All language subtitles for The Flash_S05E03_The Death of Vibe.English (CC)

[XS] As a kid,

there was a part of the Flash Museum
that always scared me.

I guess it's normal for children
to be afraid of monsters.

But this monster was different.

No one knows where he came from,

how he got his powers, who he is.

All that's known is his alias,

and the last sound his victims hear.

-[chirring on recording]
-But that's not what makes him scary.

What makes him scary is...

You never catch him.

We never catch him?

Supergirl, the Legends,
even the League tried,

but no one was successful.

Probably because he can dampen
everybody's powers

with that magic friggin' dagger.

Not all superheroes
are meta-humans though.

-What about--
-Green Arrow?

Yeah, he tried, too, once, but...

So, we're dealing with
a meta-human Jack the Ripper.

-Amazing.
-[sighs]

What else do you know about him?

Just that he...

-He's early.
-What do you mean, "he's early"?

In my history, Cicada's first victim
was a meta-human named Floyd Belkin.

And he never killed Gridlock or Block.

They're completely different victims.

Because the timeline changed.

Yeah. And now they're both dead,
because of me.

Okay, there's no telling
the ripple effect of this change,

or what kind of future
Nora's gonna return to.

We gotta catch this guy fast.

You mean, catch the guy
that future us can't catch.

Right. I thought beating The Thinker
was hard.

Guys, it's Joe.
C.C.P.D. needs help downtown.

-Okay, I gotta--
-No, I'll do it.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah, I got it.

You guys stay here
and deal with the meta serial killer.

Okay, guys, look, we've got this.

Let's just canvass some crime scenes,
interview some witnesses

and see if there's
any common acquaintances

between Gridlock and Block.

I have a plan.

You've got a plan already? [chuckles]

I know how to fix this.

[sirens wailing]

Now, nobody try nothing funny.

This baby is solar
with a zero carbon footprint.

I spent a week in the sun
charging it with UV A, B and C.

So you all stay put.

Hey! Hey!

I told you, I brought my own bags.

-Sorry.
-Apology accepted.

[man] Don't forget
the other kind of greens.

What the hell?

Fear not, good citizens,
Elongated Man is here.

[all exclaiming and laughing]

Oh.

Why do I feel like you're all
focusing on the wrong thing?

I just saved your--

Okay, if you're gonna...
Just don't put...

-[camera shutters clicking]
-I saw you post it.

So, your plan is to contact Herr Wells?

Yes, that's my plan.

I know in the future you guys never

bring in a Wells
to help you catch Cicada

so, if you want a different result
this time...

Then try something new.

-It's a great idea.
-Except it's not.

What?

It's a terrible idea.
If you're looking for cooperation,

trust me, this is not your guy.

He is just an asshat.

That was way harsh, Cisco.

-I'm sorry, I'm being harsh?
-Yes.

Go ahead, call him.

See if you don't get
a steaming pile of side-eye.

Okay.

[device chimes]

Ja?

[scoffs]

-The Flash?
-[scoffs] Wait for it.

-I love the Flash.
-What?

Oh, you, Barry Allen, ja,
with the zoop, zoop and...

Defy the physics laws and gravity,
always with some style and grace, ja.

Thanks, man.

Das Kind der Flash.
Child of the Flash.

Obviously you have
your father's moral fiber, ja,

and your mother's smarts
and classic beauty.

-Oh, my God, stop.
-[XS] Thank you, Herr Wells.

-He's so nice. [chuckling]
-[stutters] Don't thank him.

Don't fall for this ruse.

Clearly this guy is putting on
an act. He's a charlatan.

But you hurt me, ja,
you stab me in the back.

This guy who must be Cisco.

-You know who I am.
-Hey, don't be rude, all right?

Look, hey, I'm sorry, we need your help

catching a meta-human serial killer.

Ja, I have heard of this Cicada.

I got a message already
from Kinder Flash.

Unfortunately, I'm otherwise occupied,

-unable to assist you at this time.
-You can't?

Nein, but I have done one better
and called someone who can.

This man is a legend.

This man is the greatest detective
in all the multi-verse.

So, I've attached his coordinates

-if you want to look at them.
-Okay.

-Now do you see it?
-Got him.

-Good, ja.
-[Iris West] Cisco.

Cisco, what?
You want me to breach him here?

-Yeah.
-Hello?

I just got Benihana'd.

-Hurts a little bit.
-Sorry.

Why don't we just breach him here
the old-fashioned way?

Hey, man, thank you for this.
This is great.

Privilege and an honor
to help the Flash, ja.

Und Kind Flash, und Iris Flash, ja.

-Bye, Kinder Flash.
-Bye, Herr Wells.

[chuckles] What a nice guy.

What are you talking about, man?
He's awesome.

He's not...

You know what?
Let's just turn on the extrapolator

and get this master detective out here.

Bah.

I imagined your Earth would be colder.

Harrison Sherloque Wells
at your service.

I'm here to catch your killer.

[whispering] Barry, what is he doing?

[whispering] I don't know.
Maybe it's some kind of

-CSI kit or...
-[Sherloque] Et voilà.

That's the stuff.

And now we can begin.

-[Caitlin] Tea?
-That's right.

We've been watching you for 20 minutes.

You're welcome.
You cannot rush excellence.

This is a waste of time.

Thank you very much
for coming, Cumberbatch.

I'm sure you would like it
if I took my leave, right?

You could have more time to recover
from your recent heartbreak.

What are you talking about?

[Sherloque] The subcutaneous
under-eye bruising

which indicates you've been crying,

your flaky skin
which indicates dehydration,

probably from alcohol consumption.

Alcohol plus crying
can only mean one thing.

You have been dumped.

Wrong, Detective.
I have not been dumped.

-Oh, no?
-It was a mutual decision.

-Okay?
-[Sherloque] Of course.

Cynthia and I,
we reached a decision together,

-as a team, okay?
-Of course.

-And I haven't been sobbing.
-No, no, no.

In fact, I can't remember
the last time I cried about it.

-Excuse me.
-Just...

You are the resident speedster,
I presume.

-How did you--
-Who favors

stopping on his right heel.

I can tell from the wear and tear
on your footwear. It's uneven.

A trait that you have inherited
from your father,

although you do share a little bit
more body language with your mother,

who has been touching her left
shoulder since I came around here.

What are you hiding from me?

Excuse me? I am not hiding anything.

Oh, no, no, no. Yes, you are, but what?

You have touched it like

there was something there
and gone again.

Something removed. A tattoo, right? Yes.

-Perhaps from a former lover?
-Okay! [clears throat]

You know what? I think that
this Sherlock has proven himself

and that we should start finding Cicada.

Excellent. Let's find Cicada.

But first, the question of my fee.

-You're charging us?
-This service is not free, right?

I don't work for charity.

I can already tell the young doctor here

is expecting to hire me
for another case.

I saw you glance at your purse

and I'm happy to assist you
in that mystery.

But first, I think we can all agree
that a villain of Cicada's caliber

will require a substantial fee.

Uh...

[gasps] Shrap! That's a lot of money,
even when I'm from.

I'm very expensive,
but very worth it. What do you think?

I mean, we could sell off
some of S.T.A.R. Labs stock.

Yes! We have an agreement.

Yeah.

Do you hear that?
The sounds of these frantic steps.

We're being approached,
either by a tall sensitive man,

or a frightened baby giraffe.

I got a problem here, guys, and I...

-Hey.
-Hello, baby giraffe.

-Harry, how are you?
-This is Sherlock Wells.

-[Sherloque] "Loque."
-[Barry] Sherlock?

Sherloque. L-O-Q-U-E.

Sherloque. I'm French.

-Sher-loque, here--
-[Sherloque] "Loque."

Is gonna help us find Cicada.

Oh, cool, so you're like a detective.

[Sherloque] "A detective." The fans.

Who shall I make the autograph out to?

-"Hello, little baby giraffe--"
-Uh, no, no, no. I'm a...

Listen, I'm a detective as well.

[speaks French]

[Dibny] Yeah.

Ah, well...

[greets in French]

That's right.

Well, you're a detective.
What you have solved recently?

Most recently? I uncovered the case
of the stolen Chevy.

[Dibny clears throat]

Of Impala.

Funny.

Hmm.

Very funny, from the looks of things.

-Whoa.
-Okay, so I saved all these hostages,

and all anybody can talk about
is this picture,

and it turned into a meme and it's...

It's just, I don't think anybody
in this city takes me seriously.

Oh, there's 14 million people
in this city,

only 500,000 have reposted this.

Yeah.

So, uh, Cicada?

Cicada, yes.

I've reviewed your evidence,
and I know where to find your killer.

So, shall we? Let's get this done
before dinner, right?

All right, allons-y.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Not so fast, baby giraffe.

Look, two detectives
only complicates matters,

especially when only one is a master.

So why don't you stay put.

You can bite the leaves.

Everyone else, come with me.

[Sherloque speaks French]

[clears throat]

-You okay?
-Hmm?

Oh, yeah, I'm... [chuckles forcefully]

Yeah, I'm great. I just got shut down
by Jean Claude Van Damme.

You know, Cicada's not
the only mystery around here

that needs solving.

Hmm.

[Dibny] Yeah. [chuckles lightly]

[Caitlin] Mom, I know it sounds crazy,

but we think someone forged
Dad's death certificate.

Have you any proof?

No, well... Yeah, sort of.

It's complicated.
But I just thought you should know.

-Unless I already knew.
-I didn't say that.

It's why you're here, isn't it?

If this is some elaborate,
possibly nefarious cover-up,

it must be Mom's doing.

It's not like she's ever had
your best interests at heart.

You always do this.

I just want to know the truth.
I think I deserve to know that.

Is my dad even really--

Caitlin, your father is dead.

And if you care about my feelings
at all, you'll just let this be.

Thanks, Mom. Pleasure as always.

Don't become obsessed with the past.

Your father had that flaw,
it nearly led to his ruin,

even before his death.

I trust you know the way out.

[sighs] I'm sorry we came all this way
for no reason.

No, I'm impressed.
Your mom is a really good liar.

Yeah. I know she forged
this death certificate. I just...

She's never gonna tell us why.

We've hit a brick wall.

Uh, but where you see a wall,

this detective sees a brick door
with no handle.

What I mean is, I know
exactly how to get what we came for.

[whooshing]

-You sure he's in there?
-[Sherloque] I'm certain.

Now, your evidence,

while slight, was enough to build
a psychologic profile.

This is a man hiding in the shadows.

This is someone who's been pushed
to the peripheries of society.

And now, he sits alone,
waiting for the moment to strike.

All this, plus the sensor's data,

cross-referenced with the location
of his attacks,

and the profile narrows to one name.

David Hersch.

Nora's plan might actually work.

It will work.

[sighs]

Once inside,
you should find a small booby trap.

-[beeping]
-I found it.

I'm on it.

[Sherloque] Here is the critical part,

it's a decoy.

[rapid beep]

-Sorry, I got caught off-guard.
-It's okay.

[grunts]

Not so tough without your dagger, huh?
[panting]

We got him.

[chittering]

[Hersch] That's ridiculous. I don't know
what you're talking about.

You don't got anything on me.

-Well, he sounds angry.
-Yeah.

Forensics examined Hersch's hideout

and they found evidence linking him
to several anti-government bombings.

He's been doing it for a while.

-So we got him.
-I don't know.

But they didn't find any sign
of his dagger or his mask.

Dad, one CSI to another,

-look at the facts, okay?
-I...

Sherloque is the best detective
in the multi-verse,

his profile led us to David Hersch,

and we found evidence
that David Hersch is a mass murderer.

What are the chances
that this isn't our guy?

I don't know. I mean, maybe.

Come on, we should celebrate.

Okay, I'm gonna gather everyone up,
mix some drinks,

and we can have our first party
in the new lounge.

I don't know. I--

[chittering]

-Detective Joseph West.
-What do you want?

To finish what I started.

The meta-human called Vibe.

Call him here, now.

I can't. I don't even know him.

[Cicada] You were saying?

Yes. I mean, he helps C.C.P.D.

But it's not like I have a Vibe phone
so I can just call him up.

He's just a masked do-gooder
that shows up at crime scenes.

[weapon searing]

This could be a crime scene.

[Caitlin] When you said you had a plan,
Ralph, I didn't think you meant

breaking and entering
into my mother's company's files.

Wow. Reinforced steel.

It's times like this
I really miss Killer Frost.

Oh, don't you worry, Ralphy's got it.

Okay.

Yeah, almost there.

Hang on. Yeah, almost got it.

-Ooh! Oh, my gosh.
-What is it?

Lasers.

-[lasers zapping]
-[grunts] Lasers.

Holy schnikies!

Oh, my God,
it's like a Rubik's Cube of pain.

I don't know the code.

Try something that your mother would--
[groans]

Caitlin, please,
you've gotta do something.

Got it.

[exhaling]

You okay?

Nothing a gallon of aloe won't fix.

[groans]

Look for the name "Thomas Snow."

[huffs]

Jackpot.

[chuckles]

What is that?

[Caitlin] It's a game
my dad and I used to play.

He would teach me the periodic table,

but he would let me make up my own
fictional compounds and elements.

Neuronium?

He used to say
it's what made us so smart.

[chuckles]

We used to have so much fun together.

Catching bugs in the backyard,

looking at constellations
through a telescope we built and...

He taught me so much
about science and life.

[Dibny] Maybe he still has something
left to teach you.

-What is it?
-It's a letter from my dad,

saying goodbye.

It's a suicide note.

[music playing]

Alcohol. Thank you very much. Merci.
Ah.

-There he is.
-Hey.

-Dad, we're all set to celebrate--
-No, hey, um...

Actually, Hersch isn't Cicada.

[Nora] What?

-Wait, he has to be.
-No, I checked Cicada's boot print

from both the Block
and Gridlock crime scenes,

and it's three sizes
larger than Hersch's. It's not him.

Oh, no, of course it's him.
It's always Hersch.

Every time I capture Cicada,
it's always the same man.

Wait a minute,
you've caught this guy before?

Thirty-seven times.
I've captured 37 Cicadas,

37 different Earths.

And every time I try to capture him,

the trail always leads back
to that Earth's David Hersch.

So, this psychological profile
that you created,

you just made it up.

Not the first time, nor the next 36.

Then I just trot it out there,
you know, to impress the client.

And then, [snaps fingers]
skip to the end.

And here I thought
you were just a bad detective.

But you're not a bad detective,
you're just a lazy one.

[speaks French]

I'm not lazy, I'm efficient, right?

-Look, anyway, that's not the--
-Ow!

All right. The point is simply that

there's no reason
for the Cicada of this Earth

to be anyone other than David Hersch.

Well, there may be one reason.

What is that?

The timeline.

Yeah, since Nora got here,
things have changed a bit.

Oh, man, you must...
How can you not tell me this?

How am I expected to operate

when you don't give me
all the variables?

I don't know. But what we can expect
is a refund.

-So...
-Yeah.

No, well, that money's long gone.

What do you mean, "it's gone"?
You spent all that money in one day?

-Right.
-On what?

My ex-wife-es. Ex-wives.

Seven marriages, five wives,
lots of alimony.

That is not the point. The point is
simply, this is not my fault.

It's your fault. She is to blame.
Timeline variance.

[gasps]

Dad.

You're not gonna let Hersch
off the hook because of a boot print.

He's a meta.
How do we know what this guy can do?

That's the other thing.

Hersch has no dark matter readings.
He's not a meta.

All right, remember,
from one CSI to another,

we have to look at the facts. Right?

-We got the wrong guy.
-No, not this time.

You know what we should do?

We should throw him in The Pipeline
for safekeeping, until he talks.

-I'm gonna go get him.
-Hey, what are you... No, you're not.

We're not gonna kidnap a suspect
in police custody.

If you don't see what's wrong
with that, you can sit this one out.

Well, guess we're back to square one
with Cicada.

[Iris West] Yeah.

Let's hope it's not too late
to save his next victim.

[soft chirring]

[Cicada] You have a lovely family,
Detective West.

By not giving me what I want,
by putting your life in danger,

you're gambling their future with you.

If you knew what I know,

you'd cherish them more.

I'm not luring Vibe into a death trap.

You can threaten me all you want,
I'm not afraid.

[Cicada] I believe you.

But you should be.

[groaning]

Still swirling around up there?

I just don't get Nora.

I mean, I thought our training
was sinking in.

She defeated Block, I thought
she was really making progress.

And next thing you know,
she wants to break into C.C.P.D.

and kidnap a suspect in police custody?

I mean, it's like
she wants to make Hersch Cicada.

Barry, you really don't get
why she's obsessed?

-Wait, should I?
-Think about it.

She's been hearing about
the ripple effects on the timeline

since she got here.

And at first,
they were relatively small,

-but now, Cicada and...
-It's not so small.

He's one of the worst serial killers
in history,

and now, because of Nora,
he's here early.

And an entirely different person.

With an entirely different set
of victims.

That is a huge weight to bear
for someone

who just wanted to spend time
with the dad she never knew.

She feels really guilty, Barry.

She wants to try to fix her mistakes,
whatever that takes.

Sounds like another speedster
I know, actually.

-[chuckles softly]
-[cell phone chimes]

Nora says there's an emergency
in the Pipeline intake.

-Are you sure that's...
-Sherloque, yeah.

What happened?

As far as I can tell, it looks like
he was in the wrong place

when this fusion cell went critical.

I think it wasn't placed
in its cradle properly.

-[Barry] Vaporized into ash.
-[Iris West] What a way to go.

-Shenanigans.
-[Iris West gasps] Jesus...

-I call shenanigans.
-[Iris West sighs]

You see, these cells right here,

they run in a redundant cascade circuit.

That's how they power The Pipeline
in the first place,

so if one of them blew,
they all would've blown.

Yeah, the whole Pipeline
would've exploded.

[Cisco] Exactly right.

-[Nora] Ugh!
-[groans]

Darjeeling, Oolong...

Tea leaves.

Barry, be a dear and check the building

for a weasel in a porkpie hat
about yea tall,

-smells vaguely of poutine.
-[sighs] Yeah.

[Sherloque panting]

Whoa. Tell me,

who died?

-Found him with this.
-No, that--

Of course, you did.
So you thought you could just leave

to another Earth without paying us back?

Worked on my fourth wife.

And my sixth.

-Same woman.
-Oh.

Okay, Cisco, maybe it's time
to have a talk

about a little place called
debtors' prison.

Mmm. Come with me.

-All right.
-God, you make me miss Herr Wells.

-Come with me.
-I'm taking you.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, it's just, um...

for a second, I thought
me inviting Sherloque here

got him killed, and I just, um...

At least that's one thing
that's not my fault.

Hey, I wanted to talk to you, actually.

Um...

I think I understand
how you're feeling.

Sometimes, our powers
are so extraordinary,

it makes our mistakes feel amplified,
especially guilt.

Yeah, but I should feel guilty.

[sighs] I've never messed up
this badly before,

and I can't stop thinking about it.

That's just 'cause you care.

It's okay, it's a good thing.

But...

[sighs]

Nora, if every time you make
a mistake,

you just rush in to fix it,
you're only gonna make things worse.

Trust me,
I know that better than anyone.

You just gotta have
a little more patience.

Take a moment, think before you act,

fix the problem the right way.

All right?

Yeah, okay.

Listen, Caitlin, I'm sorry.

-For what?
-For all of this.

It's just,
I felt like a complete joke

after that hostage thing.

And then, Sherloque shows up,

and everybody swoons over his
so-called "master detectiveness."

You were nice enough
to invite me along,

and I pushed you into that.

And I'm really sorry.

Ralph, this thing
you "pushed me into"

gave me something
I've never had before.

-Your first felony?
-No. Closure.

It may not be pretty,
but I finally know the truth.

And that means everything.

So, for my buck,

you're the best detective
a girl could ask for.

[chuckles]

Hey, you never told me
what the code was

on your mom's Resident Evil
laser grid of death.

It was my birthday.

[whimpers]

[gasping]

[grunting]

All this and not even a scream.

You've experienced pain before,

but not more than me.

[exclaiming]

No, Cecile, don't.
No, that's what he wants.

I didn't wanna do this,

not to a family man.

But I will.

Time to make a decision,
Detective West,

while there's still some of you left.

[baby crying]

[device beeping]

-No, no, no.
-[gasping]

[cellphone vibrating]

What's wrong?

[panting]

[grunts]

[gasps] He took Cisco.

Cicada took Cisco.

What do you mean, took him?
Took him where?

I don't know. They jumped into
a breach right when I got here.

But a breach
could take them anywhere.

Cisco, can you hear me?

[Cisco] Hey, guys, can you hear me?

[grunts]

Cisco, where are you?

[panting]

I don't know.

My breach fritzed out and spat us out

-in a forest somewhere.
-Can you breach out?

-[vibrating]
-[grunting]

It's not working.

[panting]

[gasps]

Cicada's dampening his powers.

Without a satellite,
I can't pinpoint his location.

I mean, in this state alone, there's
over 14 millions acres of forest.

All right, Black Forest and Ronak
are closest. I'll start there. [grunts]

We're not gonna find him in time,
are we?

Well, before you give up,

-what kind of trees?
-What?

In the forest, what kind of trees.
Ask him.

Cisco, what kind of trees are they?

I don't know. I'm in a forest.

[panting]

[Sherloque] What kind
of trees, little one?

-Pine trees, I think.
-Good.

Some of them have pointy leaves.

Ah. "Pointy." Ash trees. Of course.

[Sherloque] All right, now,
I need you to hold your breath.

What? Why?

Because I need to hear
the forest. So...

[shushing]

[crickets chirping on communicator]

Crickets. Do you hear this?

Assuming there's field crickets,
they live in the soil...

Anyway, cross-reference
field crickets

with a high concentration
of pine trees, ash trees,

in an open field and you have...

-Kolins Woods.
-[The Flash] On my way.

[gasps]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[Iris West] Barry, you've got
to get out of there!

[grunts]

We have to help him!

[grunts]

Barry!

[Barry] See, it takes time
to hone your skills, Nora.

You can't just skip rungs on the ladder,

jump right to the big stuff.

That's not how it works.

Take a moment, think before you act,

fix the problem the right way.

I got it. I can fix this.

I've thought this through.
I won't mess it up this time.

I promise.

I trust you.

Go.

[panting]

All these years
that Central City spent

defending metas
instead of ending them.

Those days end now,

starting with you.

[groaning]

[panting]

Use this.

Hey, Michael Myers, dampen this.

[yells]

-No. No, no, no.
-[beeping]

Cisco's gone.

Oh, my...

[groaning]

[rapid beeping]

[panting]

Cisco?

[breathing heavily]

[panting]

He's alive.

He's alive.

Hey! Hey!

[grunting]

Sorry.

Your daughter.

She remembered there's
more than one way to open a breach.

I figured Cicada wouldn't give up
until Vibe was dead,

so, we gave him what he wanted.

Thanks, fangirl.
You saved my life.

-I did good?
-You did great.

It's almost like you're really dead.

Yeah. I almost really was.

[sighs]

How the hell are we gonna catch
this guy?

Not with our powers.
We know that at least.

[Sherloque] We don't know
much else, either.

Variations in the timeline,
they've shifted the elements,

complicated the equation now.

Not all those elements
are bad, though.

You could be the new element
that saves us.

You could be the reason
we catch Cicada.

I must admit, I mean,

Ms. Nora here pulled the rug
right under from Cicada.

Oof! [speaking French]

Very impressive.

Yeah, that's the only fake death
we're gonna see around here

'cause you're sticking around
until you pay us back every cent.

Well, I have to say, the prospect of
another mystery with Cicada

puts a little pep in my step.

Also, that breach device you use
to get in and out of places,

I suppose that's
under lock and key right now.

That's at the bottom of the ocean
as far as you're concerned.

Well, then, I'm staying! Great!

Of course, you are.
I'm watching you, Holmes.

Yes, yes, yes. Well,
you'll learn a lot. Good for you.

Ow!

-Right. Shall we, sidekick?
-I will side-kick your face.

Something tells me those two
are gonna be just great friends.

So, you guys up for
a family dinner night?

-Sure.
-Yeah.

And then, maybe after, we could
help you move into the loft?

I know you've been
kind of cooped up here,

and now that Sherloque
is gonna need a place to stay,

I thought you could crash with us.

I think it's a great idea. Nora?

Okay, thanks. Yeah, thanks.

-Let me get my purse.
-Okay.

This'll be good.

I think it could be just the thing
to bring you two closer together.

I really hope so.

Hey.

I'm taking Cisco out for some drinks
in memorium of Vibe.

-You wanna come?
-I'm okay, but thank you.

Anything you wanna talk about?

My dad wasn't really
the letter-writing type.

I feel like he would've found
some other way to tell me.

No luck with his work notes?

No, I mean, these molecular models
are gibberish.

There's gaps everywhere, and some
of these compounds don't even exist.

It's like his mind
was the first to go.

But maybe I should just listen
to my mom and forget about the past.

Well,

you left this behind.

Sometimes the past
is worth remembering.

Thank you.

[sighs]

They don't exist
because they're not supposed to.

So, this is all I could remember
about Cicada.

-It's not much, but...
-No, no, no, this is great.

I mean, every little bit we get
helps build a profile on him.

I will comb over this in the morning.

You should go be with Cecile
right now.

Feel better.

Wait, there's one more thing.

He made these comments about family,
and cherishing them.

And then, the way he picked up
Jenna's blanket...

And I got this feeling
when I looked in his eyes.

What kind of feeling?

I think Cicada's a father.

[high-pitched beeping]

Hello, Orlan.

Any progress?

She's not coming out of it.

Let me see it.

It's not healing.

Doesn't matter.

You can't keep doing this.

-You have to stop.
-Not until I'm finished.

[gasps]

Oh, hi.

Uh, I'm just looking for my purse.

I'm about to have dinner
with my parents.

It's on the chair, in the Cortex,
by the mannequin.

Right. Thanks.

Well, enjoy the couch.

Nora.

Can you help me with something?

I've been wondering,

you've traveled back
into all these great moments

of your parents' lives, right?

Some wonderful, some dangerous,

but most not as dangerous as
punching a falling satellite, right?

And yet, that is the moment
when you made the decision to act,

altering the course of history forever.

That decision,

did you come to it on your own?

Of course, you did, right?

No, of course you did.

You're XS and the temptation

was too much, I'm sure.

It was.

Well, please, forgive me,
you have a dinner to go to.

All right.