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Previously on
"Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."...

I need to control this or stop it.

Otherwise, I don't know
what happens to me.

You weren't stopping
your powers, Skye.

You were...
directing them inward.

I'm recommending Skye
leave S.H.I.E.L.D. altogether.

No, I know you're
keeping something from me.

Bobbi and I work
for an organization

that came out of the wreckage
from what Fury left.

Who the hell are you working for?

The real S.H.I.E.L.D.

Agent 33. she was wearing
a nanomask, disguised as May,

but May electrocuted her
right in the face.

Never turn your back on the enemy.

- Whitehall's dead.
- So you're free.

- I don't know what to do.
- I can get us out of here.

Then we'll figure it all out.

2x14 - "Love in the Time of Hydra"

You like fried chicken?
Ours is the best in the county.

Oh, I-I'm not sure.
I ... I guess I need another minute.

Of course.
And what about you, handsome?

Think I'll try the pumpkin pancakes.

Ooh. Good choice.
How about I grab you some pecan syrup

while your friend makes up her mind?

Hmm. Pumpkin pancakes.
For dinner?

Did you not hear what she
said about the pecan syrup?

Well, you are just full of surprises.

Hey, I tried being the
meat-and-potatoes guy.

Well, I didn't know that guy, but...

The guy sitting across
from me isn't so bad.

Says the girl who saved
my ass back in Puerto Rico,

- nursed me back to health...
- Well, what else was I going to do?

After Whitehall was killed, I was...

just... lost.

Then I guess we're
both lucky you found me.

Looks like we're a go.

I was really looking
forward to those pancakes.

All right!
Everybody on the ground now!

Do as she says,
and nobody gets hurt.

Don't worry, Rhonda.
Everything's gonna be just fine.

- Even left you a tip.
- You. Get up.

Please, just take it.
There's over $200 in there.

Put that away.
You're coming with us.

Why?

You're gonna fix my face.

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Well, the bruising has started to fade,

though I'm afraid these stress fractures

- will require a bit more time to heal.
- Great.

Tried to go zen
to keep my powers in check

only to find myself ...
... back on the D.L.

The "down low"?

- The "disabled list."
- Oh.

Oh, yeah.
That makes more sense.

Yeah, and now I'm all...

You know, it could just be growing
pains ... from the new powers.

It's okay, Fitz. You don't have
to put a positive spin on this.

I'm not doing that.
I would never patronize the ...

Well, the ...

things change.
That's what I'm saying.

So maybe if you can learn
to control this, then...

you could have
avengers-level powers,

something like
Captain America, even.

I think it best we keep in mind
the unstable nature of Skye's power.

If there is an Avenger equivalent,

right now I'm afraid it's the Hulk.

Well, Hulk saved the world,
last I checked.

You're absolutely right.

But given the choice,
I believe Bruce Banner

would not hesitate to cure
himself once and for all.

Well, then...
I guess we should be thankful

- that nobody's given him the choice.
- Oh, Fitz ...

Don't "oh, Fitz" me. I'm be...

- I'm sorry, Skye.
- This really isn't about you.

I'm pretty sure it is.
I'll go back to the cage.

Andrew's recommending Skye
be removed from S.H.I.E.L.D.,

effective immediately.

I agree with his recommendation.

I've got to admit...
I'm surprised to hear you say that.

I can agree with my ex.

Skye's too dangerous to
be out there right now.

- You just brought her into the field.
- I had no other choice.

You were in danger.
I made a call.

And Skye's injuries were something ...
neither of us saw coming.

- What won't we see next time?
- Hard to say.

Which is why you need to
remove Skye from the equation.

I know it's difficult, Phil.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s always wrestled

with how to handle
people who are enhanced.

And add Skye's alien DNA to the mix,

it's a whole new category
we have to deal with.

This isn't about categories
on the index, May.

- We're talking about Skye.
- And as her S.O., I am telling you,

I have no idea how to handle her.

You'll find a way. You always do.

- Not always.
- This isn't Bahrain. Okay?

We know who we're dealing with here.

Don't fool yourself.
Skye's changed.

Maybe not on the surface, but inside.

She doesn't know herself anymore.

I want you to blink twice for me.

Did the facial-scan diagnostic appear?

- Yes.
- Now close your eyes

for two seconds, and
the change should take effect.

Hmm. That reminds me
of my Berkeley days.

Well, the effect
would be far more convincing

if you were to replicate
the face of another woman.

And don't forget ...
I stabilized your vocal processor.

Admittedly, it's not quite as precise
as my original nanomask.

But regardless, I think
you're going to find it

extremely useful for any
on-the-go S.H.I.E.L.D. ...

...or Hydra operations?

I see you figured out
how to reset the mask.

Just remember the program's memory

can only store up to three
facial scans at a time.

And you're sure there's
no way to remove the mask?

There's nothing I can do.
But if you want your old face,

- just turn the machine off ...
- No! You've seen what's underneath.

Please, I know this is difficult.

But look at the bright side ...
now you can be anyone you want.

Maybe you can find an old
photo from before the accident.

Use that for the facial scan.

- Let the mask do the rest.
- Not sure where I'd find one.

To be honest,
I haven't even seen her face.

Oh. I see.
Well, then I guess it's fair to say

we all hide our true selves, don't we?

Or we just... wait for the
right time to reveal the truth.

So this is what all the fuss is
about ... another S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Lower your voice. It'll all
get worked out momentarily.

Lower my voice?
You must be joking.

So, where now?
To see the wizard?

Eh, something like that.

Priceless.

I guess one boss wasn't
enough for you and Bobbi.

Seems the road trip hasn't
dampened your friend's spirits.

Gonzalez.
It's good to see you, sir.

- It's been too long, Mack.
- Yeah.

It's good to have you back on board.

- You must be Lance Hunter.
- And you must be crazy.

I assure you, none of us wanted this.

I think I preferred you acting alone

instead of taking orders
from the clown academy.

This is not about blindly
following orders, Mr. Hunter.

This is about leaders
being held accountable.

To the men and women they serve,

as well as those that
govern alongside them.

Thanks for the democracy
lesson, Lady Thomas Jefferson.

But if it's all the same,
spare me the sales pitch.

That's great.
We should throw him in the brig.

Let's not be hasty, Tom�s.
We at least owe him an explanation.

We founded S.H.I.E.L.D. ...
the real S.H.I.E.L.D. ...

on the belief that
leadership should operate

with transparency and
not from the shadows.

Nick Fury simply kept too many secrets.

Got it.
Couldn't agree more, actually.

Just one little detail that
you seem to have overlooked

in your otherwise spot-on assessment.

Guy with the eye patch and the
secrets, Nick Fury ... he's dead.

Fury is dead,
but Coulson's alive and well.

Thanks to one of those secrets.

And it seems that instead of
learning from those mistakes,

Coulson's heading down the same path.

All right.
So that's what this is about.

You guys don't want Coulson in charge.

I'll be the first to admit
the guy's not perfect.

Sometimes chews with his mouth open,

tends to hog the mike on karaoke nights.

But other than that,
he's not so bad, really.

Well, I'm afraid we
don't share that opinion.

This is rubbish.

Maybe you've drunk the
conspiracy kool-aid,

but there's not a chance in hell

Bobbi would ever bow
down to any of this...

Perhaps we could have
discussed this alone...

- without all of hufflepuff looking on.
- Hunter... please.

Okay, then.

- Indoctrinate away.
- It may come as a surprise to you,

but I was very close
to Isabelle Hartley.

You see, she saved my
life in this very facility.

Hydra had me dead to rights.

You're not the first person
Izzy helped out of a pinch.

But I may have been the last.

By all accounts, Isabelle's death
could have been avoided

if Agent Coulson hadn't been so
relentless in his pursuit of alien tech.

Added to that, the
tragedy in Puerto Rico ...

the death of Agent Triplett,

the transformation of
the young woman, Raina.

Even Agent Skye seems
to have been affected.

And all because of
Coulson's search for a city

that his own alien writing
drove him to find.

Yeah, he's put all that
scribbling behind him.

Oh. Should we all just
get up and go home now?

This is not a decision
that we arrived at lightly.

I know Coulson.
He was a good agent.

At least, he was before Fury
injected him with alien DNA.

Ever since, his behavior's grown
increasingly more troubling.

Can you honestly tell me

that you don't share
any of these concerns?

I won't deny
you have a few good points.

But why not just take it
up with the man himself?

We wanted all the facts first.

Which is what Bobbi and I have
been doing ... gathering intel.

Bobbi, you're an awfully quiet
member of this coup d'etat.

What's your take?

I believe they're right.

Coulson has been compromised.

Come in.

- It's all there?
- Yes, sir.

Is there something else?

It's just...

possible repercussions.

We've been over this, Agent Simmons,

and I'm aware of the consequences,

- but this is my decision to make.
- Yes, sir.

Ah.
No.

- Ankle bone's always the toughest.
- Yeah.

Maybe a game of nerves
isn't the best idea for me.

- You and I need to take a ride.
- Okay. But why am I

suddenly feeling
like old yeller right now?

Kind of surprised you
know the reference.

I've had a lot of downtime lately.
That and Fitz really wants a dog.

- Thought he wanted a monkey.
- Guess he readjusted his expectations.

You can't tell me where
we're going, can you?

You're gonna want to pack a bag.

So...

Everything all right?

Uh, yeah, I'm just
deciding on what to wear.

Why don't you let me take care of that?

- Where you going?
- Pick up another surprise for you.

But wait. We just
finished with the doctor.

It was important he not talk.

- Now it's time for the next phase.
- Wait.

I appreciate what you're doing, really.

But you have to stop.

I'm too, um...
I-it's just...

I have nothing to give to you in return.

That's not why I'm doing this.

Just be patient.
I'll be back in a couple of hours.

I'm sorry about everything
that's happening, Skye.

Not your fault. The blame
begins and ends with my dad.

Well, you wouldn't be the first person

to have parents with
misguided intentions.

Nope, just the first whose crazy dad

lured her to an alien city
to get earthquake powers.

Yeah. I got us a little
something for the trip.

Thing I remember most about
my dad is he was a car guy.

Always working on this junker
he insisted I help him fix.

While my friends were outside,
playing ball, having fun,

there I was, stuck at home
with him, fixing that damn car.

Wasn't till we finished that it hit me.

That car was the most
beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

And all the time we'd
spent together working on it

gave me an appreciation I
never would have had otherwise.

Hold on.
Was that car a red 1962 Corvette?

Yeah.

Well, he'd be very proud.

Your red Corvette flies.
How cool is that?

It's pretty cool.

But I think the thing
he'd like most about it ...

at her core, she's still
just a red '62 Corvette.

Just to be clear, I-I'm
the Corvette in this story. Right?

Now you want to tell
me where we're going?

We're almost there.

Have a seat.
I'll be right in.

Pumpkin pancakes.

When you left, it got me thinking...

what do I have to offer
that you would even want?

Hmm.

Surprise.

Wait.
What are you doing?

I'm giving you what you want.

- You're wrong.
- We both know that's not true.

You took Skye off that
S.H.I.E.L.D. plane for a reason.

- I made her a promise.
- You don't have to pretend.

I saw the way you looked at her.

And you also picked me up from
the floor after she shot me.

Whatever I may have thought
there was between me and Skye,

she made it pretty clear
the feeling wasn't mutual.

- I'm not insane.
- Uh, I'm... sorry.

Please, you have to forgive me.
This is so stupid.

It's okay.

I ... I ju...
I thought that if...

I looked like her, then maybe...

maybe there's a chance
we could be together.

Well, maybe we could.
But not as Skye or May.

No. It has to be with you.

- Me?
- Yeah.

There is no me.

Whoever I was before is destroyed!

Whitehall wiped her all away.

Mack. How's your cover with Coulson?

We're giving him updates once a day,
painting in broad strokes.

Heartbroken ex-husband,
finding comfort in a bottle,

- that kind of thing.
- It's time for you to get back, then.

- Okay.
- Play it as ships passing in the night.

Roger that.

- What's your take on Hunter?
- It's hard to say.

He's not really the
type to show his cards,

- especially in front of an audience.
- Would you tell me if he was?

What are you implying, Robert?

I know that you and Hunter
have been reconnecting lately.

Maybe that's taken your
focus off the big picture.

You really want to play that angle,

after the hell you and I have
been through here together?

I need to make sure that
you're all-in, Barbara.

- I'm all-in.
- Good.

Then you'll understand why
we're keeping Hunter on the base

till the Coulson situation
has been resolved.

I know what're you going through...

my family did a number on me ...

stripped me down, left me...
hollow. I was a shell.

So, when someone finally did come along

and offer to build me
back up, I didn't resist...

Even though what he really did
was make me a killer.

But you seem so well-adjusted.

It was a long road.

Took getting locked up to
give me some perspective.

But then I paid my family a visit.

They were surprised to see me,
but I think that eventually,

we were able to... dig in,
really... express our feelings.

That's it?

I haven't looked back since.

You are the only one
who can find yourself.

But maybe...

...this will help.

- What is it?
- Closure.

Sunil Bakshi?

He's in Air Force custody
under a guy named Talbot.

I was thinking you and I
should drop by and say hello.

Bakshi was the one who
dragged me from my safe house,

prepped me for Whitehall.

Which is why you need
a face-to-face ...

to get all this out.

Let him know how you really feel.

I... I-I ...
I'm sorry. I just ... I can't ...

No. Hey. It's okay.
We'll do this together.

I'll be there every step of the way.

Okay.

- Okay.
- But how?

You said he's in Air Force custody.

Got that all worked out.
First...

... you ...
are gonna need this.

I could have swore it
was in here somewhere.

Unless maybe I put it in my other purse.

Is everything okay, Mrs. Talbot?

Well, obviously not.
I can't find my I.D. anywhere.

It's not that, ma'am.
It sounds like you have a cold.

Can't seem to shake the damn thing.

Probably got it from my son,
the little germ factory.

How about I just call the general,
get this all straightened out?

The thing about a riding mower
is it gives you a superior cut,

lets you control the terrain.

- That's very informative, sir.
- Ah.

You got two hands, four
wheels... one saddle.

That's really what it's
all about, lieutenant.

General Talbot's office.

I see. It's security.

Your wife left her I.D. at home again.

It's a little early for
taco Tuesday, isn't it?

All right. Send her up.

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry about the wait, Mrs. Talbot.
You're all set.

- I hope you feel better.
- Thank you.

It's one of
Fury's old retreats.

Haven't been in here in years.

Fury's not the kind of guy
who has a cabin just to relax.

What is this place?

It's a safe house for
people with powers.

Rogers even spent a few
weeks here after he defrosted.

Okay, but who's it
supposed to keep safe ...

the people with powers or everyone else?

Both.

Skye, I'm afraid I have to
pull you from active duty.

I get it. I do. I just didn't
think that you'd lock me up

- like a werewolf during full moon.
- You're not alone here.

- Feels pretty isolated to me.
- There's a direct video link to the base,

and May will keep dropping
by every couple of days.

What am I supposed to do?
Go fishing?

Well, if you do go outside, be careful.

There's a laser fence
around the perimeter.

Look, this is a safe place.
You can relax here.

You can use this time to get
a handle on your abilities.

Yeah, 'cause that's worked great so far.

Well, maybe it's time we
give you a hand with that.

Simmons has been working
around the clock on these.

She assures me they'll cut
your recovery time in half.

How to they work?

The internal wiring emits
a surge of electricity

- to inhibit your powers.
- So these take my powers away?

More like decrease their magnitude

to keep you from hurting yourself.

- Like I said, we want you to heal.
- Seems like a no-brainer.

It's a personal call.

What do you mean?
Are there side effects?

A few.
Simmons can go over them with you later.

Are these gloves really my best option?

I can't answer that
question for you, Skye.

Stop.
Stop being this S.H.I.E.L.D.

guy for just one second, okay?
Please.

We've been through
way too much together.

I just need you to be
my friend right now.

What would you do if you were me?

I don't know.
These are uncharted waters,

but if anybody can find
a way through them, it's you.

'Cause I'm the red Corvette.

Because you're one of the
few people I know I can trust.

Do something to your hair, major?
Looks good.

- What the hell?
- Feed go out?

Yeah, and I can't figure
out why. Any ideas?

Might know a little something.

Hey, honey. Get lost
on the way to my office?

No, I'm not lost. I'm
just stuck in some traffic.

Wait, you're telling me
you're still in the car?

Yes.
I swear, this construction on 5th

- has been going on forever.
- But I just s...

She's not really here.

- Excuse me, sir?
- I need you to lock down

the base for me right now, lieutenant.

And if you see me someplace
I'm not supposed to be,

I'm not there.

It's that damn mask again.

Get to the sat room.
Make contact with Phil Coulson.

Tell him the nanomask is in play.

No one comes in here
without my permission.

No one.

Is that everybody?

All female personnel
are accounted for, sir.

Outstanding.

At ease.
We have a situation.

There is a mole on our base.

This mole infiltrated
security by posing as my wife

and could be anyone
in this room right now.

Make no mistake ...

this is an enemy combatant,
one not to be taken lightly.

But rest assured, I will
find this perpetrator.

Because if there is one
thing that I cannot stand,

- it is a spy in my house.
- Mack.

- You want to tell me what's going on?
- Excuse me?

You've been off-campus several
days babysitting Hunter.

- Yet here you are.
- What? Oh, and still no Hunter, yeah.

Well, I mean, what can I say?

I spent the last 48
hours in Athens, Georgia,

keeping the guy out of bar fights.

I mean, the guy's in no shape to return.

- Well, then we've got a problem.
- I'm not sure I'm seeing it.

Hunter didn't resign or
take a leave of absence.

He went AWOL.

Yeah, a broken heart
will make a guy do dumb things.

- So will money and opportunity.
- Oh. No, uh...

What, you think Hunter...
might sell S.H.I.E.L.D. secrets?

No, no, trust me ...

the only threat this
guy poses is to himself.

- Bobbi there when you left?
- No, I didn't see her.

Two ships pass in the night, I suppose.

Call Coulson.
He's waiting for your report.

Will do.
Is there anything else? Uh...

No.
You've done enough already.

Okay.

- Thanks for the update, Mack.
- Is everything okay?

- I'm afraid I have to get back.
- I get it.

Didn't expect you to stay
and roast marshmallows.

This is temporary, Skye.
I'll be back in a couple days.

- If you need anything ...
- I'll let you know.

We'll figure this out.

I promise.

Captain Andersen.

I believe your daughter
goes to school with my boy.

- I don't have a daughter, sir.
- No, you do not.

Lieutenant...

when was the last time
I got your name right?

- Never. Sir.
- You are correct.

I think we have a winner, folks.

This is not your face.

General, please...

Sorry about that, Meredith.

Damn it!
Where is she?!

- Uniform's a little big.
- Shortest guy I could find.

Any luck with security clearance?

Come on. Follow me.

What is it you want?

Agent 33.
Loyal to the very end.

- What are you doing here?
- Just lending a hand.

- Whose orders are you following?
- My own.

Agent 33, you need to
listen to me very carefully.

You've lost your way.
Take a deep breath.

Calm your mind...
and your compliance will be ...

Seems they all check out.

Then who the hell was that
masquerading as my wife?

Uh, sir...

- Hi, honey.
- Stop right there!

Th-The guard wasn't at
the front, so I just walked in.

- Get down!
- Glenn, you're scaring me.

- Now!
- Okay.

Put your face on the carpet!

Okay! God!
What is wrong with you?!

God, I-I-I even brought
those little pork taquitos

that you like so much.

Honey...

Carla?

- I'm sorry.
- You could have just told me, Bob.

I was hoping to keep you out of this.

You're right.
I totally blew that one.

I gave your name to Coulson
because Hartley needed backup.

I never thought you'd stay,
let alone care.

Then you started asking questions

about what Mack and I were up to.

And the next thing I know, he
has you tied up in his trunk.

- Least fun road trip of my life.
- Forgetting Arizona?

More like repressing the memory.

Still can't listen to the eagles
without getting the chills.

I should have known
it wouldn't work out between us.

I mean, we first hit it off when
you were sent to steal intel from me.

- Well, I made it worth your while.
- Time of my life, really.

But maybe not the bedrock foundation
upon which a marriage is built.

Everything I felt for you ...
that was real.

Yeah, maybe so.

But in the end, you still
got that intel, didn't you.

Hunter...

It's always the same pattern, love.
I fall for you, only to discover

you got something else up and running.

- There was no hidden agenda with you.
- Yeah, you say things like that,

but your actions
clearly suggest otherwise.

Can't you just meet me halfway?

- I want to. Just tell me how.
- Walk away. Right now.

You and I ... we can
leave all this mess behind,

just start over,
be new people, be better people.

I'm sorry.

I need to finish this.

Fine.

Well, I'm leaving, Bob.

- So don't try and stop me.
- I won't.

Everybody else will.

There's nowhere to go!

Damn it, Hunter.

Bloody hell.

- Sir. Where's Skye?
- I'm afraid that's confidential.

'Cause you're keeping her
prisoner somewhere, aren't you?

Skye is safe, Agent Fitz.

That's all you need to know.

You took something...

...up to Coulson earlier.

- What was it?
- It was nothing.

Didn't look like nothing.

- What was in the case, Jemma?
- Something to help Skye.

Because you want to change her.
Is that it?

Stop it.
I don't want to change Skye.

The Diviner did that.
I'm just trying to fix her!

You never used to be this
scared. You know that?

Trip died, Fitz,

all because we didn't take
the necessary precautions.

No, it's not that.
You're afraid.

'Cause of what happened to me and Skye,
how we both changed.

Well, you know what
the scariest change is, Jemma?

It's you.

Agent 33 infiltrated your
base to break out Sunil Bakshi?

Turns out she wasn't
working alone, either.

We managed to track down video
of the vehicle leaving the premises.

Guess who was behind the wheel.

Grant Ward.

Agent 33 must have dragged
him out of Puerto Rico.

Guessing we haven't
heard the last of this.

Your wife ... how's she holding up?

Rattled, which is to be expected.

Damn experience nearly
cost me my marriage.

I'm gonna be up to my
ears in edible arrangements

trying to make this thing right.

I lost two men to those psychopaths.
Good men.

My condolences. It's never easy.

Just tell me we'll get those
sons of bitches, Coulson.

You have my word, general.

All right, then. I'll be in touch.

- It's a lot to process.
- Throw it on the heap.

- Everything all right, Phil?
- Earlier today, with Skye...

- just didn't feel right.
- You made the right call.

There's just too many
things in play right now

- for her to be here.
- Yeah, maybe.

But you ever get that feeling...

like you mishandled something important?

Yeah.
It's how I felt after leaving Andrew.

So, Mack ... you believe him?

- Nope.
- Me, neither.

Guess it's time we find out
what he's up to.

Hey, it's me.
Something happened with Skye.

I think we have a situation.

It appears Hunter escaped

using one of the
ship's submersible pods.

We've managed
to scramble communications,

- but he's disabled the GPS.
- So we don't know where he is.

Or where he's going.
Once he reaches shore, he's a free man,

able to communicate
with whomever he pleases.

We approximate 12 hours
till he reaches the coast.

We may have a bigger problem.
I just got off the phone with Mack.

- Seems Coulson's put Skye in hiding.
- Stockpiling enhanced people?

I doubt that.
Skye and Coulson ... they're close.

She's more than just some asset to him.

So says the person whose
ex-husband just flew the coop.

- Agent Calderon...
- Oh, come on.

We all know Bobbi could
have taken out that tea cup

- anytime she wanted ...
- I might just have to test

- that theory out on your face.
- Enough.

Bobbi gave me her word
she's still committed,

and I have no reason to doubt her.

This is your op, Morse, so tell me ...
how do you want to proceed?

Skye's not the main concern.

Coulson and his secrets ...
that's the threat.

And I think it's time
that we remove that threat.

- I want to go back in.
- You gotta be crazy.

You know that Hunter could
blow your cover at any moment.

And Weaver?
She gave you 12 hours.

I only need six.

We'll return in a moment.

Nice to finally meet you.

I'm Grant.

Kara.

I'm proud of you, Kara.

Thank you so much.

You did this.
And it is just the beginning.

Guess that's true.
It's going to be a long night.

Guess we should get started, then.

- You really think this'll work?
- We'll see.

If I obey,
will my compliance be rewarded?

To be honest,
it really won't make a difference.

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