Original subtitles

Previously on "Manifest"...

I will go to the press

about everything.

Our expenses just doubled.

I know, and I've

got to get a job.

I'm on it.

Dad, what are you doing?

I'm Danny.

Thanks,

I can take it from here.

Never mind.

I got this.

Evie,

no you don't.

Can you hear me?

[ Indistinct conversation ]

Our son is sick.

He doesn't need you

to be a scientist right now.

He needs you

to be his father.

Jared:

Unified Dynamic Systems.

Everything that I am coming

across points back to U.D.S.

They are the ones who made

the passengers disappear.

And I know

this sounds impossible,

but Cal's fever,

I think it has something to do

with what happened

on the plane.

♪♪

[ Indistinct announcement

over P.A. ]

Really?

What else could go wrong

on this flight?

This flight

is not happening to you.

It's happening for you.

If it was happening

for me,

it wouldn't have bumped me

from my original flight.

Yet here you are.

Now we're all

in this together.

[ Indistinct announcement

over P.A. ]

Hey, bud,

how you feeling?

I'm scared.

I still feel him.

♪♪

Marko?

I think something bad

is gonna happen.

♪♪

To him and me.

Hey,

I've got this.

Okay?

I've got a plan.

♪♪

That's my boy.

I want to go home.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Engines roaring ]

♪♪

Hey!

So, you are under doctor orders

to chill out all day.

Okay.

Okay, and remember,

if you feel bad,

your mom and dad

can call me any time.

[ Laughs ]

Come on.

Let's get you a treat

before we get out of here.

I'll meet you down.

I wouldn't discharge him

if he wasn't better.

Better enough

to go home,

but he's not

out of the woods.

He's still feeling Marko,

which means

whatever happens to Marko

will happen to Cal.

Seems like

the testing stopped.

For now.

The passengers were moved.

There's satellite footage

of the farm being torn down.

But I know

how to find them.

How do we do that?

Follow the money.

The farm was owned

by Unified Dynamic Systems.

It turns out their

accounting firm is hiring,

so I applied

for an entry-level job.

Entry level?

Ben, you're way over-qualified.

They're never

gonna hire you.

Mr. Stone,

you seem much too qualified

to be applying for...

Junior Revenue Accountant.

JP Williamson

provides support

for 35 Fortune 500 companies,

correct?

That's correct.

We work closely

with the likes of Boeing,

AIG,

Unified Dynamic Systems...

If I could

get in their books,

I should be able

to follow the money trail

from the farm

to wherever they're holding

the missing

passengers now.

And what better way

to service them

by having someone

who is overqualified

and starving to get back to work

on your team?

It might work --

if they hire you.

It has to work.

Cal thinks

he's in danger.

And he hasn't

been wrong yet.

And it will cost you less

than hiring a guy

who doesn't have

a 5 1/2-year gap on his résumé.

[ Chuckles ]

♪♪

HR Rep: Welcome to

JP Williamson, Mr. Stone.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I think this job

is gonna be great

for all of us, Ben.

Look, I know it's not

the ideal salary,

but there's room

to grow, right?

Yeah, yeah.

And JP Williamson

handles the books

for practically

half of corporate America.

They have about

100,000 employees.

And now my husband

is one of them.

[ Chuckles ]

Olive: Yeah.

That'd be cool.

Let me ask.

Can I go

rock climbing today?

Hmm, sounds awesome.

Wish I could go.

Cool. Thanks.

She seem off to you?

Okay.

Full disclosure --

She is going rock climbing

with Danny.

Oh.

He asked me

if it would be okay.

I was gonna

talk to you about it.

It's something

that they started

when she was getting off

her anti-depressants.

It gave her a goal.

They were

training weekly

to hit a climb

in Acadia National Park,

but listen, if you are

at all uncomfortable with it --

No,

I think it's good.

First day,

can't be late.

Early shift?

No, I got to

swing by Evie's.

Glen called.

Beverly's not doing good.

Oh, sorry to hear that.

Give her my best.

Can we talk about

your plan?

What if somebody

connected to the farm

finds out

that you're snooping?

How would they?

It's the same as if I wanted

to snoop on a dirty cop

by joining the company

the N.Y.P.D.

outsources its payroll to.

Dirty Harry

wouldn't have a clue.

[ Scoffs ]

Okay, but you're a passenger.

What if word gets out?

They knew that

when they hired me.

If they were suspicious,

I wouldn't have

gotten the job.

Still,

I'd keep a low profile.

Of course.

I'm just

gonna blend in.

Flight 828

in the house!

Benjamin Stone!

What's going on, bro?

Ronnie Wilcox?

That's me, man!

God, I can't believe

I'm supervising the Ben Stone!

Uh, this is for you.

Can't get anywhere

in this place

without

the company dog tags.

Yeah, come on, man. Let me

give you the lay of the land --

and, uh, maybe you can tell

me what it was like

when you first met

the aliens, huh?

They were nice.

Smelled great.

Ha. Classic.

So, uh, what clients

will I be involved with?

Small bites, B. Stone.

Tier 4 companies --

the less-than-

$15 million-annually crew.

Just a heads up --

my PhD in Applied Mathematics

could be of use

for some of the big guns

like Boeing,

U.D.S. --

Tier-one companies are handled

by supervisors only --

red security and all.

It's a grind.

We kiss their butts,

spend half our time off-site

at their home offices...

Well, I'd love

to tag along sometime,

or if you need extra pair

of eyes while you work --

Slow your roll,

B. Stone.

Come on.

You just landed.

Literally.

[ Chuckles ]

Huh, this is you.

Little welcoming gift

for you.

[ Ben chuckles ]

Welcome.

Oh, and, um,

I run a little poker game,

middle limit,

you know, mostly our department,

some logistics guys,

I.T.

You know.

Take over

the conference room,

sling

a little company dirt.

If you want,

no pressure, brah.

I'll check

with my wife.

Brah.

All right.

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

[ Indistinct conversations,

keyboards clacking ]

Glen:

Thanks for coming.

Beverly could use

a friendly face.

How is she?

See for yourself.

♪♪

♪♪

Hi, Beverly.

Where's Evie?

Sure is taking her

a long time to come home.

I am sure

wherever she is now,

she's okay.

Will you sit with me

while I wait?

♪♪

Yeah,

of course I will.

♪♪

[ Cellphone clicks,

keyboard clacking ]

[ Cellphone rings, beeps ]

Hey,

you find something?

Ben:

Not at first.

My access was limited,

so I had to improvise.

♪♪

Funny how my ID

just stopped working.

It gave me an excuse to borrow

one with greater access.

Having trouble there,

my man?

Card...

Luckily,

my boss is an 828 fanboy,

so he was happy

to help.

Borrow yours?

Sure.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

That got me

into the system.

Saanvi:

And what did you find?

Something called S.P.

I couldn't get access.

♪♪

But here's

what I did get.

You've been hearing about

Fiona Clarke, right?

The big-shot professor

from the plane?

Yeah, Her face shows up

in half the 828 news coverage.

Why?

Because she's working for

whoever took

the missing passengers.

♪♪

Fiona Clarke started her career

in neural psychology,

ended up being

blackballed in her field

for her fringe beliefs,

so she shifted to spiritual

circles and blew up.

Huge online presence,

books, lectures.

And that was before

we all disappeared.

Fringe beliefs?

Like what?

Like believing

all of our brains

can sync up

to one another.

Like Cal

and Marko Valeriev.

Mm-hmm.

It's all neural connectivity,

pathways.

A computer alone at your home

is powerful,

but one connected to a network

is all-powerful.

The same could be said

of our brains.

Networked brains.

All her files

were marked S.P.

I don't know

what that means,

but it has to connect

to the detainees.

I mean,

maybe she sold us out,

had the passengers

abducted.

Maybe she's the mastermind

behind what they're doing

to the detainees

altogether.

Hell,

maybe she's responsible

for what happened

to the plane.

Well,

you can ask her yourself.

Tonight.

♪♪

Cal: [ Echoing]

No, not the red door!

[ Speaking foreign language ]

♪♪

Danny:

Killing it.

Hey, did you crush

that soccer tournament

like you're crushing

this climb?

Had to bail.

It was like two days after

the plane came back.

Oh.

I have another one

in a week.

Nice.

Wish I could see it.

♪♪

Oh, damn it.

It's all right.

Next time,

make sure that your knee is bent

before you reach.

I don't want

to do this anymore.

Well,

where'd that come from?

This morning,

you seemed pumped to climb.

Yeah,

and now I'm not.

Olive,

talk to me.

No.

I'm out.

Danny: Well, I'm not.

I'll be here tomorrow.

Why is

Ben Stone working

a low-level accounting job

at JP Williamson?

Maybe they need

the money.

I think we've wasted enough time

on his paranoid theories.

Yeah,

might not be paranoid.

Every single law enforcement

and intelligence agency

we've reached out to

has zero information

on those missing passengers.

Exactly.

I think there's

an off-the-books, covert unit

running the whole thing.

We just don't know

who it is.

That's what Stone

is trying to find out.

And I'd bet my house

he thinks he'll find the answer

at that accounting firm.

Shouldn't we trust

our fellow agencies

and not

some civilian?

This civilian just might be

on to something.

Hey, you free to come over

for dinner tonight?

Man: Here you go.

Lourdes would really like

to have you over.

Might be good

for you

to spend some time around

some friends for a change.

Not sure that's a good idea

with everything going on.

You being led by the voices

in your head to blow me off?

No,

that's just me.

Are you still

hearing them?

The voices?

I don't know,

but look, if you're worried

about me messing up again,

it's not gonna happen, okay?

At least not in a way

that affects you.

It's you

that I'm worried about, Mick.

The N.S.A.

is watching you.

♪♪

How do you know that?

'Cause they've been

all over me,

making sure I keep an eye

on you.

I haven't

told them anything,

and I never will.

Thank you.

Dispatcher:

All units be advised, 10-10.

Shots fired

at Enrique's barbershop.

Corner of Brooke and 20th.

That's right around

the corner.

Yeah.

[ Siren wails ]

Detective Unit Three

in proximity and responding.

[ Tires squeal ]

[ Siren continues ]

[ Tires screech ]

Yo! Yo!

Some tweaker just shot my uncle!

He ran off up the block!

What'd he look like?

He's got a red hoodie!

He was twitching like crazy!

I'll call a bus.

Where's your uncle?

Oh, man,

Tío Enrique!

Go get

some clean towels now.

♪♪

Do you have a pulse?!

Not yet.

Put pressure

on the wound.

I told him to give the junkie

the money he wanted,

but he wouldn't.

What's happening?!

What's happening?

I-I don't know.

I'm hearing a heartbeat,

but I'm not feeling a pulse.

Enrique!

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Come on.

Come on.

Save him.

Save him.

[ Crying ]

No!

No, Tío Enrique!

No, no...

[ Siren wails ]

♪♪

This was the last hot chocolate

in the break room.

I'm gonna deny

I gave that to you, okay?

Look, I don't understand

why he had to die.

I'm sorry, Carlos.

You guys were close?

See, my uncle took me in

after my mother died.

I was a sick little kid.

I needed major surgery.

I almost didn't make it.

He helped me get better.

You see,

the money he wouldn't give up,

it was

to polish up the shop

for me

to take over soon.

He gave me a life.

[ Crying ]

I know what it's like

to lose somebody.

You're destroyed,

like a building imploded.

But one day, slowly,

you will start

to build yourself back up,

brick by brick.

You finished building?

Not even close.

[ Door opens ]

♪♪

[ Door closes ]

♪♪

It's okay.

Take your time.

♪♪

I can't do it.

Yes, you can.

Carlos, this man is dangerous,

a killer.

We're still coming up short

on the weapon,

so he'll do it again

if you don't stop him.

This is the only way

you're gonna get justice

for your uncle.

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

People freeze up.

Panic.

Which one was it?

Second from the right.

No one's processing

his release tonight.

We'll talk to Carlos

in the morning,

and hopefully,

he'll turn.

Yeah, hopefully.

What is it?

I...

I don't know.

There's something

about this kid.

I need

to help him.

Have a good night.

Jared: Did you forget

about dinner?

[ Sighs ]

I already told Lourdes

you're in.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Sighs ]

Saanvi:

Mirror neurons?

This is heavy stuff.

No one really knows

the extent

of how

these cells operate.

[ Applause ]

[ Soft music plays ]

Your beating heart.

My beating heart.

We're all one.

Honey, we're home.

The kitchen

is a disaster area.

Do not go in there.

It smells great.

Lourdes: Hi.

All right, well, uh,

I'll go change my clothes.

Oh, my God,

I'm so sorry.

I forgot

to bring anything.

Dude,

you're not a guest.

You're family.

♪♪

Jared tells me

that this invitation

was weirding you out.

Weird?

No, what's weird

about this?

Still the worst

liar ever.

[ Sighs ]

We're gonna push through.

[ Laughter ]

He dunked it

from the free-throw line.

I can't believe you're such

a die-hard Knicks fan.

[ Laughs ]

I'm sorry. What can I say?

I'm loyal.

After 5 1/2 years,

the one thing

that's still the same

is the Knicks suck.

[ Laughs ]

Hey, why don't you have

a little bit?

I'm good.

I'll have some.

I, um, I haven't had a drink

since that night, so...

Michaela,

you're not an alcoholic.

You're allowed to have

a glass of wine.

No one's looking.

I'm looking.

Way to be a pillbox.

[ Laughs ]

Wait,

where do I know that from?

[ Laughing ] That was

Evie's favorite insult.

No, no, no.

Her favorite insult

was bitch-monkey.

Bitch-monkey.

[ Gasps ]

Oh, Bobby Tufford.

Oh, 6th grade,

Evie shows up to school

in heels, because she's Evie,

so Bobby Tufford decides

to write "slut" on her locker.

Ouch.

Evie catches him

in the act,

but when Mrs. Springs asks her

who wrote it,

Evie doesn't

rat Bobby out.

She waits until after school,

calls him a bitch-monkey,

and then beats the crap

out of him.

[ Laughter ]

She didn't want justice.

She wanted revenge.

Sounds like she got it.

Mm. [ Laughs ]

[ Heart beating ]

What's wrong,

Mick?

[ Heart beating ]

I have to go.

Really?

I-I have ice cream.

This was really nice, you guys.

Thank you so much.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Hey, we tried.

She wasn't ready.

[ Horns honking ]

Carlos, open up.

What do you want?

Same thing that I

wanted earlier --

positive ID

on your uncle's killer.

I told you

I wasn't sure.

Yeah, you also said that

you don't think you saw a gun.

'Cause I didn't.

We didn't find a gun,

Carlos,

because you

found it first.

You stashed it away,

failed to make an ID.

Soon enough, that perp's

back out on the street,

at which point you take him out

with his own gun.

You got no proof.

No, I don't.

I also don't have

a search warrant,

but I could get one.

And if something happens,

I now have

a primary suspect.

Don't do this.

Don't throw your life away

for revenge.

What life?

I'm all alone.

I know that feeling,

okay?

I also know

what it's like

to take someone's life

because I did by accident.

It haunts me

every single day.

I can't even imagine

what it would be like

to do that

on purpose.

Fiona:

Imagine if we could empathize

not only with those we know

but with everyone.

Would wars end?

Would -- Would poverty?

The potential is boundless

and our best hope to fend off

the looming threat of A.I.

When we learn

how to harness the power

of collective consciousness

with the Mirror Factor --

Checkmate.

♪♪

Finally.

I've been waiting for you.

♪♪

We've certainly generated

plenty of notoriety.

I imagine we could all

go on tour.

Thanks for waiting.

Speaking of,

you said that

you were waiting for us.

What did you mean

by that?

In the wake

of any traumatic event,

it's inevitable

the participants

eventually seek each other out.

So, it has nothing to do

with you experiencing a calling.

I'm sorry,

a-a calling?

That's our own shorthand

for some of the visions

and voices

some of the passengers

have been receiving.

Have they, indeed?

Why don't you

just tell us

exactly how

you're involved

with the government

secretly detaining

11 passengers

from our flight.

Forgive my abundance

of ignorance,

but detained passengers?

Detained when?

There are 11 people

from our flight

who still remain

unaccounted for.

Who we think are being

experimented on.

It's being tracked

in a classified database

with your name

all over it.

Who are

you working for?

And what does the Mirror Factor

have to do with it all?

♪♪

Well, uh...

Four days

after we returned,

I was approached

by a non-profit

interested in funding

my mind-body research.

They put me

on retainer,

underwrote

tonight's lecture.

No one mentioned a word

about government affiliation,

let alone

d-detained passengers.

What's

the non-profit called?

The Singularity Project.

S.P.

It's time

to go play some poker.

It could be my way into

the Singularity Project.

Ronnie: That's the river card,

and it's down to two.

We got Passenger Ben Stone,

fresh from

his alien abduction...

[ Laughter ]

...and David James,

an insignificantly small cog

in the I.T. machinery.

I'm sorry

you got to work with him.

Thank you,

thank you.

Think too long,

you think wrong.

Ooh.

He calls.

All right,

let's see them.

Turn them,

same time.

Oh!

And Ben takes it!

Come on.

Poker's a game of probability.

Math helps me.

Oh, another accounting guy

that thinks I.T.

is less rigorous

than math.

Dude, not at all.

In fact,

I can't imagine handling

all that data coming in.

You know, the security,

the storage.

Some respect,

finally.

Hey, you should see

some of these raw data dumps

from these

massive companies.

It's incomprehensible,

but trippy.

I'd like to, actually.

Hook me up.

All right.

♪♪

Hey.

How was the climb?

I quit.

It's too hard.

Too hard?

Huh.

Well, harder than riding down

Tait Hill with no hands?

You busted your lip

three times.

You didn't quit

until you nailed it.

How do you remember

stuff like that?

I'm your dad.

I remember everything.

[ Chuckles ]

Your mom told me

climbing really helped you

when things

weren't going so good.

Well, that's a polite way

of putting it.

I'm just saying,

you're great now,

so I'm a big fan

of whatever got you here, okay?

Okay.

[ Both chuckle ]

[ Chuckles ]

Thank you,

Dad.

Ben:

Hey, bud. Doing okay?

You want me to bring you

some breakfast upstairs?

I feel him

even more now.

♪♪

That man -- things are

getting worse for him.

♪♪

Listen,

last night I found out a secret,

and that secret

makes us so close

to finding Marko

and making him safe.

We're so close, Cal.

We're so close.

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations,

police radio chatter ]

You okay?

You ran out of dinner

pretty fast last night.

I had a thought

on the case,

and I wanted

to follow up.

So, that thought

on our case was?

Carlos is planning

a revenge kill,

and I think

he still has the gun.

Possible.

Let's get a warrant.

I went there

last night.

Please tell me

you did not conduct

an unwarranted search

for that gun.

No,

I just asked him about it.

Oh, you asked him.

How'd that go?

I think

he'll come around.

[ Scoffs ]

So much

for pulling a warrant.

You realize

if he had that gun,

it's long gone by now.

You realize that, right?

See, this is

what I'm talking about.

Those voices in your head

getting in the way,

making you go s--

♪♪

Jared:

I'll be damned.

♪♪

I'm ready.

♪♪

Diaz, we're ready

to make the ID.

Love to help you

with that,

but your suspect's

been cut loose.

Needed the cell.

We had nothing on him, guys.

Couldn't keep him forever.

♪♪

♪♪

Hey,

you ready to try again?

[ Sighs ]

I thought

you might've bailed.

I said I'd be here.

I'll never lie

to you.

I lied to you.

I never wanted to climb Acadia

or anything.

♪♪

So why did you train

so hard?

♪♪

Because I like

spending time with you.

Back at ya.

And it's no big deal.

Forget Acadia.

No, we're doing it.

Excuse me?

I'm not a quitter,

and I'm pretty good

at this.

Eh, you're okay.

[ Both chuckle ]

Well,

what are we waiting for?

Let's do it.

Okay.

Hey!

'Sup, Stone?

[ Laughs ]

I am gonna need like six

of these to offset last night.

[ Laughs ] Nice.

Hey, super excited to show you

our sequence systems.

I'm excited

to nerd out on it.

I actually took some

computer science in college.

Oh!

I'm -- I'm so --

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's, uh, not that hot.

Uh, do you have any

paper towels?

Uh, no, but I have

some gym clothes in the car.

Dude,

I-I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

I'll be right back.

Ugh.

[ Door opens ]

Ugh.

[ Door closes ]

♪♪

[ Keyboard clacking ]

[ Mouse clicking ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Want me

to send a team?

No.

♪♪

[ Elevator bell dings ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

♪♪

[ Elevator bell dings ]

[ Clears throat ]

[ Telephones ringing ]

♪♪

Ronnie: Yo, bro!

Yo.

Hey, excuse me.

Thanks for

saving my spot.

Yeah.

♪♪

So, uh,

what's the deal?

Ah,

just a rando spot check.

All the Fortune 500s do it,

Rip Van Winkle.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

♪♪

[ Cellphone rings ]

Gap in the line there,

Benmeister.

You know what?

I'm gonna use

the head.

♪♪

♪♪

What are

you doing here?

Corporate espionage is a felony,

Mr. Stone.

Where is it?

Shoe?

No. Thermos.

That's clever.

Thing is,

I'm pretty clever too.

♪♪

How did you...?

I'm a deputy director

of the National Security Agency,

Ben.

It's, you know,

kind of what we do.

Hand it over.

Come on.

You don't understand.

This data

can get me to the detainees,

which might be the only way

to protect my son.

This is not

a negotiation.

You can either

hand over the flash drive,

or you can be

under arrest.

You're a math guy.

Not much

of a calculus.

♪♪

Vance...

Vance,

you have to find them!

Vance!

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Murmuring ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

This guy's probably

long gone by now.

♪♪

Keep driving.

[ Heart beating ]

Go faster!

Go faster!

Is this

what I think it is?

Is it the voices?

It's different this time.

I can feel it.

[ Breathing heavily ]

♪♪

[ Heart beating ]

Turn left!

[ Tires squeal, horns honk ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Keys jingle ]

♪♪

[ Breathing heavily ]

Right. Right.

[ Tires squeal ]

What's it saying?

It's not

saying anything.

It's a heartbeat.

Maybe it's just

your heartbeat.

No, it's not,

it wouldn't -- it just --

Wait, it was there,

and now it's not.

It's not there anymore.

It stopped.

Stop the car!

[ Tires screech ]

♪♪

♪♪

Aah!

Give me the money.

No, get off me.

Give me the money!

It's all I have!

[ Bottle shatters ]

Man: Get off me!

Aah!

♪♪

[ Handcuffs clicking ]

♪♪

That might've been

your best yet.

Eh, I just think

we need more height.

Oh, do you, hot shot?

Seriously.

Like,

a legit simulation.

Mm.

[ Door opens ]

Successful mission.

Thanks for taking her.

♪♪

Bye.

♪♪

Grace:

So, was it fun?

Yeah.

♪♪

[ Door closes ]

♪♪

[ Gearshift clicks ]

♪♪

Danny: You're a good man

to let her stick with this.

She did great.

No doubt.

So,

how much longer?

I'm sorry?

You're training for a climb.

When's the climb?

Oh, summer.

Gotcha.

I'm not gonna get

in your way, Ben.

Olive's not my kid.

But I stepped in

when you were gone,

and I care about her.

When she comes to me,

I can't turn her away.

♪♪

Nice to see you,

Danny.

♪♪

[ Door beeps ]

We got him.

He walked

because of me.

If you hadn't caught him,

he might've --

But we did.

And when you ID him,

he's gonna go away for good.

[ Horn honks ]

[ Heart beating ]

I'm assuming

you didn't hear that.

The subway?

[ Heart beating ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

How did

you know Evie?

You knew Evie?

She was

my best friend.

Told you

I almost died.

Congestive heart failure --

I needed a transplant.

She was my donor.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Kaleo's "All the Pretty Girls"

plays ]

♪ All the pretty girls

like Samuel ♪

♪ Oh, he really doesn't share ♪

♪ Though it's more

than he can handle ♪

♪ Life is anything but fair ♪

♪ Life is anything but fair ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoo, hoo, hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

I'm worried

about Evie.

♪ Just as soon

as they turn older ♪

She's been gone so long.

You don't need to worry.

I saw her.

I saw Evie. She's okay.

♪ He'll come and sweep them

off their feet ♪

She's okay.

She's okay.

♪ It's only making me

feel smaller ♪

Look at that.

♪ All the hidden love

beneath ♪

Hey, bud.

Feeling okay?

Did the secret work?

Did you find the man?

Almost, buddy,

but it shouldn't be

too much longer.

I had a big

breakthrough today.

Then someone bad

got in my way,

but I promise

I'm not gonna give up.

You don't

have to worry.

He's not a bad guy,

Dad.

Not anymore.

♪♪

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Cellphone clicks ]

Vance.

Powell: I've got a team

on standby.

Anything you've got

off Stone,

they're ready

to jump in.

No,

I didn't get anything.

He was clean.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

♪♪

How's Cal?

He's okay.

You,

maybe not so much.

♪♪

I need to understand.

The callings,

what's happening with Cal.

I want to believe

there's a -- a reason,

but it requires

this leap of faith,

and I can't...

♪♪

I can't trust

what I don't understand.

♪♪

I don't understand it

any more than you do.

But I take that leap

and I follow the calling.

And I feel

a little better.

♪♪

For the first time

since Evie,

I feel like

I might just be okay.

♪♪

That's why I was drawn

to the boy,

to Evie's heart.

I had to know

that the callings were right,

that it is

all connected.

Connected to what?

To us,

to -- to each other.

That's what

all of this is for.

It has to be.

♪♪

Great.

You got a sign.

Where's mine?

♪♪

Ben,

when did Cal draw that?

Ben:

The other day. Why?

♪♪

That's Carlos

with Evie's heart.

♪♪

I think

you just got your sign.

[ Heart beating ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪