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Narrator: Previously on heroes.

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Ijumped and you flew up
and you caught me.

You jumped 25 feet to a fire escape.
I climbed up and carried you down.

That's what happened.
The rest is just crazy talk.

You understand?

Ispoke to a very nice woman
at the adoption agency.

She said they were going to try to
get in touch with your birth parents.

But you can't
protect me forever.

I know, and it breaks my heart.

I love you, dad.

This is Claire Bennet, and
that was attempt number six.

It really does break my heart.

Molly: Please don't.
Please don't hurt me.

Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me.

You are not
supposed to be in here.

(Grunts)

I didn't kill these
people. Sylar did.

You're under arrest.

What?

Hello.

Nice to meet you.
I love New York!

Mr. Isaac Mendez? Hello?

Mr. Isaac?

Freeze! We've got
alive one here.

No English, no passport,
no American money, no ID.

How long ago did he do this?

Yesterday.

Yesterday.

October 2.

October 2? No, pal.
Today, November 8.

(Explosion)

(Gasps)

(Digging)

Mohinder: When evolution
selects its agents, it does so at a cost.

Makes demands
in exchange for singularity.

And you may be asked to do
something against your very nature.

Suddenly, the change in your life that
should've been wonderful comes as a betrayal.

It may seem cruel, but the goal is
nothing short of self-preservation.

Survival.

So, if our team wins,

there will be a celebratory
bonfire where I need to represent.

So, it might be,
like, midnight-ish?

On a school night?

A celebratory school night.

So, is that the quarterback?

Who?

The boy that you like
right over there?

I don't like him.

I mean, he's
a very nice boy, but...

Yes, he's the quarterback.

If you really wanted to make
me happy, you'd only date nerds.

Well, it worked out
very well for your mother.

I love your glasses, Mr. Bennet.

Thank you, Jackie.

Rumor has it
you're a local hero,

pulled a man out of
a burning train car.

You heard about that?
O.M.G., does everybody know?

It was on the news. You told
half the school to set their tivos.

It's going to be the cornerstone of
my campaign for class president.

I'm running on a platform
of moral, mental,

and social advancement
through good deeds.

What do you think?

(Mocks giggle)

I think I need to get
something out of my locker.

Hey.

(School bell ringing)

Claire,

be careful. Okay?

(Both speaking Japanese)

(Grunts)

(Slurping)

(Grunts)

It'll work. We'll have the
fundraiser here and not the ballroom.

It makes me look
fiscally responsible.

Yes, it does. Pete, just
the man I want to see.

I need to talk to you. What
do you think? Red or blue?

I don't know, blue?

I'm going to go red.

The president wears red.

So, are you going to come
tonight? Going to break out the suit?

Have a couple of drinks. Rebuff
the advances of my cute interns?

Nathan: Emily.

Yeah, I'm going to
be there but, listen, I...

I tried it again. Tried what?

What do you mean, "what?"
What do you think that I mean?

Thank you. I tried to fly.

Would you keep your voice down?

You were there. Last night I
could fly. This morning, nothing.

I nearly broke my neck trying.

Well, that would have
solved one of our problems.

Yeah, so, I went to the library

to see if I could find
anything on human flight.

Huh, I came across
this amazing book.

Listen to this, "genes
determine obesity, blood pressure.

"Out of the
30 billion possibilities,

"one might contain the
potential for human flight."

This guy knows what's going on.

Chandra Suresh.

He's a genetics
professor in India. I called.

They said that
he quit six months ago.

They think
he's here in New York.

We've got to find this guy.

We've got a more immediate
problem here. What?

It's this woman reporter. She's poking
around into why you jumped off the roof.

Nathan, we flew.

Aren't you curious
how this happened?

Yeah, I want answers just like
everyone else, man. Just like you, okay?

But right now, today, I'm trying
to find a way to put a spin on this,

so it doesn't look like
crazy runs in our family.

I need to figure out why
this is happening to me, to us.

I've got responsibilities,
Pete. Okay?

I've got an election to win
and a family to feed, okay?

All right. So, what do you
want to tell that reporter?

I know one thing we
can't tell her, the truth.

(Mohinder typing)

(Door lock rattling)

(Cochng)

Sorry, I still have
your dad's keys.

(Mohinder sighs)

Maybe I shouldn't?

Sorry.

After being attacked,
every noise I hear...

I'm sorry.

Well, this is
macaroni and cheese.

It's what Americans eat when
they want to commit suicide slowly.

Your dad said mine
was the best he ever had,

but he was from India, so...

Thank you. You're very kind.

You look like hell. When
was the last time you slept?

All this work. I'm no closer to
understanding my father's research.

Well, what about the program
on your dad's computer?

Didn't you say
he cracked some code?

I thought he had.

The algorithm, it's gibberish.

Know anybody
who speaks gibberish?

The man with the horn-rimmed
glasses, he chased me around the world.

Madras, Manhattan, this
very apartment looking for it.

But this isn't anything.

Well, then
why would he build it?

It was always this way
with my father.

Every question met
with another question.

Never an answer. Only why.

Even after he's dead.

Well, what about the map?

The map.

The map is nothing until I can
decipher the principle behind it.

You know, if I could find
even one such person,

it would validate
everything he believed.

But I can't.

Your father had
a lot of faith in you.

My father only cared about
proving he was right.

He left his country, his
family, chasing this insanity.

And now I'm wasting my
life trying to prove him sane.

Where did it get me?

Mohinder!

I'm sorry, I'm just so tired.

Mohinder: Sylar.

What is it?

Yet another question.

(Sighs)

I don't know how else
to explain this.

I heard a little girl call for help. I
went to her. That's all that happened.

So you just waltzed right in,

found a kid hiding in a wall,

then pulled the name Sylar
out of your ass,

when only a handful
of us know that name.

(Stammering) It was like
someone was talking to me,

except it was in my head.

The voices tell you
anything else?

They want you to do things?
Rob a store? Kill the president?

It's more like I can

hear people's thoughts
or something. I don't know.

Can you tell me
what I'm thinking?

No, I really can't control
this. It just sort of happens.

Give it a shot, karnack.
I'm wide open.

You think I'm nuts or stupid.

Great trick.
Stop wasting my time.

(Sighing)

Parkman, [need this more
than you do. I need this.

No one believes in me.

Nobody believes in you.

I know what that's like.

How much longer
do I have to be in here?

Depends.

How would you like
to work with the FBI?

Zack: Claire.

What are you doing
running off to an away game?

That tape with all your attempts
at bodily harm is still missing.

Yeah, well, if someone finds it,
we'll just tell them you're some

visual effects geek who
did it with his computer.

Now, can I get back
to my life, please?

So that's it? You're just going
to go pump your pom-poms

and pretend you're no different
than any other girl on the squad?

Yes, actually.

But you are, Claire.

You are different.
Don't you see that?

Don't you see that
none of this matters?

(Stammering)
School spirit doesn't matter.

Being a pretty blond cheerleader doesn't
matter. It's not who you are anymore.

Who am I?

So what? I can crawl through a
wood chipper and live to tell about it?

That narrows my choices in life

to freak or Guinea pig,
in most cases both.

What's wrong with wanting
to be normal? You should try it.

(Bell ringing)

What are you doing here?

The door was open.

Isaac, you have to get back to work.
Your editor... the comic book is late.

You were taking them,
weren't you?

Yes, I'm going to sell them
in my gallery,

and with the money we can get
you straightened out, into rehab.

I'm not going into rehab.

I found all yourjunk. The drugs,
all of it. I flushed everything.

How am I supposed
to paint the future?

Nobody can paint the future.
That's the drugs talking.

Look around you
at all of these paintings.

Every one of them has come true.

(Exclaims)

And does that include this big one
on the floor of New York going nuclear?

Yes.

I don't know how,
I don't know when,

but I have to stop it.

I don't want to
lose you, Simone.

But if you don't believe in
me, then you shouldn't be here.

Fine.

You think you can
paint the future?

Paint one without me in it.

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

(H/ro speaking Japanese)

I can't understand
a word you're saying.

Stop calling me here.
You've got the wrong number.

Wrong number.

(Crashing)

(Both speaking Japanese)

(Apologizes in Japanese)

(Shouting in Japanese)

(Tires screeching)

(Shouting in Japanese)

(Gasping)

(Engine stopping)

(Shouting in Japanese)

(Both speaking Japanese)

(Grunting)

(Panting)

Hi.

How'd you sleep? Good.

Where are we?

On our way to grandma's house.

Micah!

Grandma!

Oh, my, you've grown.

You always say that.

I do. Yes, you do.

Hmm. Why don't you go on inside?

You look thin.

Look, I know what it's like
to raise a boy on your own,

to be stretched so far you wish you
could be in two places at once. I get it.

But that boy needs more
than you've been giving him.

He needs a steady hand and a
stable environment. I can give him that.

Why? Because d.L. Grew
up to be such a model citizen?

My son, your husband,

is a good man.

Recognize this?
I found it in the desert.

What's that supposed to be?

This belonged to one of the
men that your son murdered.

I took it out of a grave.

You know that all of
d.L.'S crew wore these.

D.I. Wouldn't murder anybody.

Even wrong.

He robbed Linderman and got away with two
million dollars, and then he killed his crew.

My son was framed, and he'd be rotting
in some prison if he hadn't escaped.

Besides, if d.L. Had
two million dollars,

honey, he'd be on some tropical
island some place sitting out his years

with Micah.

I want you out of my son's life.

Yeah, well, people
in hell want ice water.

It doesn't mean
they're going to get it.

Paulette, you have no idea
what I am capable of.

Matt: Do you want to tell me
why I'm still here,

or am I just gonna
follow you around?

Audrey: I need you to talk to
her. Find out what she knows.

Talk to who?

Molly Walker, the
little girl you found.

We're keeping her here
where it's safe

till we can figure out
what to do with her.

She's been through severe trauma, both
parents murdered right in front of her.

She hasn't said a word
since we brought her here.

What makes you think
she's going to talk to me?

Well, if you're really a
mind-reader she won't need to.

Who is this Sylar?
What's he doing?

I pieced a trail across
a dozen states,

all people impaled by
household objects, bones broken,

all without any traceable
sign of physical contact.

But only some of them involve
any mutilation of the head or neck,

so they don't see
the connections.

But you think it's all him.

I think it's going to get a lot worse
if someone doesn't go after him.

Mohinder: Mr. Sylar? Hello?

(Eden shushing)

What are you actually
gonna do if Sylar's in there?

If Sylar killed my father,
I need to know why.

Suppose that would have
been too easy.

Let's go.

No, all the answers could
be behind this door.

Eden: It's locked, and I'm
kind of trying not to freak out now.

So, can we please just go?

Or we could just break in.

(Camera clicking)

A little light reading
before bed?

Mohinder: (Whispering)
Oh, my god.

Eden: That map with those
strings, it's exactly like your father's.

Not exactly. This map has
more of them. Dozens more.

I know that guy. He's
running for congress.

His life may be in danger.

Okay, can we please go, now?

Not yet.

Mohinder.

Dear god, what was
my father involved with?

(Elevator bell dings)

Keeping her in
a safe room down here.

(Molly screaming)

It's him. It's Sylar.

Freeze!

Hey! Hey! Remember me?
It's okay. It's okay.

No one's gonna hurt you.

How did he find me?
How could he find me?

It doesn't matter. It doesn't
matter. You're safe now.

You're safe.

It's all right. It's all right.

Show me your hands!
Do it or I'll put you down!

(Gun fires)

(Panting)

You okay?

(Both speaking Japanese)

(Clearing throat)

(Sighs)

(Chuckung)

Shnone, hey oh, hey

I was just coming up
to check on my dad.

Where are you going? Aren't
you supposed to be in your shift?

I was just filling in my replacement
and saying bye to your dad.

What?

Listen. No.

I'm quitting. Why?

I called the agency and
told them this morning.

But my father...

Caroline is going to take
really great care of him.

But she's not you.

This is not what
I'm supposed to be.

It's not what
I'm supposed to do.

I can't really explain it.

Well, try.

Look, the truth is, I've been trying to
save the world one person at a time,

but I'm meant for something bigger,
something important. I know it now.

Thats_.

That's really
all I can tell you.

I'll miss you.

It's New York. I mean,

everyone runs into each other
sooner or later.

Maybe it will be sooner.

(Rock music playing)

Jackie: Flames were everywhere.

Oh, my god, I could hear
the poor man coughing

somewhere inside
the train car, but...

I mean, there was smoke
everywhere. I couldn't see him.

I was so scared, you guys.
I was really scared.

Nice effigy.

(Chuckles)

Thanks. I stayed up all night
stuffing it with newspaper.

I'd have filled the tail with
firecrackers, but that's just me.

That would have been cool.

Careful.

Stand too close and
you'll end up like that guy.

I'm not as flammable as he is.

Dale ledgerwood's got a keg
in the back of his truck.

Are you sure this is okay?

We're 30 miles from home.
Who's going to know?

(Chuckles)

Jackie told me you want to
meet your real mom and dad.

I told Jackie that
in confidence.

You do realize you were
talking to Jackie, right?

Is that why you're bummed?

The whole adoption thing?

I mean, you didn't like
just find out, did you?

Oh, no. No, no, no. They
told me when I was really little.

Why would you think I'm bummed?

You don't seem like yourself.

I thought maybe
something was wrong.

You don't know me well enough
to know when I'm not being myself.

You never drink plain milk.

It's always chocolate. You draw
mermaids in the margins of your notebook.

You put crackers in your
sandwiches to make them crunch.

And you're usually the first
person to laugh at a joke.

But I haven't heard you
laugh in a while.

Lately you seem sort of sad.

Have you been spying on me?

Claire, my goal tonight
is to hear you laugh.

(Firecrackers popping)

Did you put firecrackers
in his head just for me?

(Door opening)

Hey, you waited up for me.

Look, I know I missed
our therapy session.

It's fine. No, it wasn't.

I'm sorry. I was supposed
to call you, and I meant to,

but I had
the craziest day today.

You would not believe
what happened to me.

It was so strange and it was amazing
and I don't even know how to describe it.

Then don't.

That's it?

That's it? You waited
up all this time

so that you can tell me that
you don't want to talk to me?

Look, I really don't want
this to turn into a fight,

and if I say anything else,
it will.

I am really trying, Matt.

You know, this marriage may not
mean anything to you anymore...

What? It does.
Of course it does.

What are you talking about?

I just... I have a lot of
stuff going on right now.

So do I.

It was supposed to be a good
thing when I made associate,

and you were supposed
to be happy for me.

But ever since,
it's like you're mad at me

for getting what I wanted
because you haven't.

I don't mean to be.

It's just...

It's hard.

I can't do this anymore.

I wish he would just leave.
I wish he would just leave.

Fine. I will.

Wait. Just a little break.

Want to go back to the party?

No, I just...

I'm going through something now,

I don't know if now
is the right time.

You know what?

You just need to relax.

What's gotten into you?

I just really like you,
Claire. Don't you like me?

No, Brody! Stop!

(Grunting)

You're going to hurt yourself.

No! No!

No! Stop it!
What are you doing? No!

This is going to happen.

Get off of me!

(Choking)

Don't be a bitch. Let it happen.

No! Please!

(Choking)

(Grunts)

Claire.

Claire!

You haven't said a word
the whole way home.

The whole way.
That has got to be a record.

Are you hungry?
You know, I was thinking

that we could stop by that ice
cream shop on the way home.

You know, the one with
those ginormous banana splits?

Why don't you believe
that dad's innocent?

I mean, you should be
trying to help him.

I know that you want to
believe in your father,

but I know what's best, Micah.

They're going to catch him and
he's going to go away for a long time.

They'll never find him.

How do you know that?

Micah, do you know where he is?

(Police sirens blaring)

It's okay.

(Car door shuts)

Is there a problem, officer?

Mr. Linderman wants to see you.

I'm with my son.

(Door shuts)

(Crowd chattering)

(Laughs)

So, I guess it's sooner
rather than later.

To destiny.

Mmm.

May we recognize it
when we see it.

Tolove.

May we stay away from it
when it's no good for us.

You know, earlier today when you
were telling me how you'd changed?

Yeah.

Inoficedit

there's just something
different.

It's like a look in your eye.
A confidence.

There's something I
should tell you. Something...

I didn't think it was right to say
when I still worked for your father

something iwouldn't have
even said to you two days ago.

I've been in love with you since
the minute I first laid eyes on you.

Na than: Excuse me.
Everyone, excuse me.

I 'd like to apologize
about the rain.

If you elect me, I promise I'll
try and do something about that.

(Crowd laughing)

I 'd like to welcome
you all here

on behalf of my family,
my entire campaign staff

I'm sure that you know my brave wife
would be here by my side were she able.

The life-altering event of my father's
death is really what prompted me to

run for congress.

My father hid

a deep depression, an illness,
really, up until the day he died.

His loving wife,
his attentive children,

his loyal friends, we all knew
about it and yet he suffered alone.

As many of you might have read,
my brother, Peter, had an accident.

But what I have kept from
the press thus far is that

Peter barely survived
a suicide attempt.

My first instinct was to
keep his illness hidden,

but no one should suffer alone.

Because we're all
connected somehow,

everyone in this
room, you, me... Peter.

Everyone in this city.

And we need to
look out for each other.

(Crowd murmuring)

Nissan versa. Nissan versa.

That's a popular choice. Let me
check to see if we have any left.

Nissan.

(Both speaking Japanese)

You're in luck.
We have one left.

(Jazz playing on stereo)

How you doing?

Well, I'm...

That was a rhetorical question.
Just say, "fine," and order a drink.

Uh, fine.

Whatever you got on tap.

Do I have time to tie
another one on?

I don't want to go home to that
shrew, sucking the life out of me.

What's he looking at?

You're barking up
the wrong tree, pal.

Woman: Oh, what am I doing here?

Am I that desperate?

Man: She is digging me.

I'm in for sure. That desperate?

She's digging me. For sure.

What if I just disappeared? Would
they care? Would anyone care?

Wanted someone to notice I was gone.
Would anybody care? Would anybody care?

(Jumbled voices chattering)

(Silence)

(Balls clacking on pool table)

We were in the apartment.
We saw everything.

Want to tell me what
you were doing in there?

Please, just follow me.

I believe this man
Sylar killed my father.

He has a list of targets, including a
man who was running for congress.

(Thunder rumbling)

Nathan: Turns around to the other
one and says, "holy cow, a talking dog."

(Grunts)

Peter: You son of a bitch!

(Groans)

Let him go.

Easy, Pete, that's our
mother you're talking about.

There was no reporter
on my story!

Yeah, there would
have been eventually.

I had to take control of things before
something happened. Do you understand?

You get it, right?

Yeah, I get it.

Good man.

(Thunder rumbling)

Simone: You're bleeding.

What?

Look, what Nathan said,
it's not true.

I didn't try to kill myself.

No, I know.

Mohinder: This force,
evolution, is not sentimental.

Like the earth itself, it knows only
hard facts of life's struggle with death.

All you can do is hope and trust that
when you've served its needs faithfully,

there may still
remain some glimmer

of the life you once knew.

Holy...