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There are many ways to define our fragile existence,

many ways to give it meaning.

I love you.

I love you, Nathan.

But it is our memories

that shape its purpose and give it context.

Hiro, you're very sick.

Brain tumor. I'm dying.

A private assortment of images, fears, loves, regrets,

but we alone choose the importance of each.

How do you feel, Hiro?

Building our own unique histories one memory at a time.

What have you done?

Did you send a cello to my apartment?

Cello? No.

Hoping the ones we choose to remember don't betray or trap us.

There are no bad powers, Emma.

You will learn to use your powers to do good things in the world.

Where'd you learn how to do that?

Medical school. I dropped out.

Are you gonna go back to school? Go be a doctor?

For it is the cruel irony of life

that we are destined to hold the dark with the light,

the good with the evil.

You betrayed me.

I'm still your brother.

I need you to start by retrieving some files

from the apartment of a Mr. Noah Bennet.

What do you want?

We don't want anyone to get hurt.

So, we'll just take what we came for and we will be on our way.

This is what separates us, what makes us human.

Gone. So are your files.

And in the end, what we must fight to hold on to.

Where did you get that?

I stole it from my dad.

We came all this way to go to a carnival?

Claire.

So glad you could make it.

I think it's time for some soul-searching.

You're welcome to stay a few days and do just that.

I'm gonna stay. Just for a couple days.

I'm not sure she's going to serve a purpose for you.

It's not her I'm after.

Don't worry about Eli, he's harmless.

Yeah. I've caught him staring at me like three times.

It's that you're new. Everybody's talking.

Talking's okay with me. Staring, not so much.

You have breakfast yet?

Yes, I had the blueberry pancakes, and they were amazing.

Mmm. I'm taking some to Samuel now. He is in his trailer.

You know, how about you take them to him? Score some points.

Not that you need to, but he does love Mrs. Comey's pancakes.

Okay. Sure.

Thank you, Claire.

No problem.

I hope you brought extra syrup.

How'd you know I had pancakes?

I thought you were Lydia.

That's so very nice of you.

That box in there looks a lot like the one

from the paper company my dad used to work for.

As you may have guessed,

your father and I have shared more history than you know.

Well, you can always fill me in.

I'm not interested in the past, Claire.

Not when the future holds such infinite possibilities.

The homeland you were talking about?

Yeah. And we're almost there.

And I'd love nothing more than for you to stay and watch that come to fruition.

Well, like I said, I do have to get back to class on Monday.

Okay. Your loss.

How do I look? I'm going to the city.

Then you look very urban.

Good. Because I need to make a positive impression. I'm going to get someone.

Someone essential for the plan coming together.

Someone who can help us build a place where we can be free.

"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you."

Sounds deep.

Sartre. College.

I always thought freedom was just another word for nothing left to lose.

That, too.

You'll see, Claire. We'll stop running and find a permanent place to live.

An ordinary place.

Then you might even want to stay.

Or go.

It's your choice.

So she's free to go?

Not in my lifetime.

You make sure of that.

Samuel, what the hell are you doing?

Give it up, little brother.

It almost moved this time.

Let's see.

Wow.

Far out.

Now, come on. I've got a show to do.

Just you wait. I'm gonna move bigger rocks than that.

People are gonna come from all over the world to see me.

You mean Vanessa's gonna come see you?

"Oh, Vanessa-girl, come and see my big dirt-moving show."

Shut up.

I can't believe you're still carrying a torch for that girl.

Don't you know we're never going back there?

Tell you what,

if you can get people to buy a ticket to see a kid not move a rock,

I'll invite her myself.

You're a jerk. Just you wait.

Yeah.

Just you wait, brother.

Just you wait.

Are you serious, Mom? Come on. He's nice.

He just got here. I don't even know him from Adam.

I certainly don't know his family.

Since when do you care?

The answer is no.

Something funny?

Sorry. No. No, no, no. I just...

I've been looking for something normal in this place since this morning,

and I finally found it when I was listening to you and your daughter argue.

You sound like my mom and me.

We had some serious knock-down drag-outs.

Wonder if we had a place like this, if things would have been easier?

How so?

Lose a finger, it grows back, nobody looks twice.

Oh, yeah. It's paradise here.

You don't sound convinced.

I didn't mean anything by it.

You know things, right? I mean, you could see things, your tattoos.

Sometimes.

Why?

I was just wondering if you knew why Samuel wanted me here.

Well, lately, he's wanted a lot of people here.

Half of them want to date my daughter.

Why's he bringing so many people in?

It's become an obsession of his.

He spent all morning in his trailer.

Yeah, with my dad's files.

Well, well. If it isn't Nancy Drew.

Is there something I can help you with, Nance?

I was just looking for Samuel.

He's not around.

Nice trick.

I like to think so.

Aren't you on beautification duty?

Why don't you run along and beautify?

Hiro.

Miss Coolidge?

Yes?

My name is Samuel.

I've come a long way to see you.

I'm like you.

No, but I have a gift. Like you.

Emma, please. Let me explain.

You can read lips?

No, Emma, wait, wait, wait.

I'm the one who sent you the cello.

I'm interested in people like us.

I know that you can see things that other people hear,

and that you feel them, oh, so much more.

I know many people with gifts.

And one of them can see from far away, and she helped me find you.

We're all connected, Emma.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that was from me.

Giving it away was not that easy.

Why?

It was meant for someone else.

Someone special in my life.

She and I were close. And then one day, I lost her.

May I?

It's found its proper home. I can see that now.

No. It didn't do that, you did.

It was your own fear.

That's why I'm here.

You have to let go of that fear and release your true ability.

I need your help.

I've tried, in my usual way, to find this man,

but I've been unsuccessful.

He is overwhelmed by his gift, like you've been,

but so much more lost.

He thought he was losing his mind

when the moss and the flowers started growing in his footsteps.

He lost touch with this world and fell into the cracks.

I'm told he lives in Central Park.

Cover the exits.

Now you know what it feels like.

Yeah. Nice trick.

What do you think you're doing, Barbie?

Let me go. Not until you tell me

why you were in Samuel's trailer.

Listen to me, okay?

You're a spy, aren't you? Working for your father.

No. I came here on my own.

I believed what Samuel was saying was real,

but he's collecting people with abilities.

Yeah. Why shouldn't he? We're a family.

You wouldn't understand that, would you, Barbie, huh?

No. You only see the worst in people.

Makes me wanna pin you to that trailer

so Samuel can find you when he gets back.

Samuel is using my dad's old files

to track people down and bring them in.

He's got a map of that valley out there,

and he's planning something.

Yeah, and whatever it is,

you're gonna ruin it for everyone.

I'm not gonna let you.

I'm not gonna let you ruin it for me.

Huh?

Hiro...

Your gift is more than seeing sound as color,

putting cracks in a wall.

True ability. Well, what is it?

Your emotions can become one with the music.

You can bring people to you. Like a siren's song.

Siren?

Just play, and you'll see.

Concentrate on him.

Draw him to you. Now's your chance.

Make your prayers into song.

It's all right. Let the music fill you up.

Is he all right?

I can't thank you enough for getting him in.

If you ever want to help more of us, there's a place I'd like you to visit.

We could use a doctor, and a siren.

This will help get you there.

I will. Thank you.

Thank you.

She's different. Like me.

Not different. Special.

I always thought I was alone in the world.

I guess I'm just a little scared.

So many of us are, friend. So many.

But not for long.

Let's go home.

Sources confirm the remains found in the small plane crash

are that of New York Senator Nathan Petrelli.

The NTSB is promising a complete and thorough investigation into the crash.

At this time, investigators are reporting that

the senator was the pilot and sole passenger of the plane.

You're getting weak.

Otherwise you would have forced my mouth shut.

Don't tempt me, Barbie.

I'm telling you Samuel's up to something.

He's lying to all of you.

No.

He's a good man.

Why are you so sure?

Because I'm good now.

This place is good for me.

I haven't done anything wrong since I got here.

Joseph set me straight.

He showed me what was good and true about my ability.

Joseph?

Is that who's in that picture there, next to Samuel?

Yeah.

Samuel's brother.

He didn't want to let me in at first. Samuel convinced him.

Lydia said that Samuel's obsessed with making the family bigger.

Why do you think that Samuel's bringing in all these people, huh?

Shut up!

This is my home now, Barbie. Listen to me.

I don't want to destroy this place.

But if Samuel's bringing people in for a reason,

don't you think that's gonna put everyone in danger?

You know me.

Do you seriously think I want to destroy your home?

Talk to Lydia.

She knows.

Thank you.

Lydia?

Claire, what are you doing here?

I just went into Samuel's trailer.

He has a map of the valley. What is he planning?

Lydia, you wanted me to go in there for a reason. Why?

You know something and you're not telling me what it is.

Samuel wasn't... He wasn't always in charge.

Joseph, he was our real father.

He made this place a home.

And I miss him.

We all miss him.

What happened to him?

He killed him, didn't he?

He's lost his way, Claire. I am scared for all of us.

I woke up this morning and I wasn't sure about this place.

But this place is special.

For you and for your daughter.

Even Doyle. I...

The only thing wrong with it is Samuel.

You have to help us.

Please.

You have to find someone that can stop him.

I will.

No buried treasure for you, Nancy Drew.

What were you thinking?

You told me to watch her.

She's not a prisoner. If she wants to go, she can go.

Not a prisoner?

It sure feels that way with Copy Boy over here.

Don't you ever get sick of him?

Stay or go, Claire. It's still your choice.

I'll go. After you tell me what happened to Joseph.

Eli, give us a minute.

Did Lydia tell you?

No. I asked her. She wouldn't.

It's true, isn't it?

You killed him.

I lost control.

Like that is an excuse?

He told the government about us.

You remember them, don't you? They lured him in.

The very same people that've been chasing us for years.

Emile Danko, the same one who worked alongside your father,

the man who imprisoned you, Claire.

How do you think your father got the compass?

This is not about my father. Okay?

This is about what you did.

What I did was awful.

But Joseph put us all in danger.

After years of running free,

I wasn't about to let him get away with that.

I wasn't about to let him take that away from us.

So murder was the answer?

You, of all people, should understand how far a father will go to protect his family.

Hasn't your father lied, cheated, even killed to protect you?

What's going on out in that valley?

Every artist needs his canvas, Claire.

Ian...

Well, Ian is Picasso.

I need water.

That can be arranged.

It's beautiful.

It's you.

It's who you are.

It is beautiful.

What is this place?

Our new home.

My brother would have loved it.

He never believed it was possible.

He certainly never believed I could make it real.

This is why I need a bigger family. To build the future.

This could be your home, too, Claire.

I have a home.

And I'd like to go back to it.

Of course.

But just remember,

you're free, Claire.

Whatever happens in your world back home,

you can always come back to this one.

Whenever you want.

I know.

Claire, we need to talk.

Claire-bear, call me.

Claire, hey, it's Peter.

You need to call me.

Something happened. We have a lot to talk about.

I'm glad you're safe.

From what?

Where I came from, or this lie?

I know you took the compass.

And I'm not giving it back.

My brother, Nathan, taught me a lot.

Taught me how to ride a skateboard when I was a kid.

How to hook a marlin.

Taught me how to catch a baseball.

Those are all things usually a father will teach his son.

But Dad wasn't around.

So it was Nathan.

I wish to hell it would have been my father,

because Nathan didn't make it easy.

He'd throw it high or he'd throw it wide

and I would yell at him.

I'd tell him to throw it right at me, but he'd say to me,

"That's not how it's gonna come at you in a game, Pete."

I used to think he was just being a big brother and he was picking on me.

But now I understand.

He just wanted me to be ready.

For anything.

I'm ready, brother.

For whatever comes.

Detail. A-ten-hut.

Detail, halt.

Flag.

Ma'am, this flag is presented on behalf of a grateful nation

for the honorable and faithful service rendered by your loved one.

Thank you.

Arms up.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

Aim, fire.

Aim,

fire.

Order.

Halt.