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

I have orders to kill him.

Put the gun down now!
That's an order.

Coulson:
The kid we let live in 1931

had come back to haunt us
in 1955.

I think S.H.I.E.L.D.
has been infiltrated by Hydra.

Say hello to Howard.

(GUN COCKS) COULSON: You were
shot after delivering that gadget.

I'm not dead.

We didn't change history.
We just

faked your death.

Job is done.

No more prying eyes.

You're alive, but to anyone
not on this plane,

you were killed at that hotel.

Here we go.

(RUMBLING)

Let me guess...
We're not in 1955 anymore.

Nope.

I have been left behind
to help you.

S.H.I.E.L.D. will destroy
all you have built.

It is time to prevent that.
How?

By doing exactly what I say.

('70S SPY MUSIC PLAYS)

Marvel...
"Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Starring

Clark Gregg.

Ming-Na Wen.

Chloe Bennet.

Elizabeth Henstridge.

Henry Simmons

Natalia Cordova-Buckley

Jeff Ward.

Tonight's episode...
"A Trout in the Milk."

('70S ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

(HORNS HONKING)

♪♪

Now, this is the New York City
I remember.

The honking,
the smell of hot dog water.

And these are the clothes

the grown-ups wore
when we were kids,

am I right?

Still not gonna give me
anything, huh?

Even copping attitude
would be a warm relief.

Hard to care about
where we stand

when the only emotions I have

are the ones
other people pass to me.

Oh!

Like this guy here,

who's feeling ticked off
and impatient!

Well, that's good
that you're learning

to label and communicate them.

That's good.
Very healthy.

Now that feeling's
extended to you.

♪♪

(HONKING CONTINUES)

COULSON: Hey, looking sharp.

Thanks.

Where's Agent Sousa?

He's still inside,
picking out his threads.

How's he handling
the transition?

Honestly, the fact that he's not
projectile vomiting from the shock

is a miracle.

What happened to blending in?

I just don't understand
the functional appeal

of those

elephant... pants.

You mean the bell-bottoms?
Sure.

How do people in your time

function with all the extra
fabric around their feet?

I got news for you.

This isn't actually
our time period.

Well, fortunately,

there's unfashionable squares
in every decade,

so you are... set.

And nobody seems
to look you in the eye now.

Hmm. Wait 'til they all
get cellphones.

So, I was thinking,

how do you guys know
I was supposed to die in 1955?

Coulson:
It's in the history books.

Yeah, but...

But what if you always
plucked me out of time?

Does that mean I always survive?

And if we end up
in your present,

will we even be
in the same timeline?

I'd stop thinking about it.
Your brains will spill out.

Simmons can explain...
Sort of...

But maybe you'd feel
more comfortable

staying back on Zephyr One.

No. No, no, no.

I'm here.
No going back.

Might as well dive in
and embrace the 1970s.

♪ Freaky deak,
freaky deak ♪

(MUSIC FADES)

Starting now.

I can't believe this old hideout
is still running.

Did you ever stop by
back in the day?

Once or twice.

Only the top brass
knew about it.

Good place to lie low.

Oh, yeah?

I wish I could've seen it
back then.

I heard Dooley
had a reserved booth

with one of those plaque things
next to it...

Okay, Dad, let's not
keep Enoch waiting any longer.

He's been chilling
for like four decades.

♪♪

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

(LOCK CLANKS)

('70S ROCK PLAYS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ Put your feet to the sole,
my friends ♪

♪ And remember
those hobnail boots ♪

♪ Jump around in the mud again ♪
So much for lying low.

I wonder what all this is about.

♪ Ain't it fine
gettin' back to the roots ♪

Maybe Enoch will know
what's going on.

♪ Take a good walk
in the country ♪

♪ Where there ain't
no bricks or steel ♪

♪ Take a good walk... ♪

(COMPUTER BEEPING, WHINING)

♪♪

(RADIO INTERFERENCE WHINING)

Sometimes you punch the bag,

sometimes the bag punches you,
am I right? (CHUCKLES)

I get that Mack wants me to do

combat training
before I return to the field,

but seriously, I got kidnapped
by a Hydra boss one time.

I don't think Freddy will be
bothering you anymore,

considering his funeral
was three years ago.

Good riddance.

Not that I was

rooting for his death,
but kinda.

(WHINING CONTINUES)

Did you hear anything from Bobo?

Bobo,

or grandpappy,

whatever you want to call him.

Oh, Fitz.
No, I haven't heard.

But, um, even if I had,
I couldn't disclose...

Right,
because the Chronicoms

will probe our brains
and blah, blah, blah,

and it's very dangerous,
no one can know... I get it.

We'll be reunited soon.

Well, I hope so.

Because if you and Fitz don't

bump lemons...
so to speak...

You know, my mom
is never going to exist,

and then I won't be born

again.

I think.

But, honestly, I've made
so many mistakes in my life,

I wouldn't mind a chance
at a little do-over.

Wouldn't it be easier
to prevent the mistakes

through, say,
preparation?

(WHINING CONTINUES)

Taking the hint.

Letting you get back to work.

(INTERFERENCE CONTINUES)

Bye, Nana.

♪♪

♪♪

(METAL CLANKING)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Looks like it always did.

A good place to hole up.

Any year, right?

Happy now?

Not yet.

History says S.H.I.E.L.D.

abandoned this place
in '72, but...

You had to see it for yourself.

Yeah.

I like the simple pleasures
in life...

A preserved timeline,

an empty base,
and good company.

Recon isn't the only reason
why we're here.

You're for real?
Yeah.

- I'm for real.
- (CHUCKLES)

We left the plane alone.

(INHALES DEEPLY)
In, uh... In my book,

that constitutes
as a date night.

I was wondering why
you brought me here.

I'm hardly even fit for recon.

What if we run into
complications, Mack?

You're damn fine at what you do,

with or without your powers.

They don't define you.

Then why do you call me Yo-Yo?

'Cause you always bounce back.

♪♪

♪♪

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

♪♪

(FOLDER THUDS)

(SLURPING)

Something's different.

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYS)

(CHUCKLES)

♪♪

♪♪

(GIGGLING)

Ohh.
Okay.

Glad you're enjoying yourself.

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

Any word on Enoch?

Oh, uh, negative.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Um, you know, I'm worried

that it's more serious
than we think.

Also, I might be drunk.

Yeah.
Hmm.

I think you might have
discovered

a new form of Contact High.
Hmm.

They're all
three sheets to the wind.

(SIGHS)

I'm at least
one sheet to the wind.

Give me a moment.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

I talked to the staff,

and, uh, they haven't seen Enoch
in at least

over a year.

(SIGHING DEEPLY)

I'm better now.

(HICCUPS)

Good to know S.H.I.E.L.D.
is going strong.

Just wish I knew
what they were celebrating.

Whatever it is, it seems
to be centered on him.

No.
Is that...

Little Ricky?

If by Little Ricky you mean
General Rick Stoner, then yes.

He's top brass at S.H.I.E.L.D.
You knew him?

Yeah.

I remember
when he was an enlistee.

Poor kid couldn't tell
a mag from a clip.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Alright, thank you for coming.
Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I would like to thank all of you
for being here today.

I know that you are all excited

to, uh, kick off S.H.I.E.I.D.'s
next phase in global security.

So please welcome
the man responsible,

my boss and our friend,

Wilfred Malick.

(APPLAUSE)

♪♪

(WHISPERING)
Freddy's still alive.

Thanks, General.

So good to be here.

I got my start
working in this gin joint,

long before it was
a S.H.I.E.L.D. asset.

Look how far we've come.

From hiding underground,
keeping vigilant watch,

to having eyes in the sky,

ensuring the Earth's safety.

Using targeting satellites
and pinpoint laser telemetry,

S.H.I.E.L.D. will now be able
to neutralize hostiles

anywhere in the world
before they pose a threat.

This sound familiar to you?

Yeah.

Sounds like Hydra's
40 years ahead of schedule.

MALICK: I present to you...

Project Insight.

(APPLAUSE)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

♪♪

So, these folks
are secretly squids.

No, just a few
at the top are Hydra.

Most are loyal S.H.I.E.L.D.,
like Stoner.

Seems to me the joint is still
pretty jazzed about Insight.

They think it'll keep
the world safe.

Nobody figures
it's a Hydra plot.

Same happened in my time.

So the past is doomed
to repeat the present.

Any idea how Hydra
got Insight so early?

I got a feeling
it's the Chronicoms.

You sure, or is that just
a trout in the milk?

♪ Now, I'm not claiming... ♪

Trout in the milk.

Is that... (GRUMBLES)

Must be old-timey speak.

We call it
circumstantial evidence,

so yes,
but I like it.

The Chronicoms told me
if I didn't take their deal,

they'd alter the timeline.

Keeping Malick alive past 1970
must be the first thread.

You're saying the timeline
is already broken.

So I died for nothing.

You look alive to me.

But maybe you should've left me.

I could've stopped Hydra
back then.

No telling how
that would've played out,

especially with
the Chronicoms involved.

Looks like we have
some work to do.

Let's make the rounds,

get some intel
on Project Insight.

Keep an eye out for Enoch.

Oh,
and one more thing.

Keep a low profile.

You're kind of famous
among S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

You get made,
the jig is up.

Got it.
I'll stay off the radar.

Is that a thing?
Off the radar?

We still have that.

♪ We are all in this together ♪

Want to buy a girl a drink?

Well, pardon me, miss,
but as a commanding officer,

purchasing you
an alcoholic beverage

would be a violation
of HR guidelines.

However, uh,
if you need assistance,

I would be happy
to use my privilege

to flag down a server.

Agent Chastity McBride.

Deputy HR Liaison.

And I find your professional
decorum refreshing.

Oh, thank you,
Agent McBride.

I've

attended a number of seminars.

You're a good man.
I can tell.

♪ May not pertain to you ♪

That's why I was thinking
about transferring

to your division.

Oh, you should.

I would very much
enjoy working with you.

From a professional standpoint.

Professional.
Of course.

Tell me...

How close is Insight
to completion?

Well, not close enough.
I wish we could launch today.

I bet.

♪ Nobody wants to be... ♪

Uh, we're still
three years away,

but rest assured,

1976 won't just
be the bicentennial.

It will also be
a new birth for freedom.

(EXHALING DEEPLY)
Hmm.

♪ ...wants to be somebody ♪

♪ Nobody wants to be
like everybody ♪

My brother's so miserable
at these things.

If Nathaniel had his way,
he'd be at home

listening to The Carpenters
on his hi-fi.

Nathaniel.

So that must make you
Gideon Malick.

Guilty as charged.

(CHAIR THUDS)

You've heard of me.
That can't be a bad thing.

Uh, yeah, well,
everyone knows

you're in line
to be the next big thing.

Well, to be clear,
it's not nepotism.

Definitely earned my spot.

Definitely. Yeah.
(CHUCKLES)

Self-made.

But you must hear all the
secrets about S.H.I.E.L.D.

from your dad.
Mm, some.

Lately,
he's been locked up

in his windowless office
all day,

but, uh,
I'm in the loop.

But enough about my dad.
Let's talk about us.

Maybe you start
by telling me your name.

(CHUCKLES)

I actually
have to get going, so...

How about you stick around?

Maybe we could share
some secrets of our own.

Hi, sweetheart.

Who's your new friend?

This is Gideon Malick.

Gideon, this is...

Her fiancé.
Honey, I think we need to go.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Excuse us.

You're welcome for the drink.

Don't worry.
I'll pay you back later.

What was that about?

Long story,
but apparently,

Freddy's son Nathaniel
is still alive,

and he was also
supposed to die in 1970.

Another change in the timeline.

Get any intel?
No.

But I did get a clue
on where we could find some.

SIMMONS: Project Insight?

And Freddy Malick
is responsible?

COULSON: We suspect
the Chronicoms kept him alive,

but we can't be sure
'til we get a hold of Enoch.

And you still
haven't found him yet?

We're looking.

I'm sure he'll turn up,

and he knows how to contact us.

You know, if you have
his last whereabouts,

I can take point on the search.

I appreciate your concern
for a 30,000-year-old robot,

but Project Insight
is our priority.

Copy that.

I'll see what I can pull
from radio chatter.

Good luck.
You, too.

(COMPUTER BLIPS)

Malick's still alive?

So Daisy was right.
I should've taken him out.

It's not your fault.

You made the right call
to preserve the timeline.

No, to hell with the status quo.

Thousands of lives are at risk.

There's still time.

Insight hasn't even
launched yet.

But Insight is just the part
that we know about.

The guy's had three extra years.

Who knows what else
he's gotten into.

MACK: All of this
looks different.

These guys have been busy.

It looks like they're rerouting
power to something big.

Probably nothing good.

Let's take the Quinjet
and get back.

What, are you worried?

It's still S.H.I.E.L.D.,
just an active base.

You saw the man in blue.

The Agent in the throwback uni?

Well, hell, I thought
he looked pretty tight.

You ever see
a James Bond movie, Mack?

An underground base
full of men in jumpsuits...

Always a bad deal.

♪♪

♪♪

See?
Called it.

He mentioned
a windowless office.

Malick must be using this space.

(LATCH CLICKS)

(AIR HISSES)

What, have you been here before?

A few days ago.

1931.

He redecorated.

Whoa.
High-tech.

It must be his new base
of operations.

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪♪

Hydra won't be needing this,
will they?

Good thing about computers
in 1973...

No firewalls.

I have no idea what that means.

What are you looking for?

It's a list of targets
for Insight.

These are mostly
S.H.I.E.L.D. assets.

Wait.

Bruce Banner?

Never heard of him.

That's 'cause
he's just a kid now,

but in a few decades,
he becomes an Avenger.

Is that a good thing
or a bad thing?

It's a good thing.

S-So they'll do a bad thing...

Pick him off
while he's still young.

Exactly.

I'm starting to think
you guys made the timeline

worse than it was before.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)
We have no time to speculate.

Speculate? This is more than
just a trout in the milk.

There's only one way Hydra could
have gotten names from the future.

♪♪

They're here.
Time to go.

Hey.

Just wanted to thank you
for coming in tonight.

COULSON: Pleasure.

It's an honor
to serve S.H.I.E.L.D.

I bet it is.

Uh... sorry,

what's your name again?

Patrick.

Patrick Kutik.
Right.

And remind me,
where did you come from?

Uh, processing.

Systems Analysis.

It's a little bit
of quantitative.

Some days,
a lot of qualitative.

Have you ever been up
to River's End?

I just bought a house in town.

I can't say that I have.

Yeah?

My friends told me differently.

♪♪

Did you really think
I wouldn't remember you?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Those are Chronicoms?
They look...

Subtle, I know.

So, what's our play?

♪♪

We first met 40 years ago,

in this very room.

I've lived an entire
lifetime since then.

What have you been doing?

You should've taken our offer
when you had the chance,

Mr. Coulson.

Surrender now, and we'll go easy
on the rest of you.

♪♪

Counter offer.

Let us go, and the kid walks.

MALICK: You wouldn't.

Nathaniel's got nothing
to do with this.

He's a ripple.

Doesn't belong here.

I'd hate to do something
we'd all regret.

So what's it gonna be?

LUKE: Enough.

This ends now.

(GUNS WHIR)

Stand down.
Stand down!

♪♪

Sorry, kid.
It's nothing personal.

This is strange behavior.

I had no choice.
They have my son.

Get them.

So S.H.I.E.L.D.
takes hostages now?

Anything else
you aren't telling me?

(GUNS WHIR)

(RUMBLING)

I'll explain later.
Let's go.

♪♪

We got to find some wheels
and get out of here.

(TIRES SQUEALING,
HORN HONKING)

Come with me if you want
to continue to exist!

Enoch, you're here.

Yes.

As I have been
for the last 40 years.

Now buckle up.
(DOOR CLOSES)

Sorry we left you behind,

thanks for the lift,

and sweet ride.

Thank you.

Consumer Reports
gave this vehicle

a five-star safety rating,

and its fuel economy
is best in class.

(ENGINE REVS)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(ENGINE REVVING)

♪♪

It's time we change the rules.

So, Hydra's attempting
Insight in 1973.

With no Helicarriers.

According to Malick,
S.H.I.E.L.D. has a system

of satellites and lasers,

which, as I say it,
sounds really cool,

but it's definitely not cool.

And it explains the launch pad
at the Lighthouse.

Must be where they're planning
to send up the satellite.

Any idea who the targets are?

Well, we found a dossier of
mostly S.H.I.E.L.D. assets

Bruce Banner, Nick Fury.

Peggy Carter.

Picking us off,
one by one.

Not yet.

If we move now,
we can disable Insight

before it's launch capable.

Guys, I think something's wrong.

They know we're coming,
so we have to assume

the Lighthouse
is fortified with a battalion...

Guys! Is it supposed
to do that?

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

Simmons, what's happening?

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

We're about to jump.

Tell me you can override it.

I'm trying, but something's
messed with the algorithm.

How is that possible?

The Chronicoms
have changed plans.

They're jumping early. To
when?! Where are we going?

I don't know!
I can't control it!

This is our only chance
to stop Insight.

We can't be on this ship.

♪♪

(RUMBLING)

(PANTING)

(OBJECTS CLATTER)

You tried.

There's nothing else
you could've done.

How far did we jump?

(SIGHS)

♪♪

Happy 200.

Happy Bicentennial.

God bless America.

Sir.

We have the official
green light.

Project Insight
is ready for launch.

Well,
then let's give them

the biggest darn fireworks
they've ever seen.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

Three years.

How the hell did we just jump
three more years?

I told you, I don't know.
We can't control it.

Well, who does?!

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

Enoch.

Where have you been?

Here.
Where you abandoned me.

For 40 years.

Something's wrong.

Without you, I feel like
I've been... slipping.

Was I supposed to know
that we would jump?

I keep forgetting.

Jemma Simmons,

you are forgetting?

And getting confused. I

I'm not sure...
Have you told anyone else?

I'm afraid to.

But why am I afraid
to tell these...

Come with me.

Everything will be fine.

Why did we just jump?

Agent Sousa.
I'm sorry.

We're...
We are working on it,

but it's complicated.
Complicated.

Then explain it to me.
I'm a big boy.

Uh, we don't
f-fully understand...

You're in charge, and you don't
know how this works?!

Nobody understands
the time drive.

- That is by design.
- So you're screwing with time,

but you have no idea
what you're doing.

Hey. Back off!
She's trying.

That's not good enough!

You're playing with matches
and burning the house down.

Leave her alone!

Not until I get some answers.

Lives are at stake.

I was taken out of my life
for this.

Yeah, we all were!

We all were.

MACK: Listen up!

It's launch day
for Project Insight.

Hey, it's better
than the day after.

We move fast,
we stop that satellite.

How? The base
is fortified by now.

And the Zephyr can't open fire.
We'd give up our position.

We infiltrate on the ground.
May and I can sneak in.

With these.

We're gonna blow up the place?

We're gonna flood it.

If we can position
the charges right,

we can rupture some leaks

and fill the base
with lake water.

Which would set off evac
protocol and shut down the launch.

If we can't tell S.H.I.E.L.D.
from Hydra,

our best bet
is to clear everybody out.

Exactly.

We need the base empty

to preserve its state
in the timeline.

Hydra could be holding
prisoners.

They could get trapped
in the flood.

That's where you come in.

I need you to hack
into the security system

and get us a surveillance feed.

Once we have eyes,
we'll scan

and make sure
no one is left behind.

I'm going with her.

I'd rather be out there
working the problem

than in here where we disappear
at any moment.

♪♪

(AIR HISSES)

What about Malick?
We got a plan for him?

The waves won't stop coming

until we remove him
from the timeline.

Coulson said Malick has
an estate in River's End.

I want you to find it.
Take the Quinjet.

I'm in.

Malick's kind of my area
of expertise now.

Good. Find Malick,
and bring him in.

- And do what with him?
- I don't know yet.

We can't keep him locked up
forever, Mack.

We'll figure it out.

Just bring him in.
The clock's ticking.

♪♪

Had a feeling
you'd be back today.

You know,
I have the best view in town

for watching the launch.

That is not why I am here.

We need to talk about your
transgression in New York.

At the bar?

That was three years ago.

(CHUCKLING) You're still
angry about that?

Chronicoms do not get angry.

We adapt.

In fact,
you taught us a lesson

about human behavior that day.

Did I?
You were handed victory

and the power to eradicate
thousands of your foes.

Yet you would have thrown it
away to save one person.

My son.

I had no choice.

It only seemed that way.

The fatal flaw
in the human condition,

which you'll now
help us exploit.

Sibyl, our predictor,

has seen that S.H.I.E.L.D.
will find you here.

And when they do,

you will have leverage.

♪♪

Why not just put these two
on the list?

That would not be as effective.

We want S.H.I.E.L.D.
to reveal themselves,

to give up their position.

You will deliver this message.

Loud and clear.

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

♪♪

You do your thing.
I got your back.

I'm guessing you don't really
carry a piece, do you,

seeing as you got
that super serum powers.

Yeah, it's not really
a super serum thing.

Didn't expect
a straight answer out of you.

(GROANS, POUNDS KEYS)

How is there a firewall already?

(SQUAWKING CONTINUES)

Seems things just get worse
the later in time you go.

I think this is my last stop.

It's okay.
This is just a setback.

My software will crack it.

It just needs...
a minute to load.

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

Maybe you need
a bigger computer.

That thing's...
too small.

(CHUCKLES)

What?

Um...

What?

(CLICKS TONGUE)

What's that?

This is a phone.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

But only old people
use it for calls.

How did you do that?

Check it out.

Wow.

Wow!

Yeah, you look...

You look okay for a guy
who just aged 20 years.

(CHUCKLES)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Looks like I missed a lot.

I'm sorry.

This is just so weird
and messed up,

but the Chronicoms jumped,

and we had
to dive in after them.

Without us, it's...

It's way worse.

I get it.

Just

wish I could've said
some goodbyes.

♪♪

(COMPUTERS BEEPING)

Daisy's in.

We've got eyes in the base.

The doors are unlocked.

Coulson, May,
you're clear for entry.

(LATCH CLUNKS)

(ALARM BLARING)

I'm digging these
throwback uniforms.

Covert and fashionable.

Should get us past
the security perimeter.

We're at the first checkpoint.

Waiting on access.

Kinda feels like
back in the day.

We were good Agents together,

regardless of what
we became later.

Just wondering if it'll ever
feel that way again.

I'm wondering if I'm ever going
to feel anything again.

(AIR HISSES)

MAY: We're approaching
the hangar.

(RADIO STATIC CRACKLES)

Copy that. I'm working on
unlocking the next checkpoint.

Just give me a sec.

Hey, could you help
open that panel?

♪♪

♪♪

They told me if someone
poked around in the system,

it would be you.

♪♪

So happy you came back
into my life.

(SNIFFS)

(LAPTOP CLOSES)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

♪♪

(ALARM BLARING)

P.A. announcer:
T-minus 5 minutes to launch.

♪♪

We're at the second checkpoint.

Daisy, can you get us in?

Daisy?

Daisy, do you copy?
(RADIO STATIC)

Simmons,
I'm not getting a response.

Her signal has dropped.

Keep trying to reach her.
We're running out of time.

♪♪

(EXHALES SHARPLY)
You of all people.

Yeah, I didn't think
I'd see you again either,

but here we are.

Actually, I had a notion
that you'd turn up.

Just like they said you would.

We have a fine view
of the launch... moments away.

Hmm?

Well, I hate to interrupt

your otherwise leisurely
afternoon...

The launch isn't happening.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is shutting
IT DOWN. MALICK: That so?

Because I can't escape
the feeling

that you guys have no idea
what you're up against.

Well, then you can fill us in

'cause you're
coming with us now.

No.

I'm not going anywhere.

MACK: Cell blocks 1 through 6
are clear.

Any word from Daisy and Sousa?

Still nothing.

Do you think
they've been compromised?

Let's hope not.

We're less than 5 minutes
from launch.

We have to get Coulson and May
into position.

Is there some other way to
bypass the security gates?

♪♪

Coulson, May... new plan.
(COMPUTER BEEPS)

♪♪

General Stoner!
Wait.

Agent McBride,
is that you?

I never thought
I'd see you again.

General, I can't explain
everything I'm about to say,

but you have to believe me.

You cannot launch
that satellite.

Chastity,
who is this man?

Listen to me.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has been
infiltrated by a Hydra cell,

aided by sentient
time-traveling aliens.

STTAs?

Synthetic or organic?

A combination of both, actually.

(SIGHS)

Sounds problematic.

Well... this could take
some doing.

Exactly.

That's why we need you to
suspend the launch protocol,

and then we can...

Chastity, what are you...
(GRUNTS)

(BODY THUDS)

Hey.

I was getting through to him.

He felt otherwise.

♪♪

Sorry, sir. P.A. announcer:
T-minus 3 minutes to launch.

♪♪

♪♪

MALICK: If you keep fighting
the Chronicoms,

things are only going
to get messier.

We have something
you'll desperately want.

Will you quit talking?
Let's go.

It's time you answer
for your crimes.

The ones you've committed
and the ones you're about to.

The dominos are already falling.

Come on.

The Chronicoms knew exactly
how this was going to unfold.

They let you think that you had
a fighting chance...

(ALARMS BLARING)

T-minus 2 minutes to launch.

But they were always
10 steps ahead.

♪♪

And even if you figure out
what's going on,

there's nothing you can do

because the Chronicoms
see everything.

They see
what you're going to do,

and they know exac...

They see that coming?

What did you just do?

He's supposed to be dead, right?

Status quo.

♪♪

No.

T-minus 1 minute to launch.

(DEVICE BEEPING)
59, 58, 57, 56...

Charge is in position.
...55...

Mack, we're ready to detonate
on your signal... 54, 53...

Waiting on your signal, Mack.

♪♪

Mack.

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

Are those prisoners?

They're my parents.

♪♪

If Coulson and May
flood the base

then they'll drown.

♪♪

Insight.

We can't let it launch.

♪♪

Abort.

Abort.

12, 11, 10...

MACK: Abort. Abort.
(COUNTDOWN CONTINUES)

Are you sure?

Mack, this is our only chance.

Abort!

P.A. ANNOUNCER: 5, 4.

(REMOTE BEEPS)
3

2, 1.

Ignition.

(RUMBLING)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Initiate countermeasures.
Mack, are you saying that

I'm saying
arm the damn missiles.

♪♪

(RUMBLING)

♪♪

♪♪

(COMPUTER BEEPING)

♪♪

♪♪

Direct hit.

Missiles detonated on impact.

Insight has been destroyed.

But we just gave up
our position.

♪♪

White hair.

Round glasses.
Total "Mein Kampf" vibe.

You can't miss him.

No. Mnh-mnh.

No, Daniel Whitehall.

Daniel.
Cell block D.

No, I don't want
to see the old man.

I just want his instructions.

Detailed instructions.

Yes, genius,
I want them written down.

He had a theory

about transferring
enhanced abilities surgically.

I'm gonna find out if it works.

(COINS CLINK)