[Wedeck reading]
On March 15th, 2010,
you are going to be murdered.
Your briefing. Did it say who killed me?
I have to end this call now.
-My daughter's alive. -Hi, Dad.
She saw something she shouldn't have...
and got in trouble with Jericho.
The second that Jericho knows that I'm still alive,
they'll find me, and they'll kill me.
NSA finally sent back a new rendering of Suspect Zero.
-What's that on his hand? -That looks like a ring.
This morning I was thinking about committing suicide.
Oh, my God.
Everything's changed for me now.
-Who's the woman? -She was in my vision.
-In my flash-forward, I saw this symbol. -It's a Japanese letter.
-What's it mean? -"Believe."
[man] See there,
there...
[typing]
and there.
It's metastasized.
To the liver.
And no sign of it in the lungs or bones?
No.
Look, we hoped this treatment would have stopped the growth.
It doesn't seem to have had an effect.
What about hormone therapy?
Bryce, you're stage four.
It's not likely to do much except make you feel lousy.
I...
I feel all right now.
That's not atypical for this type of cancer.
I'm gonna be straight with you, Bryce.
We're running out of options.
We could try another round of Chemo.
I have patients at this point who have gotten into clinical trials.
How long have I got?
[horn honking]
[honks twice]
[man] Come on!
[starts engine]
[crash]
Hey!
What the hell are you doin', man?
Didn't you see me there?
Hello?
-Hello? Pal, I'm talking to you. -[tapping on window]
-[tires screech] -Whoa! What are you doing?
Hey!
[shifts gears]
-[tires screech] -Oh, come on! No, no!
Oh!
All right. Come--
Come on! What are you, nuts?
You made your point! This is a cherry '63 T-bird!
Oh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I want to report a hit and run.
He's still hitting me!
You made your point!
All right. Okay. Okay.
It's all right.
You are so dead, man.
You hear me?
You're dead!
Oh.
[sighs]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[in Japanese]
Keiko Arahida?
Yes.
Hurry up. They're waiting for you.
Sorry.
[in Japanese]
I started by trying to build a robotic hand as a teenager in my parents' house.
I barely got the Servo part working, but it was a start.
I was hooked.
I got my undergraduate degree as a mechanical engineer
at the University of Tokyo.
Then a masters degree in bio-medical engineering and robotics.
Who are your role models?
The usual suspects.
Marie Curie
Jane Goodall
Jimi Hendrix
I play guitar. It's one of my hobbies.
Along with salsa dancing.
[chuckles]
I was first in my class at University of Tokyo.
Nakahara is the best robotics firm in Japan.
I think I would be a perfect fit here.
[monitor beeping]
[Olivia] Bryce, she's oozing an awful lot.
What was her platelet count, hemoglobin and COAGS pre-op?
Um... I'm sorry.
Her platelets were, uh...
-Um... -Platelets 80,000, hemoglobin 10.5.
-Looks like a Cirrhotic to me. -Is she a drinker, Dr. Varley?
Uh, sorry, um...
Come on, Bryce.
Uh, Maneesh, I'm gonna need some FFP.
and two units of packed red blood cells as soon as you can get 'em.
She's oozing everywhere we cut. Send a DIC panel and, uh,
hang a banana bag with two grams of mag.
[water running]
Dr. Benford, I'm sorry.
[scrubbing]
I think you need to think seriously
about whether or not you're committed to this profession.
[door creaks]
[people shout in Japanese]
Oh.
[sighs]
[all shout in Japanese]
Congratulations!
Mom, I told you not to tell anyone.
Of course we're going to celebrate this! You got a job!
Not just any job, but a prestigious one. At a very prestigious company.
And in this economy.
Mom told everyone at the hair salon.
Come in. Have some beer.
And look who's here.
Mr. Ito and Mr. Shimada!
What are you doing?
What? They are nice boys.
And it doesn't hurt for either of them to see how successful you are.
I've been at Nakahara two days!
Keiko, aren't you happy?
All your hard work paid off.
You'll never have to work in a restaurant!
I'm so happy for you.
[Bryce] I don't know where I belong.
I'm not a very good doctor.
I never have been, really.
It wasn't what you wanted?
I don't know what I want.
Mm.
I just...
did it...
[seagulls calling]
And... now I'm here.
Have you told your family,
your colleagues about your illness?
My family's been through enough, Dr. Flemming.
With my dad dying of lung cancer for three years...
it was a nightmare.
What about your colleagues? Surely they would understand.
I don't want their pity.
Pity?
Bryce, you need support right now.
That's what's gonna get you through this.
Nothing is gonna get me through this.
My diagnosis is terminal.
You don't know what the future holds.
None of us do, really.
Your job is to take care of yourself, Bryce,
to try and have the best life you can for as long as you can.
Live each day doing what feels right.
[in Japanese]
-Some tea, please. -Anything to eat?
You're really here.
[in Japanese]
Please sit with me.
May I?
Believe.
[water running]
[laughing]
[woman over recording] Pleased to meet you... Hajimemashite.
[Bryce] Hajimemashite.
Please speak more slowly.
Yukkuri hanashite kudasai.
What's your name? O namae wa nan desu ka?
O namae wa nan... desu ka? [clears throat]
I love you. Suki desu.
Suki desu. Suki--
Please sit down. Okakekudasai.
[retching]
How are you feeling today?
-Gokigen ikada desu ka? -[groaning]
[flushes toilet]
I hope you are well...
[speaking Japanese]
Can you give me the directions?
[speaking Japanese]
I am lost.
Michi ni mayotte imasu.
Who are you?
Anata wa dare desu ka?
What do you want?
Nani o omotome desu ka?
[cell phone rings]
Yeah?
Hey, how's Tracy?
She's, uh...
she's pretty shut down.
Terrified Jericho's gonna come and find her.
Well,
I've been looking into that for you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Unfortunately, private military contractors
like Jericho and Blackwater
are harder to break into than Fort Knox.
That's what I was afraid of.
Yeah, but this outfit's headquartered in Santa Monica,
right in our own backyard,
-working out... -[bottles clink]
...of the Burroughs Foundation for International Peace.
Some kind of think tank.
-Think tank? -Yep.
It's gonna take a higher security clearance than I have
-at this point to get much beyond that. -[cell phone ringing]
Hold on a sec.
-Hey, Livy, your phone's ringing. -[Olivia] Babe, can you get it?
I gotta go. I'll put out some more feelers, all right?
Yeah.
[Olivia] Who is it?
Who was it?
What is this?
[sighs]
It's this weird text I got.
Who... who sent it?
I have no idea.
You figured you--
You wouldn't mention it?
Well, you already told me about the drinking.
Before I got a chance to bring it up.
You know, since we talked about it,
the phone thing didn't seem like such a big deal.
I gotta get dressed.
Hey, Bryce.
Nice job with that tension pneumo.
[sighs] Thanks.
[clears throat, sniffles]
You okay?
Yeah, yeah.
You look sick.
-I'm okay. -Come here.
I'm all right. [sniffles]
You're not febrile, but you're really pale.
Go home. I'll have Cynthia cover your shift.
I'll be okay. I just need a minute.
Bryce, hey, come here.
Whoa. Come sit.
-I'm just-- -You look terrible.
I'm just tired. I'm--
Graphia says you almost passed out
during Grand rounds last week. You wanna tell me what's going on?
It's nothing.
-Oh, we don't need to do that. -Come on.
Why do you have a central line?
Uh...
It's for the Chemo.
Chemo?
I have...
Renal Cell Carcinoma.
Stage four.
How long have you known?
Um, about a year.
Had my kidney out just before I started here.
This is why you tried to kill yourself that--
Oh, Bryce.
I was terrified.
I didn't think that I could face the prospect of dying.
I didn't want to put my family through that.
I can't believe you have been going through this alone.
I can't believe I didn't see it.
It hasn't been that bad so far.
It's rough for a few days after Chemo, but then I bounce back.
Anyway, since the blackout, things are different now.
I'm gonna be okay.
I've got something to live for.
It's hot.
I forgot the cheese.
I don't need the cheese.
This smells great.
When I was in the military, this crazy staff sergeant
in my detail made the best food I ever threw a lip on.
What?
I can't do this.
Do what?
Have you drink in here.
It's just a glass of wine.
Doesn't matter. A glass of wine
or a fifth of vodka.
It just doesn't work for me.
Come on, Dad. Relax. I'm not asking you to drink.
That's not the point.
I can't be in the same room as it.
You understand that?
After everything I've been through, you're telling me
I can't have a glass of wine?
I'm 24 years old, and I've been through hell.
I can't have a drink?
Baby, I'm not talking about what you can or can't do.
I'm telling you what I can't do.
This is good.
Fine.
I'll go somewhere else.
[door opens and closes]
[Levy] The NSA's digital forensics team uncovered this symbol
on Suspect Zero's ring.
[Wedeck] Alpha.
And it could mean anything.
The angle of attack in aerodynamics,
the brightest star in a constellation.
Alpha is the beginning of everything.
If we can enhance the ring so well,
why can't we see his face?
We tried to rebuild that image
from all the various camera angles that we got.
But in one, his skin was all blown out.
In another, it was a raking profile and so on.
The ring was much easier.
It has hard edges and a reflective surface.
We captured still images as the hand moved.
We replaced pixels and then built a 3-D model of it.
Frankly, we were hoping the NSA would provide us
an analysis of the ring that was a little more substantial.
[sighs]
To tell you the truth, I'm... a little uncomfortable
talking in this particular group.
Uncomfortable?
Look, Mrs. Levy, we don't have time to play games.
Okay, I'll be blunt, Mr. Wedeck.
One of the members of your Mosaic task force
has been red-flagged by the NSA.
What? Who?
A couple of months ago, our wiretapping program
intercepted a phone call
whose origins had been professionally concealed to a Bureau cell phone.
Whose phone?
Agent Noh's.
Since when do you guys wiretap the FBI?
Homeland Security is the number one priority.
What do you mean, Homeland Security is the--
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Maybe it's the call.
-Your call from the woman. -About your murder.
[Mark] Right.
Are you saying that
you have a recording of that call?
-How do I get it? -I'm sorry.
It's classified Sigint. Signals Intelligence.
The woman who made that call
told me I was gonna be murdered on March 15th.
I'm running out of time, so if you have any information
on who that was or why I'm going to be killed--
I'm not authorized to--
Come on!
Call whoever you need to call to make it happen then!
How about that, Ms. Levy?
Let me make a call.
[woman speaking Japanese over P.A.]
[taps key]
[playing "Shelter From the Storm"]
♪ 'Twas in another lifetime ♪
♪ One of toil and blood ♪
♪ When blackness was a virtue
♪ And the road was full of mud ♪
♪ I came in from the wilderness ♪
♪ A creature void of form ♪
♪ "Come in," she said ♪
♪ I'll give ya shelter from the storm" ♪
[in Japanese]
Miss Arahida!
The boss needs you immediately.
Yes.
[Nakahara continues speaking Japanese]
[in Japanese]
Excuse me.
[in Japanese]
Excuse me.
Miss Arahida.
Thank you for joining us.
It's an honor, Mr. Nakahara.
Please serve us our tea.
[Nakahara continues speaking Japanese]
[in Japanese]
You're the only woman in the department.
They're not going to hire another just to serve tea.
Benjo wa...
Doko...
Desu ka Los Angeles?
You just said, "Where is the toilet, Los Angeles?"
Let me see that book a sec.
It's so cool you're learning a whole language
for someone you haven't even met.
But I am gonna meet her.
I know it.
Wow. I'm hearing myself,
and I sound crazy.
But it's a good kind of crazy.
Love crazy.
You think?
[applause]
[indistinct conversations]
[Mark] Hey.
-Didn't see you there. -Yeah, I came in late.
Yeah? What's up?
I'm really struggling, Aaron.
Things were going great at home,
or better at least.
Then this thing happened.
Someone sent Olivia a text,
telling her I was drinking in my flash-forward.
Who would do that?
I don't know.
I only told two people.
It was, uh, kind of freaking me out, you know?
That's weird.
Yeah.
You trying to say something to me, Mark?
Like I said, uh,
I only told two people.
Do you know how many hours I've spent listening to your crap,
your doubt, your self-pity?
I thought you were my sponsor.
That's right. That doesn't mean I'm your punching bag.
I think I have the right to ask you
if you're communicating with my wife behind my back.
You son of a bitch.
After all the time we've known each other,
you think I would do that?
[scoffs]
I don't know what to think anymore.
You don't know.
[clatter]
Don't know.
Here's some food for thought.
Why don't you get a new sponsor?
Someone you can really trust.
[door slams]
[horns honking in distance]
[men singing in Japanese]
[needle buzzing]
[in Japanese]
I want a tattoo.
[scoffs]
[in Japanese]
Yeah, right.
What a weirdo.
I'm serious.
[scoffs] You look like an office girl.
You get one of these, what are they gonna think of you at work?
I don't care.
You don't care?
The nail that stands out gets hammered down.
I'm not doing it for them.
Got it.
-What? -Demetri's phone call.
Okay.
Taking it down to Audio forensics right now.
Okay.
-Can I ask you something? -What?
Did you send Olivia a text?
-Your wife? -Uh-huh.
Why would I send your wife a text?
Well, someone did. [chuckles]
Telling her I was drunk in my flash-forward.
You're one of only two people I've told.
So?
So as, uh,
I recall you were pretty pissed
that I was drinking
and the implications that had for our investigation.
Oh, I see. You were thinking I was
so angry and so petty
that I'd run out and text your wife about it?
Get out of my office, Benford.
I don't wanna see your face right now.
Konnichiwa. Ogenki desu ka?
Genku desu. Anata wa?
Your accent is really improving, Dr. Varley.
Domo arigato, Kondo-san.
Well, if nothing else,
I'll come out of this having learned a second language.
So how's the search for your young woman?
Well, no response to my Mosaic posting yet,
but I did finish my drawing.
You wanna see it?
She's quite beautiful.
I was thinking about posting it on the web.
Well, at least you know where she likes to eat.
What do you mean?
Sushi Arahida.
It's a restaurant in Tsukuba, not that far from Tokyo.
I taught at the university there.
Is it possible there's more than one restaurant with this name in...
Tsukuba?
Well, I doubt it, not with this same logo.
It's a little, tiny place.
She's probably a local.
Ms. Kondo, in my flash-forward,
I was sitting in a Japanese restaurant.
Maybe it's this Sushi Arahida.
-Maybe. -Thank you!
Arigato, Kondo-san. Arigato.
[Olivia] Oh, Bryce?
-Dr. Varley, do you have a minute? -Yeah.
Hey.
Uh, so listen, maybe it's none of my business,
but I made a few calls, did a little bit of research,
and there really are some good options out there.
Oh, Dr. Benford, I appreciate--
There's this friend of mine from medical school
who's running an experimental trial with Trifectumab
out of M.D. Anderson in Houston,
so I made a call, and you're in.
-Thank you. -No. You kidding? It's the least I can do.
Here.
I've, uh, I've read about Trifectumab.
I'm not sure about the side effects, though.
We're talking about your life.
Now's not the time to be conservative.
Dr. Benford, thank you.
Um, but you don't understand.
Uh...
because of my flash-forward, I know that I have something to live for.
I can't take a drug that might kill me or make me sicker.
Okay, Bryce, you're only gonna hear me say this once.
Maybe the reason you're alive
in your flash-forward is because
you're gonna take this drug and get better.
Bryce, don't give up on me.
Please.
Come here.
Go to Houston.
You need a couple of days, take a couple of days.
[woman speaks Japanese over P.A.]
[door bells jingle]
[man in Japanese]
Come in.
Counter or table?
[in Japanese]
Please speak more slowly.
A table then.
I...
I am looking for a girl.
For sex?
[in Japanese]
No, no! Not for sex!
Do you -
Do you know her?
Hey!
I don't know what this person wants.
Do you know this girl?
Nose...
Heart...
go dum-dum, dum-dum.
Um...
I love you.
Uh, um...
I love you.
Uh...
Girl. Girl.
He's looking for a virgin.
Isn't that Keiko?
That's not Keiko.
That Keiko. Her hair's a little different.
Keiko?
Um... uh...
Do you know her?
Do you know where I can find her?
Keiko?
Should we tell him?
Sure, why not?
Keiko?
Yes, I know Keiko!
Thank you!
[in Japanese]
Quit? Why would you quit?
Because I hate it.
Because it's becoming a cemetary for my soul.
We worked our entire lives in that restaurant for you -
So you could be somebody!
You can't quit!
Mom -
I am not a child anymore.
But maybe it's not the life you wanted for me.
I have my own dream.
My own life.
And I'm not going to live it for you.
Keiko, what are you saying?
And that means I can pick my own husband.
You would be so lucky to have Mr. Ito for your husband.
Mr. Ito is a salaryman with no imagination.
Who needs imagination?
I need imagination!
There's somebody else out there for me.
If you can't respect your family and our wishes...
Maybe you shouldn't live here.
[woman] There is no delicate way to say this,
but on March 15, 2010,
you are going to be murdered.
Wow, it's even worse hearing it a second time.
We've analyzed the ambient noise,
and we've come up with a potential lead.
Lead? What kind of a lead?
Listen to this.
-There is no delicate way... -Now, I stripped away everything
-but the background noise. -...but on March 15th...
We found--
You found cheesy electronic music. Come on, Vreede.
Oh, no, not just any cheesy electronic music, my friend.
It's the "Symphony of Lights,"
the world's largest outdoor light and music show.
Plays every night in Hong Kong harbor.
Wanna take a little trip?
[Wedeck] I'm sorry, but I just can't send you to China
after that CIA idiot accused them of causing the blackout.
Relations between the two countries are tense enough as it is.
Look, I want to solve Demetri's potential murder as much as anyone,
but even if she made the call from Hong Kong
there's nothing to say that she's still--
She concealed the origins of the call, Stan.
That alone makes her a suspect.
We have to find out who she is and what else she knows.
Look, I promise you, I'll have our Legats guy in Asia
try and track her down, but I need you here.
You're not going to Hong Kong. End of story.
Hey.
We're going.
What?
Hong Kong.
Wedeck's gonna be pissed.
Mm-hmm.
He'll get over it.
[door creaks]
[Japanese TV program playing indistinctly]
[girl] Hai.
[in Japanese]
Hello.
I'm -
[in Japanese] Mom! There's a white guy at the door.
Hello.
I'm looking for Keiko.
Does she live here?
[in Japanese]
Who are you?
What do you want?
Can I talk to Keiko?
Um, I'm sorry.
Is this your daughter?
Your daughter?
There's somebody else out there for me.
I don't know that girl.
Is this your daughter? Uh...
is this your sister?
They told me at the restaurant that she lived here.
Please, I came all the way from Los Angeles. Is this Keiko?
No! I don't know what you're talking about!
Do you know Keiko?
-Go away! Before I call the police! -Keiko, please.
I'm such an idiot.
I travel more than 5,000 miles because of a t-shirt?
What was I thinking?
You were thinking you were going to find the woman you love.
-But I didn't. -Now you know her name.
-That's something. -I don't even know if it's her real name.
I went to the university. I went back to the restaurant.
No one can tell me anything.
I don't know how long I can wait, Nicole.
Maybe you're just trying to rush things that can't be rushed.
Sometimes you just gotta be patient.
Isn't that how love works?
I don't know. Maybe I misinterpreted the whole thing.
Maybe it's... it's just
some kind of fantasy
and a really good way to run away from my life.
Bryce, come home.
Come home.
[knock on door]
Hey. Can I come in?
What do you want?
To talk.
[sighs]
I was out of line.
Yeah, you were.
I've been a little stressed.
For God sakes, Mark. You think you're the only one who's dealing with issues?
Of course I don't.
I know you're dealing with the whole Tracy thing--
You have no idea what I've been dealing with,
so why don't you just shut the hell up, okay?
Yeah, Tracy's back,
but she's not the person she used to be.
That person is dead.
Aaron, Aaron--
No, you...
You don't get it.
She's broken,
angry, scared.
She drinks herself to sleep every night.
She's a messed up alcoholic, Mark.
And I'm to blame...
for all of it.
She enlisted because she
wanted to be just like me.
And now she drinks
just like me.
There's not a damn thing that I can do about it.
[sniffles]
Look, we've crossed a line here...
for better or worse.
So, uh...
I don't think I can be your sponsor anymore, Mark.
I'm sorry.
But I could really use a friend.
You got it.
[woman] Welcome to Los Angeles. Enjoy your stay.
Welcome to Los Angeles.
[audience cheering]
[guitar playing]
["Shelter from the Storm" playing]
♪ 'Twas in another lifetime ♪
♪ One of toil and blood ♪
♪ When blackness was a virtue ♪
♪ And the road was full of mud ♪
♪ I came in from the wilderness ♪
♪ A creature void of form ♪
♪ "Come in," she said, "I'll give ya ♪
♪ Shelter from the storm" ♪
♪ Not a word was spoke between us ♪
♪ There was no risk involved ♪
♪ Everything up to that point had been left unresolved ♪
♪ Try imagining a place ♪
♪ Where it's always safe and warm ♪
♪ "Come in," she said, "I'll give ya ♪
♪ Shelter from the storm" ♪♪
[theme music playing]