Previously on Heroes.
What happened? You tried to kill yourself.
I jumped 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?
I spoke 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.
Please don't. Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me.
You are not supposed to be in here.
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 a live one here.
No English, no passport, no American money, no ID.
How long ago did he do this?
Yesterday.
October 2.
October 2? No, pal. Today, November 8.
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?
I think I need to get something out of my locker.
Hey.
Claire,
be careful. Okay?
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?
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.
Sorry, I still have your dad's keys.
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?
Why?
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.
Sylar.
What is it?
Yet another question.
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.
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?
No.
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.
Parkman, I 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?
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?
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.
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 your junk. 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.
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.
Hello?
I can't understand a word you're saying.
Stop calling me here. You've got the wrong number.
Wrong number.
Hi. 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.L. wouldn't murder anybody.
Ever. 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.
Do you want to tell me why I'm still here,
or am I just gonna follow you around?
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.
Mr. Sylar? Hello?
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.
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.
A little light reading before bed?
Oh, my God.
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?
Keeping her in a safe room down here.
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!
You okay?
Simone, 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.
That's...
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.
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.
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?
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.
Did you put firecrackers in his head just for me?
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!
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!
Don't be a bitch. Let it happen.
No! Please!
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?
It's okay.
Is there a problem, Officer?
Mr. Linderman wants to see you.
I'm with my son.
So, I guess it's sooner rather than later.
To destiny.
Mmm.
May we recognize it when we see it.
To love.
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.
I noticed it.
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 I wouldn'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.
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.
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.
Nissan Versa. Nissan Versa.
That's a popular choice. Let me check to see if we have any left.
Nissan.
You're in luck. We have one left.
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.
Oh, what am I doing here?
Am I that desperate?
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?
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.
Turns around to the other one and says, "Holy cow, a talking dog. "
You son of a bitch!
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?
Ow.
You get it, right?
Yeah, I get it.
Good man.
You're bleeding.
What?
Look, what Nathan said, it's not true.
I didn't try to kill myself.
No, I know.
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...