Okay, third floor, fourth window.

9 .48 a .m.

Bingo. There's our man.

So when do we backstep?

Immediately. We're at day six. That
crowd's the edge of my comfort zone.

Sir, when Parker comes back on the other
side of the timeline, I'll send a Delta

team down there and we'll puree that
killer's onions, but good.

Don't be stupid, Nate. The point is to
take him alive and get him to turn

evidence against the drug lords who
hired him. Right. We don't want to waste

back steps if they're just going to send
another assassin after the Padre later.

Maybe I should handle this one, Bradley.

Don't worry, Nate. I'll hurt him a
little. Just for you.

A little bit.

Albany, New York.

Yeah. Leaving tonight.

Mama? Reservations for two.

We're going to grabs? Just give me a
moment. My son just walked in the door.

Honey, what's wrong with your leg?

Nothing. Just bad as well.

Okay.

What's wrong?

Morgan.

Grandpa's dead.

up at that spot that you and he liked to
go fishing, and it was getting late,

and he was supposed to call Grammy, but
he didn't.

So Grammy called the sheriff.

By the time they got there, it was too
late.

Grandpa

had

a heart attack.

There was nothing anybody could do.

So I have to make flight arrangements
now because you and I have to be strong

for Grammy, okay?

Today was the worst day of my life.

Oh, honey.

I wish I could just see him one more
time.

I know.

We just have to remember the good times.

That's what he would want us to do.

But he's with God now, Morgan.

You know?

He's looking right down on us.

It's just not the same.

I know, baby, I know.

I know.

From what I read about the Padre, I'm
not sure he'd agree with our decision to

bring him back. Are you kidding? Who
wouldn't want a second chance at life?

Well, maybe somebody who writes that
those who surrender to God's will bear

witness to life everlasting.

Yes, but what is God's will?

I don't know. Maybe it's forgiveness.

Well, then surely he'll forgive us.

Hmm.

Morgan? It's all right, honey. It's all
right.

Were you

sleepwalking again?

What?

It's okay. It's a bad dream.

It's okay. You want to talk about it?

Uh -uh.

Okay.

It's time to get ready for school
anyway, all right?

Grandpa died.

What?

We were going to his funeral.

Our plane caught fire.

And the angel of death came to get me.
Oh, honey.

And he was dressed all in red.

And blood came from his eyes.

He took me on his mission.

Okay. Now, what have I told you? No more
scary movies before bed.

It wasn't like that.

I was scared, but not of him.

It was like he was trying to help me.

Morgan.

I'm not making it up, Mom.

I'm not!

School time, mister.

Come on.

Go ahead, Conundrum. Father Rodriguez is
going to take a bullet outside Santa

Cruz Church in Los Angeles this morning.

We've got to take the shooter alive.

It's her only chance to nail the
bastard. She wants the party dead.

A Delta team is on its way immediately.

Good. Listen, we've got another problem.

Sometime in the next seven days, I think
I... Well, I cut a commercial jet in

half.

He's taken, chicken head.

What did you say?

You heard me, chicken head.

You gonna do something about it?

Uh, no.

Oh, uh, hi, Morgan.

Rita,

check it out.

Gold card.

Is that yours?

Of course. Hey, Rita.

There's an empty place over there.

You wanna sit with me?

Rita, I've got you covered right here.

I don't think so, Titus.

Shut up.

What are you doing?

Studying math.

Going to have a pop quiz this morning.

How do you know that?

I don't know.

Just got a feeling.

Okay.

Got him! Got him!

Thanks for the backup, boys.

He's all yours.

Oh, wait a second.

That one's for Ramsey.

Safe journey, Padre.

Federal agents apprehended an armed
suspect in Los Angeles shortly before

today as Father Humberto Rodriguez of
Colombia conducted a special mass at St.

Edward's Church.

The would -be killer has not been
identified, but sources say they are

nationals sent by the drug cartels to
kill the spiritual leader.

I'm telling you, I'd love to do that jet
like a freight train.

You're talking like the back step is a
moonshot.

When the sphere's in phase, you're in
particulate matter.

Exactly. I mean, you could pass through
the parking store window and not break

it. Well, there's one way to settle
this. Was there a major plane crash in

other timelines?

What do you mean?

I didn't see it on TV, if that's what
you mean.

Well, if, as John and Olga say, the
sphere couldn't have done it, maybe

something else did.

I don't know.

You don't know?

I mean, a jetliner crashing would be
pretty big news.

I was focused on the mission, butthead.

What difference does it make? The
commercial flight's going to go down in

next seven days, and we can stop it.

Well, I'm thinking this is just another
one of our space cowboy's little

hallucinations. It wasn't an
hallucination. I picked up a kid.

All right, Cloud, focus on your death.

We're having a little quiz.

A

boy,

maybe 12 years old, he was on the plane.
You're saying he was physically in the

ceiling. I had to let go of the stick to
keep him from getting battered to

death. Well, what the hell happened to
him then?

I don't know. I, uh...

I passed out, all right?

Anyway, when I came to, the hatch was
closed and the kid was gone.

So there's no hard evidence that he was
ever there. I had him in my arms. Look,

we got to find this kid.

Now, it isn't going to be easy. I could
have picked him up in Kansas and dropped

him off in Timbuktu for all I know.

Yeah.

First,

I'm going to take you to the hoop. Then
I'm going to wipe your face with

pavement.

You're going to break Peter.

If you don't get the ball, you're going
to die.

calling me now?

You're not skipping school, are you? No.

I just, uh... Everything all right?

I had this dream, Grandpa, and you were
in it, and I'm afraid it's gonna happen.

What? You went fishing, and you were
supposed to call Grams, but you didn't,

so she called the sheriff.

Morgan, what the heck are you talking
about?

You die, Grandpa.

Mom said it was a heart attack, so if
you go to the hospital right now,

check you out or something, give you
some medicine.

Son, you're talking like this happened.

It was a dream.

I know, but... Morgan, I just had a
checkup last week.

Doc says I'm fit as a fiddle.

But he's wrong.

Grandpa, I'm worried.

Morgan, I'm telling you right now, get
on back in the class, or I'll really

you something to worry about.

that all about?

I was Morgan.

He had a dream.

I was nothing.

You have fun up there.

I'm going to do just that.

And don't be late for dinner.

Oh, I'll be here.

It's going to be fine, Titus. Look, I'll
give you some aspirin for the pain.

Come with me.

Oh, hi.

I'd like a round -trip ticket to Albany,
New York, please.

The next flight you've got.

I'll be paying with my gold card.

Titus Miller?

6 -9.

We don't have any leads yet, but I've
sent a subscription out through

If I could just ask you a few more
questions.

Yes, of course. Come in. Come in.

Can I get you a cup of coffee or maybe
something cold to drink?

Yeah, no, I'm fine, thanks.

Thanks for being there for me, Ken.

I know you can't usually file a missing
persons report in less than 24 hours.

It's just that... Pauly, I know Morgan.

He's not the kind of kid who would walk
off a playground and just disappear.

Olga, if we don't pursue this, we're
screwed.

Unless we can find that kid. He'll have
poor knowledge of everything, including

the flight number.

You know the traumatic effect a backstab
has on you. I can't imagine a child

could survive it.

Well, maybe he wasn't in the sphere that
long. The chronometer went back six

days. And then one more with the kid.

So the plane crash is going to happen in
the next 24 hours, exactly.

Look, there's nothing to lose. Let's
check missing Parsons.

Okay, so what did he look like?

He's black, 12 to 14 years old.

I, uh... I heard a woman yell the
name...

Morgan, I think.

You think?

Hey, it's all we got to go on. Give it a
shot.

Okay.

Keep going.

Wait a second.

That's him. That's the kid.

Really? He was reported missing from
school this morning. Where?

The Apple.

Titus?

Titus Miller?

Yeah? Welcome aboard.

I understand you're flying alone with us
today. Yes.

You visiting relatives?

Hope so.

Excuse me?

I mean, yeah. My grandpa.

Titus, you all right?

Yeah.

I just don't like bumps.

You'll be okay.

This boy looks like the one you think
you saw.

Let me go there, talk to his mother, and
see what I can find out.

Frank, we're on alert. We're tracking
half a dozen global hotspots that could

flare up at any moment, two with nuclear
potential.

So what makes this different from any
other day?

Look, we got a chance to save a plane
load of people, and we don't even have

backstab. I understand how you're
feeling. Do what you can from here.

But I cannot let you leave the base.

I mean, looks like your recon's gonna
get put to test sooner than we thought.

Better be there all back.

It seems you have two kinds of missions,
Mr. Parker. Those in the sphere and

those where I sneak you out of NNL.

For both our sakes, we better find this
boy.

Mrs. Walker, I'm Frank Parker with the
National Security Agency.

Oh, God, have you found my son?

Uh, no, Mrs. Walker. We've just been
brought on the case.

Can you tell me, was Morgan upset by
anything today?

I've already been through all of this
with the police.

I'm sure you have. Just bear with me on
this.

Did he talk about any strange
experiences?

Like what?

I don't know. Visions, daydreams, things
that weren't real, like taking a trip

on an airplane.

Oh, that's subtle.

How did you know that?

What did he say?

Well, he had a nightmare.

He and my father are very close, and
Morgan said in his dream that my father

a heart attack and died, and we were
flying to his funeral when our plane

fire. Did he mention the airline?

No. No airline.

Where does your father live, Mrs.
Walker?

Albany, New York.

Was there anything else that he
mentioned about the dream?

Well, this is going to sound kind of
crazy, but the angel of death came and

he was wearing a red suit, is what he
said.

Definitely our boy.

Excuse me?

Nothing, Mrs. Walker. I'll call you
right back.

So what's going on?

We're going to Albany. Is that where he
is? I don't know.

But if it were me and I had a chance to
save my granddad's life, that's what I'd

do. Spencer Aviation. Yeah, hi, I'd like
to charter a Learjet.

It'll cost you. Not a problem. A
Learjet?

It's our only chance to catch up with
this kid.

Okay, I'll call the Albany Airport
Police and have them look for him.

We're talking a 10 billion to one
hypothetical situation.

Intersecting with a jet, picking up a
hitchhiker, it's crazy.

But could he be right?

Scientifically speaking, no, absolutely
not, but...

Knowing Frank and this project as well
as I do, hey, doo -doo happens.

I want to trust him. I mean, after a
back step, we have to take his word as

gospel. But this... Sir, he's gone.

What? The security cameras in Sector J's
air ducts went down, and we found these

in front of the lens.

Now, Parker's not in his room, and his
commie comrades, Vamoose, too. He's

pulled these shenanigans before.

This is in direct violation of your
order.

I'm aware of that, Nate.

Do we put out an APB?

Find them and bring them back.

Oh, you know I will, sir.

Do you recognize me?

You're the angel of death.

Actually, my name's Frank Parker. This
is Olga Vukovic.

We're with a special branch of the
government.

Hey, hey, hey, where are you going? Why
are you guys after me? It's okay, it's

okay. Your mother's worried about you,
Morgan. I can't go back.

Morgan, Morgan.

You know things before they happen,
don't you?

Morgan, listen to me.

You were on a plane with your mother and
it went down, didn't it?

Morgan, it doesn't have to happen again.

Do you remember the airline and the
flight number?

Well, yeah. Would you tell us, please?

What do you mean no? A lot of people are
going to die. My grandpa's going to

die. He's out fishing in the middle of
nowhere. And if I don't get to him now,

he's going to have a heart attack.

Morgan. Leave me alone.

Morgan, listen to me. No, you listen to
me. The plane is not due tonight. My

grandpa is right now.

That's what's important.

Tell you what.

You help us, we'll help you.

All right, Morgan.

Granddad's going to be okay.

But those people on that other flight
won't be if you don't tell me what it

Endeavor Air, flight 700.

Leave Seattle at 10.

Good man.

Ramsey. Ramsey, it's Parker.

Parker, where the hell are you?

Just shut up and listen. I got the
flight. Leave Seattle at 10 p .m.

Got to make sure it's grounded.

Have you lost your mind? Just get your
ass back here. Randy, just listen to me.

Parker, why were you ever listening to
me?

Sorry.

Operator, I need the control tower of
SeaTac International Airport.

This will do the trick.

That's what I'm saying. A bomb.

A big one. A big bomb.

On flight 700 out of Seattle.

How do I know? Because I'm the one who
put it there.

Because I'm one badass mad bomber.
That's why.

You listen here, punk. I spent the last
17 years of my life sucking back jet

fumes. You know what that does to a
man's brain?

Well, you're about to find out. Have a
pleasant flight.

That was more fun than it should have
been.

You okay?

It's just weird knowing stuff before it
happens.

Know how you feel.

Do you always know stuff before it
happens?

Uh, well, you know how sometimes you
screw

something up and you just wish you had a
chance to do it over again?

Definitely.

Well, Uncle Sam figured out a way to do
it, but it's top secret, okay?

She can't kill anyone.

Or you'll have to kill me? If your
mother doesn't do it first.

The car! There's the car!

Down there!

Yes, sir.

Morgan. It's me, Grandpa.

Thought I told you to get back to
school.

But you also told me if I feel my gut,
stick to it.

I did.

That's some dream you had.

Based on the information Morgan
provided,

mechanics found a crack in one of the
engine pylons of that plane.

It could very well have caused it to
crash in the last timeline.

See, I told you, the spear could not
have been responsible.

Then how'd I pick up a hitchhiker,
Einstein?

I'll have to get back to you on that.

I want to thank you, Frank.

For what?

For being such a stubborn son of a
bitch.

Just doing my job, sir.

Just doing my job.

This is Susan Schiff reporting live from
Brandon Elementary. When I heard what

was going on, I loaned him the gold so
he can save his grants. That boy's stone

-wounded psychic, you dig? Me and him's
going to hook up with some serious

clown. When were we going to do that,
Titus?

Hey, man.

No, it was just something I was going to
talk about at an appropriate time.

Here's the money for the plane ticket.

Yeah, I knew you were good for it.

So, is there anything else you know?

Oh, you mean stuff that can help you
out?

Yeah.

Or mess you up.

Don't worry, man. I'll give you the 411.

Straight up?

Straight up.

Rita, want to study after school?

Definitely. All right.

All right.

At the end of an extraordinary day for a
boy who saved his grandfather's life,

Susan Schiff reporting for CBN News.

Back to you, Sean.

Do I detect a hint of that infamous
Frank Parker swagger?

It comes with the territory.

Once you backstep, you never go back.