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

They call me
the Predictor,

but I simply read
the Time Streams.

Where am I?

Surrounded by Hunters
in our time ship.

It's okay.
We're here to get you out.

John, you mind if I take a look
at your arm?

It's just a scratch,
right?

What'd you do
with my parents?

They've been gone
a while.

Hang on!

Don't do it, Mack.

Where are you going, man?

Just need some air.

Mack!

Mack, we gotta go!
Z1's in trouble!

Agent Shaw,
I want a full report.

What happened?

Start from the beginning.

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

Try me,
and we'll find out.

Well...

Almost there,
little friend.

Boy, am I glad
you guys are open.

This thing
has been on the fritz

ever since last night's
power surge.

You're Chip Womack.

Let me guess,

you read the piece
in River's End Daily.

Actually, we went to
River's End High together.

Class of '68?

I'm Russell.

Ah, did you use to run around
with Fat Sack and Petey?

I never really
ran around with anyone.

Well, uh, imagine that.

Listen, compadre,
I got some big orders coming in,

and I'm gonna need
this puppy back, ASAP.

Capiche?

Capiche.

Who are you?

Mack!

Mack!

Mack, it's the Zephyr
it's gone.

It jumped away.

We're stranded.

I just needed a minute.

Yeah, well, you got
a whole lot of 1982 instead.

1982.

I was 10 years old.

They left us behind.
Something must have gone wrong.

Or the mission's over.

Coulson's explosion should've
taken out the Chronicoms.

So, I guess we won.

Then why would
we pit stop in '82

for all of five minutes?

That doesn't make
any sense.

None of this makes
any damn sense!

We can't understand it.

That's why no one
should ever mess with time,

no matter
how bad things get.

The past...

is sacred.

Listen, I'm sorry
that you've lost your parents.

If there's anything
else we could have
done differently

You could have
followed orders.

Who are you to take a life
into your own hands,

even if you think
it's right?

Ripples, not waves,
remember?

I lost my parents early,
too.

Okay?

And I still think about it
every day.

If you want to talk,
I'm here.

I'm good.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

We We need
a game plan here.

W-What if the Chronicoms
are still out there?

Maybe that's
why we're here.

You figure it out.

M-Mack!

You don't have
to go through this alone!

Alphie, Reuben,
don't forget your bags.

Where the hell
have you been?

Your store has been closed
all week.

I want my computer back,
nerd.

Can you say something
for me?

Close.

Okay.

Try again.

Hello, Sibyl.

Thank you
for returning my voice.

You sound like
an actual woman.

As I have always been
and will be once more.

Your b-blueprints

they're light years ahead
of anything I've ever seen.

They are simply
instructions.

Only after
you've made me flesh

will you grasp
my true capabilities.

Of course.

I won't sleep
until you're standing here.

I am confident we'll make
a perfect pair.

Hey-o.

Aren't you a sight
for beautiful eyes.

It's been too long.

Figured I had
to just...

bring the hang to you,
you know...

where it seems you've gone
full cabin fever.

But that's okay.

Maybe you'll write
the next great American novel

or...build a tiny,
little toy car.

Each its own achievement.

You know, I gotta say,

not the easiest thing
trying to find you

without the Internet.

I had to hire
the shadiest dude.

He was some guy
named Cricket.

It's like, come on.

Oh. Yeah.

Thought maybe you'd want
to kick the ball around,

go down to the park,
get some fresh air or something.

Oh.

Think you accidentally threw it
out into the front yard,

but I'll get it.

Meet me out here!
We can play a quick

Hey, Mack!

It's New Year's Eve!

I thought you might
want to celebrate!

Well, I left some goodies
by the door for you.

Happy 1983, bud!

I'll see you soon!

Brought you some flowers.

You know,
to mark the occasion.

A truly human gesture,
which I appreciate.

It's nothing.

Just, uh, thought...

the color matched
your eyes.

E-Excuse me.

I'm looking for
a friend of mine.

Uh, his name
is Deke Shaw.

Sometimes calls himself...
The D.

Are you trying
to be funny?

Every person here
came to see him.

Lucky for you,

the band just came out
for the encore.

Thank you all
for coming out tonight.

My name is Deke Shaw,
and I wrote this song.

I'm gonna need a drink.

O-Okay. Stop right there.
A band?

I said
you wouldn't believe me.

Do you want me to finish
or not?

Can't wait
to hear the rest.

Come on.
Sing it with me.

You made it!

Ah! Gosh!

Bring it on home.
Complete the journey.

So, what did you think?

Feels like the crowd
really responded to
my new material.

I'm pretty sure
that last song

was from
"The Breakfast Club."

Not until 1985
it's not.

Right now
it's a Deke Shaw original.

This is just like you.

You steal something
from the future

and you pretend
you created it.

Oh, let's not bicker

over whether or not those are
actually my songs.

They're not.

Righteous set tonight,
Deke.

Thank you, Genesis.

Merch sales have been
killing it, too.

I can get you
whatever you want

T-shirt, koozie.

We even have
our own cologne.

It's called Tattletale.

I came by because your note
said it was important,

but it's really
because you wanted me to see

your stupid cover band.

Good.
Then it worked.

This isn't
a cover band.

The band is a cover...
Director.

I want to introduce you
to The Deke Squad.

That's Roxy Glass.

She runs covert ops
and tactical.

Kind of the brains
of the operation.

Alright, y'all ready?

Tommy and Ronnie Chang,
AKA The Chang Gang.

Both masters of disguises,

not to mention
total honeypots.

Olga Pachinko
resistance from the Balkans.

Only speaks limited English,

though she is fluent
in the international language

demolitions.

And finally,
there's Cricket.

Cricket's
well, I mean, mostly,

we just really needed
a drummer.
Wait, wait, wait.

Didn't Didn't you tell me
that dude was shady?

Yeah, but that was
before I found out
he had a steady job.

Doing what?
Selling coke.

Although, I've never
seen him drink any.

Look, I-I appreciate the effort
you put in. I really do.

B-But this is terrible spy-craft
to be this high-profile.

Exactly.
That's the whole point.

Think about
the practical applications.

We move freely
from town-to-town.

Big cases
of high-tech "equipment"

are part of the gig.

And any strange behavior,

they just chalk it up
to drugs.

Like coke?

The soda?
I'm not following.

Deke, your friends
are a long way

from being
S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

But that's
where you come in.

We need a leader,

especially with all
the enemy chatter

we've been picking up.

What do you mean,
the Chronicoms?

Ix-nay on
the iller-kay obot-ray.

Sorry about that,
Atlantic Records.

$3 million doesn't even

get me out of bed
in the morning.

We can't talk here.
We got to fall back to HQ.

Please tell me
you didn't.

Of course you did.

What an honor
to meet you, sir.

We are really,
really big fans.

Well, I mean,
you know,

maybe one
is a slightly bigger fan.

Yeah, you know, probably
the one who patterned
his fighting style

after
Director Mackenzie.

And you call that
a fighting style?

Dude, you do not want
me to break out these
thunderclouds.

Yeah, my Doppler radar
detects a fist storm.

Guys, guys, just tone it down,
like, a lot of notches.

This is a top-secret
military facility,

not a party pad
for you and your friends.

Feels like
you're over-reacting.
Not even a little.

Coulson seemed fine
with it.

Wh

Coulson's alive?

Coulson's body
disintegrated

when he blew up
those Chronicoms,

but his mind
life data...

...stayed safe and sound
on a hard drive.

Now, I didn't have much
in the way of resources,

so...

...I had to improvise.

Coulson?

And not a bunch of
ones and zeroes

trapped
in a digital Hell?

I'd like to think so.

But admittedly,

there's been some
real soul-searching here.

God,
listen to this guy.

So humble.

You know he single-handedly

demolished the Chronicoms,
right?

Actually,
it cost me both hands.

It's good you're here,
Mack.

From what I can tell,
Sibyl's still out there.

Sibyl?

The head Chronicom.

She uses something
called Time Streams

to predict the future.

Yeah, but I bet
her crystal ball

didn't show a certain
Big Bang coming.

Am I right?

Shouldn't this Sibyl
have died in the blast?

You'd think,
but then again,

I made it out
on a hard drive,

which got me thinking about
ways she might have escaped.

Coulson's
found evidence

that Sibyl slipped into
the River's End power supply.

I've been monitoring
the local grid.

Every time
there's a power surge,

more of these appear.

So, you think
she's reaching out.

Any idea what for?

I think Sibyl's
building new Hunters.

Picked up that stuff
you asked for.

Interesting place.

Sibyl?

What's going on?

I needed to expand
my capabilities.

I've been waiting
my whole life for you.

Was I not enough?

You have served
a purpose.

You can't leave me.

Not after everything
we've shared.

I concur.

You know too much.

Ohh!

It's good to see you,
Mack.

I know this last year
hasn't been easy for you.

Seems I'm not
the only one.

You're not wrong.

Though it's been better
since Cricket

stopped playing his home videos
in my VCR slot.

Hardest part's been
not having the team around.

You must really miss
Yo-Yo.

I'm just glad she hasn't had
to see me like this.

Well, this may be coming
from a head on a UHF channel,

but isolating yourself
just isn't healthy.

You need your friends,

especially during
the rough patches.

Maybe you should think about
moving back in with us.

Team's
still gelling,

but they got
a lot of heart.

I was hoping you could sit in
on a training sesh.

Something I cooked up
that I call...

The Gauntlet.

Okay, guys.

All our training
comes down to this.

Yeah,
it's just...Mack.

I really want to show him
what we can do.

Don't worry.
We got this.

Thanks, Olga.

That means a lot.

Alright, team.

Let's do this.

Okay, Deke Squad,

beware enemy hostiles

and engage with deadly force!

Ready
for explosives!

Chang Gang,
go, go, go, go, go!

Nice work, idiot.

Olga!

Why are you using
live explosives?!

Nobody told me
we were shooting a video.

Deke really needs
to fire that drummer.

Okay, probably
not the best idea

to run The Gauntlet
right after a gig,

what with everyone
still coming down

from the adrenaline rush.

I think your problems
run deeper than that.

Don't give up
on us yet.

You still haven't seen
the best part.

No.

Designed it myself.

Chromed out blade,
almost zero recoil.

I said "no."

It's a bad idea.

What, are you kidding?

You think I'm gonna let
my Director go out in the field

with anything less?

I'm not your Director.

Yeah, Coulson said
you'd be reluctant.

You've been on the bench
for long enough.

The team needs you
to get it together.

That's not a team.

It's a bunch of losers
playing dress-up

led by a Peter Pan
in constant need of attention.

Look, you can say
whatever you want about me

I can handle it

but don't you ever talk about
my team that way!

This is you repeating
the same old patterns.

You build something
out of a lie,

you pretend it's yours,

then you surround yourself
with a bunch of sycophants!

They aren't sycophants!

They have my back!

And they won't give up on me
when the going gets tough!

Just like
I didn't give up on you.

I didn't ask for that.

You didn't have to,

because that's what friends
do for each other.

I'll leave you
with yours.

Oh, your drumming tonight
was so rad,

especially that song
before the encore.

"Here I Go Again"?

Yeah,
it's a bitchin' tune.

Damn it.

Better not be
the Changs peeping again.

Oh, it's okay, baby.
I really don't mind.

Ronnie?

Tommy?

Where are you two looky-loos
hiding this time?

Maybe we should just
go back to your room.

Can you please help me?

I am lost.

Oh, my gosh.
It's so cute.

Whatever.

Oh.

What's your name,
sweetie?

My name is Dumb Robot.

Beep, boop, boop.
Turd.

You should not
have patronized me.

Hey, hold up.

I said "hold up."

I don't need a lecture
right now.

No, you need
an ass-kicking.

That was not cool.

Yeah, well,
that's between me and Deke.

Maybe, but he's my buddy,
and yours, too,

the way he's always
going on about you.

"Mack's
such a great guy.

Best leader
any team could have."

Man, did he have you
pegged wrong.

Well,
sorry to disappoint.

It's not me
you should feel sorry for.

It's that kid of yours.

What did you say?

Don't play dumb.

He looks just like you.

Even has your name.

How do you know about him?

Deke checks in on him
every couple weeks,

brings him and his brother
school supplies, toys,

even got 'em a drum kit.

I didn't know.

'Course not.

You left that kid.

What do you care?

What's that robot
doing here?

Oh, not again.

Take cover!

Exterminate!

I'm sorry you guys
had to hear that.

Hey,
it's no biggie.

We don't need Mack anyway.

Yes, we do.

Every team
needs a good leader,

and I'm...

I'm just too much
of a dreamer.

We can just, you know,
focus on the music,

uh, work on
your new material.

I didn't write
those songs, Ronnie.

Not even
"Walk Like an Egyptian"?

Mack's right.

I'm a fraud.

Cricket's dead!

It murdered him!

Cricket?!

But Cricket was a saint.
Who would ever murder him?

Can you please help me?

I am lost.

I think it's a trick.

Olga, be careful!

Deke was right.

About what?
Gun-toting robots?

He and Coulson believe Sibyl
was building an army.

So, you've encountered
these things before?

Yeah.

They killed
my parents.

I'm sorry.

Me, too.

But somewhere, somehow,

someone's gonna pay.

You mean the robots?
Yeah. Yeah, the robots.

That's
That's what I meant. Yeah.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Remember the good times.

Can you please help...me...

You came back.

I never should've left.

There are more robots
still out there.

Oh, yeah.
No, I know.

Cursed machines
will not lick defeat

unless we slay
head robot.

I-I think you mean
taste defeat,

but props on the English.

You're really
making strides, Olga.

Hey, a-any ideas
what to do next?

Yeah.

A few.

If your team will have me.

You find anything?

No robots on this floor.

And we have no idea
where they went.

Though I'd like
to be included

in the planning circle
first.

Feeling really
left out here.

Sorry.

I've been
trying to figure out

why Sibyl
would attack the base.

There have to be better ways
to take out S.H.I.E.L.D.,

especially if you know
which threads to pull.

Unless she no longer
has the tools.

Which means the Time Stream
must be here on the base.

Now that
we've established a motive,

any idea on
how to eliminate them?

I think it's time
we add a new wrinkle

to that Gauntlet
of yours.

You and I got a score to settle,
Short Circuit.

Roxy!

Hey, Lug-Nuts...

...say hello
to the Deke Squad.

That was
so badass.

I know, Ronnie.

I know.

Looks like more metal
for the scrap heap.

your Agent Coulson managed
to catch me by surprise.

Sibyl.

This time, I've made
the necessary preparations.

Lasers!

Up ahead!

Right here.

Lasers.
No, not lasers.

I-I've always been
a total coward.

Sorry, D!
Hope you don't die!

What now?

I want you to throw this
at the Sibyl-Bot.

But it's not rigged
to a detonator.

Not a problem.

Agent Shaw, can you create
a distraction?

Oh, this Peter Pan's

an attention-grabbing
son of a bitch.

Hey!

Surrender now, and I promise
not to make a Speak & Spell

out of your
spare parts.

'Cause that would probably be
embarrassing for a robot.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

You okay?
Oh.

Yeah. Hoo.

That's not even the worst rash
I've had this year.

Nice work, D.

Thanks...

Mack Daddy.

Nope.
Roger that.

To our first
S.H.I.E.L.D. mission.

Mm-hmm.

We're We're not worthy
of your team.

Or your band.

Come on, Ronnie.

I...I knew all about
your fear of lasers.

And, Tommy, just 'cause
you're a bit of a coward

doesn't mean
I don't love you.

Of course I want you guys
on the team.

Come here.

I've been over
every square inch.

Sibyl's nowhere
to be found.

Sibyl must have
gotten them out somehow.

Which means
she's still alive.

Okay.
So, what happens next?

Kick back, relax,
and wait for the Zephyr?

There's something you and I
need to take care of.

Last semester,
you got straight A's,

you racked up the high score
on Ms. Pac-Man...
Mm.

...and you cried buckets

when you read
"Where the Red Fern Grows."

Wh
That says between us.

Not making
any promises.

Uncle Marcus' car
looks nicer than I remember.

You don't say.

How are Reuben and I...
doing with, uh...

You know.

Still hard.

I mean,
they were your parents.

I don't think that pain
ever goes away completely.

But every day's
a little easier,

and your Uncle Marcus
has been great.

I think
that you and Reuben

are even closer
in this timeline.

Do it.

It's gonna help.

Now, remember,

y-you're just a friend
from my band, okay?

Yeah, okay,
but what instrument do I play?

I don't know.

I was thinking maybe...
harmonica?

Oh, what? Harmonica?

Oh, hell no.

No. No, no, no, no.

I'm a sax man
all the way.
Ugh.

Of course the big man
plays the sax.

Alright,
I'm into that,

but we're gonna have to get you
a couple lessons.

It's got to be
authentic.

You have 27 days
until it's time

to rendezvous
back with the Zephyr.

And I'll be
Standing right here.

That's the theory anyway.
Good luck.

Mack's okay.

We have his location.

Okay and alive
are two very different things.

It's been
20 months since...

No one should ever
have to go through

something like that
alone.

We'll be there soon.

I was worried
about you.

I'm getting better.

Good to see you,
Deke.

You, too, Coulson.

That's really not
the reaction I was expecting.

Simmons gave specific orders
to find your hard drive.

Said it was
our most important asset.

I might even
agree with her.

Did she mention
anything about

Building you a new body?

You'll just
have to wait and see.

That's cold, May,
even for you.

How are you holding up?

It wasn't easy,

but it helped
that I had time,

and I had friends.

These are
S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?

Come on.
Let me introduce you.

It's smaller
than I imagined.

You now have
the one tool necessary

to control
your world's future.

Well, lucky me.

Aren't you just full of
neat tricks, digital lady.