CARTER: Previously on Agent Carter...
Dr Wilkes has designed a containment chamber
to stabilise himself,
but he needs a sample of Zero Matter.
I intend to get that sample from Whitney Frost.
DOTTIE: I think the reason for your visit is pretty obvious.
You need my help.
The necklace is equipped with a tracking device.
You'll be obtaining a blood sample from Miss Frost.
Oh, my gosh. Are you okay?
CALVIN: Thank you for agreeing to this meeting.
- Without further ado, my wife. - (SNAPS FINGERS)
Cal, what's going on?
- (SCREAMING) - Whitney, please.
I trusted you.
(SCREAMING)
Violet, um, broke off the engagement.
- What? - Peggy, she broke it off with me
because she thinks I'm in love with you.
(CRASHING)
Miss Underwood.
SOUSA: Dottie Underwood gave us the slip.
CARTER: As long as she's unaccounted for,
there's no way to calculate how many lives are in danger.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(FLASHBULBS POPPING)
Before I begin, I would first like to thank
my wonderful fans and my dear, dear studio family
for their unwavering support of me at this terrible time.
It means more to me than you will ever know.
Last night, at midnight,
my beloved husband, Calvin Chadwick,
along with several of his colleagues...
Perished at sea...
(CROWD MURMURING)
...when their boat sank off of Catalina Island.
Gosh, she's a really good actress.
Oh, please, if I could spit, I would.
SOUSA: She killed them. CARTER: And half the Council.
And no one questions her story for one moment.
(SOBBING)
But there is one thing that I know.
I will not be broken by this tragedy.
I will come through this stronger than ever.
And that I promise you.
(VOICE BREAKING) Thank you. Thank you all.
REPORTER: Wait, wait! Miss Frost!
Miss Frost!
Please, Miss Frost!
Something happened at that fundraiser.
Chadwick must have turned against her.
Do you think she killed Dottie Underwood, too?
Dottie's nothing if not a survivor.
I won't believe any stories of her demise until I see a dead body before me.
And even then, I might not believe it.
If Whitney truly is a genius, then she'll know
that Dottie's of more worth to her alive than dead.
We must find her, Daniel.
Didn't know you cared so much.
I'm the reason why she was set loose in the first place.
Whitney will try and use her against us if she can.
Mr Jarvis is trying to fix the transponder link to Dottie's necklace.
I'll check his progress.
Let me know what you find out.
And, uh...
Then we should probably
talk.
Yes, great.
- About things. - Yes.
- Great. - Mmm!
- Good. - Yep. (CLEARS THROAT)
- (SIGHS) - (CAR DOOR OPENS)
(VERNON HUMMING)
How romantic.
It's our first date.
Oh, don't be frightened.
I'm hoping that we can avoid any unpleasantness today.
There's nothing you have in that little box
that will do anything other than bore me to tears.
We'll see.
Oh... Ilse Koch.
The witch of Buchenwald.
- Your mother? - (CHUCKLES)
No.
The wife of a Nazi concentration-camp commander.
She...
Liked to kill prisoners
and skin the tattoos off their bodies as a souvenir.
Charming.
I interrogated her after she was captured.
In less than 24 hours,
she told me everything I wanted to know.
And this was an especially persuasive tool.
I've pulled out my own teeth...
My own nails...
My own hair.
I've burnt my own flesh with a blowtorch.
I'm no Nazi harlot.
And you are wasting my time.
What is Peggy Carter looking for?
Look at you.
You're trying to act ruthless, but you're terrified.
Afraid of that pretty blonde monster holding your leash.
Truth serum?
You can't be serious.
Like mother's milk.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
Easy does it.
Is that right?
Yes. Very good.
Now what?
Connect the cables...
And hope we don't blow out the entire Los Angeles power grid.
And then we can try it.
- (GASPS) - Dr Wilkes?
Dr Wilkes, stay with me.
(GASPS)
It's happening more frequently.
I know.
CARTER: Have you finished?
Nearly.
We're running out of time.
How are you?
You want an honest answer?
(SCOFFS) At this moment, no, not particularly.
I'm doing great.
JARVIS: I believe...
I've done it.
- (ELECTRICITY CRACKLES) - Oh! Yes, uh...
Ah!
The transponder is repaired.
- (RADIO STATIC) - Behold.
Your hidden talents know no bounds, Mr Jarvis.
Oh, one doesn't spend years in the company of Howard Stark
without picking up a thing or two about electrical engineering.
Lucky you didn't pick up the clap.
Anything?
JARVIS: No signal from Miss Underwood's necklace.
It could've been deactivated or destroyed.
Or she could be out of range.
Perhaps we could expand the signal.
Can you get us to a higher elevation?
I believe Mr Stark has a dirigible in the pool house.
Why?
She's a Russian spy, a murderer.
Why mount a rescue for someone who'd kill you the moment she was able?
I agree, Dottie is despicable,
but she was acting under my orders.
So this is about saving yourself.
Dottie is my responsibility.
I wouldn't abandon her or anyone else to the likes of Whitney Frost.
Don't abandon her.
The kill switch on that necklace is attached to a different circuit.
Activate it and be done with her.
Jason, I understand you are under considerable...
You understand nothing! This isn't simply about my death.
I am facing much worse than that.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm... Not thinking straight.
I'm sorry.
- Jason... - Ana, we should get back to work.
Go on. Ask me another one.
You're really close to breaking me.
You're every bit as formidable as I've heard, Miss Underwood.
Aren't you sweet.
Not as smart as you think you are, though.
Dr Fennhoff...
He certainly got your goat.
Yeah.
I read all about that fiasco.
Tricked into helping a crazy, old Russian
with his revenge fantasy against Howard Stark.
Huge embarrassment to Leviathan.
And Stalin?
Well, he's not exactly the forgiving type.
You know nothing about it.
I know you're as good as dead to Russia.
Girl without a country, an assassin without a target...
Bet I could find a target.
...all alone in the world.
And you know the worst parts for you?
You actually believe that you've got a friend in Peggy Carter...
A woman that would see you hanged if she could arrange it.
It's pathetic.
I almost feel sorry for you.
(DOOR OPENS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Your presence is requested.
I'm busy!
You want I should tell her that?
Miss Frost, I was on the verge of getting her to talk.
Oh, I highly doubt that, Vernon.
In any event, I have another task for you.
I could go for some grappa.
Whitney? Vern? No?
All right, more for me.
I fail to see the necessity of Mr Manfredi's involvement.
Joseph is providing security...
For the new council.
My men are much more capable of handling that.
I trust him.
And his men actually follow his orders.
That's true. It's very true.
Your only focus now should be finding the uranium rods
that Peggy Carter stole from me.
That's not necessary.
Isodyne can make new rods.
- Might take a little time... - No!
I need the same rods from the original test.
Do you understand me?
This is your priority, Vernon.
You can use any and all means necessary.
(GASPS)
You look as lovely as ever, my dear.
And what about Dottie Underwood?
I'll talk to her.
I have a feeling this needs a woman's touch.
(DOOR OPENS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
You know, I'm not in the movie business,
but I think you're gonna need a lot more makeup to cover that up.
(WHITNEY CHUCKLES)
Well, I've moved on from that part of my life.
It's taken too much from me for far too long.
DOTTIE: Hmm.
My childhood, my innocence.
You know what that's like.
I can see it in your eyes.
Yes.
(CHUCKLES)
We're so much alike.
Let me tell you all my secrets.
I feel just from talking to you for a few moments,
we're... We're absolutely in the same boat.
Oh...
We're not in the same boat.
We're not even in the same ocean.
What a finely crafted piece.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
I disabled the tracking device when you arrived.
So don't expect Peggy Carter to come and rescue you.
(GASPS)
(SCREAMING)
(DOTTIE GAGGING)
Now that we understand each other,
what does Peggy Carter want?
You.
No! Don't! Please! Please...
She told me to get a sample of your blood...
A sample of whatever that is inside you.
And did you get it?
Ooh...
- Clever girl. - (BREATHES SHAKILY)
Why does she want it?
For her new boyfriend.
- He's a scientist. - Stark.
Wilkes.
No, that's not possible.
- Wilkes is dead. - He's a ghost.
Things pass right through him.
Molecular intangibility.
Oh! Fascinating.
Oh, Dottie.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
Congratulations, Miss Underwood.
You're still useful to me.
(DOTTIE WHIMPERS)
(SIGHS)
Are you ready?
No.
Splendid.
(MACHINE POWERING UP)
(GRUNTING)
(ANA GASPS)
(GRUNTING)
(GASPS)
(DR WILKES BREATHES SHAKILY)
It worked.
(SIGHS)
It worked!
(LAUGHS) Wonderful!
Congratulations, Doctor.
(ANA AND JARVIS LAUGHING)
(GASPS)
Sorry.
- It's been a long time coming. - Uh...
It's quite, um... (CLEARS THROAT)
It's quite all right.
(CLEARING THROAT)
DR WILKES: Um...
Uh, you know what else?
What?
I am starving.
Of course you are.
You haven't eaten in days.
I shall make you a meal fit for a king...
A true Hungarian feast.
- Oh! - (CHUCKLES)
I've never had Hungarian food before.
- (DOOR OPENS) - Is it any good?
Eh.
Well, I am sure that I will love it. (CHUCKLES)
- (BEEPING) - We have a signal.
(PHONE RINGING)
(CLEARS THROAT) Sousa.
CARTER: We've located Dottie.
She's in the Santa Clarita valley near a town called Newhall.
Interesting.
And the machine that Dr Wilkes built is working.
He's back in the material world again.
That's great news.
How quickly can you get here?
Oh, gee, Mother, I'd really like to come visit,
but I'm a little busy right now.
Vernon Masters is there.
Yes, Mother, I'm getting enough sleep.
What can I do to help?
No, everything's great.
I'll talk to you soon.
Bye.
Sorry about that.
You know mothers.
Count your lucky stars that she's still among us.
How's your new post, Chief Sousa?
Getting all the resources and support that you need?
Absolutely.
You sure about that?
'Cause I've been led to believe otherwise.
I don't follow.
There's been a theft, Chief.
On your watch.
And I'm not talking about office supplies.
This is highly volatile radioactive material.
Uranium, stolen from Roxxon.
And you need to find it.
Unfortunately, Daniel's dealing with Vernon Masters.
He won't be coming. Are you ready?
Miss Carter, do you not feel
that the sudden and inexplicable appearance of this signal is...
Rather convenient?
It isn't inexplicable, Mr Jarvis.
We're walking into a trap.
Oh...
Do you plan on baking biscuits along the way?
No.
But this may just save our bacon.
Good. I quite fancy my bacon.
Allow me to present...
The jitterbug. A nonlethal concussive device
with a blast field of 170 degrees.
Howard couldn't spring for the other 190 degrees?
When we waltz into this trap,
I believe we may be outnumbered.
I believe we can count on it.
If or when that happens,
you will want to stand behind me, like so,
then I simply enter the sequence...
(DEVICE HUMMING)
And...
We watch our assailants cut a rug.
As it were.
ANA: Darling...
- May I make a suggestion? - Of course.
I thought a darker jacket more befitting a prowler.
You're quite right. Thank you.
(SIGHS)
Is everything all right?
Yes.
Of course.
You're worried.
I can assure you, Miss Carter is more than capable
of handling whatever lies ahead for us.
I'm not worried about her.
- If you would rather I didn't go, I... - No.
She needs you.
And I can see how much you need this.
So I can permit you your adventure, Mr Jarvis.
But you must also allow me to wring my hands from time to time.
I promise you, no harm will come to me under Miss Carter's watch.
Don't make promises you can't keep.
(CLEARS THROAT) Ready, Mr Jarvis?
Yes, he is.
Let's see what Miss Frost has planned for us.
Let me get this straight.
You're telling me Roxxon has known about this heist for the past 48 hours.
They're just now coming to us?
- Trail is ice-cold. - I agree with you.
Whoever pulled off this job is talented.
But I believe that you are smarter than they are.
Thanks.
Still, can't make any promises.
Can I call you "Daniel"?
Yeah. I'd like that.
You have a great story, Daniel.
From war hero to exemplary agent to Chief.
And this is not just about talent or intelligence.
Yours is a tale of sacrifice.
Let this be your next chapter.
It might be difficult to clean up this Roxxon business.
It's gonna cost you time, money.
Hell, you might even lose a few friends.
But the rewards, Daniel...
These folks in Washington,
they love a hero, and they love a good yarn.
Well, I'm not a hero.
And I'm not here to add to my story.
Like I said, we'll do our best.
But I wouldn't get my hopes up.
Well, I guess I'll just keep my expectations...
Realistic, huh?
CARTER: The Chadwick ranch is five miles beyond the next canyon.
Well, I'm very pleased to be entering into this buoyed by Dr Wilkes' success.
Very exciting, indeed.
Absolutely.
I must say, I don't think I've ever seen him quite so...
Excited.
(TYRES SCREECHING)
Unsafe.
Do you have something to say, Mr Jarvis,
instead of pecking around like an old mother hen?
No.
I was simply trying to fill silence.
Well, don't feel the need.
I like the silence. Keeps me focused on the task at hand.
Understood.
It was a very exciting moment.
He kissed me. I indulged him.
Yes.
And blushed.
I beg your pardon!
You blushed.
I am not discussing this with you any further, Mr Jarvis.
Though this does create a bit of a sticky wicket in regards to Chief Sousa.
A sticky what?
It's... It's just that I've noticed something of a connection, as it were.
Between the two of you.
I fail to see how this is any of your business, Mr Jarvis.
And now that his engagement has been called off...
You were eavesdropping on our conversation in the van!
I would never.
I may have overheard a private utterance or two.
If you are implying that I am some sort of chippy
toying with two men that I respect, you...
The thought never crossed my mind.
However...
You have rather gone from famine to feast,
vis-à-vis quality suitors.
And I must say, I do not envy your position.
Between Dr Wilkes' incandescent smile
and Chief Sousa's eyes, so warm yet so wise.
No. No, no. Please, please. No!
I never intended to encourage the affections of two...
Quality suitors, as you say.
It simply happened.
You underestimate your allure, Miss Carter.
I'm not in the least surprised.
I am.
(CARTER SIGHS)
I don't know what to do.
(SIGHS)
Stop right there.
Now, who the hell are you?
Me?
I'm just the distraction.
- What? - (GRUNTS)
(SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)
MAN: Heard a shot! This way!
MAN 2: Over here!
Behind me.
Don't move!
- Mr Jarvis. - Not yet.
CARTER: They're almost upon us.
And... Now!
33-23-33.
I've got them covered. Watch them.
33-23-33.
Drop your weapons!
33-23-33.
You move one more inch, it'll be your last.
What shall we do now?
Well, there's only one thing to do.
MAN: Let's go.
(CARTER GROANS)
DOTTIE: Peggy.
Is this supposed to be a rescue?
What a nice surprise.
(SIGHS)
Mmm!
Ana, please tell Mr Jarvis that he is a very lucky man.
I'll be sure to send him the message. (CHUCKLES)
- I feel born again. (CHUCKLES) - Hmm.
- Salud! - L'chaim!
To Agent Carter and Mr Jarvis and their safe return.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
Where is Whitney Frost?
You want information from me?
After you sent me on a fool's errand to collect a blood sample?
If I'd had any other choice, you'd still be rotting in your cell.
And yet you risked life and limb to try and rescue me.
Did anyone question you?
Your friend Vernon. We had a chat.
Lovely cocktail party with sodium amytal,
and he threatened to pull my teeth out.
(STRAINING) 33... 23... 33.
What did you tell him?
Not a thing.
I know I put in the correct sequence.
33-23-33.
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS) Oh, you better hurry, Peggy.
If I get loose before you do, there's no telling what I'll do.
Are you all right?
Careful what you ask me.
I've had just enough wine that I may answer honestly.
If you want to talk, I'm not going anywhere.
Well...
When Edwin told me about his previous exploits with Miss Carter,
he didn't want me to know what dangers he faced.
Sometimes we lie to protect those that we love.
Yes.
I know.
I find that now, I miss the lie.
But today, we have much to celebrate.
Now that you're whole again, what is your next step?
(CHUCKLES)
Well... That's the thing.
I... I don't know.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Even before all this happened,
all of Isodyne's resources were focused upon Zero Matter.
We were still 10 years away from unravelling its basic principles.
Ten years?
- Mmm-hmm. - (EXHALES)
Hmm...
(CHUCKLES)
Look at us, just crying into our $400 bottles of wine.
Would you like to cry into a $1,000 bottle?
JARVIS: 33-23-33.
What happened to you?
JARVIS: 33...
What's your plan for me once all this is over?
Put you back in prison, of course.
- Really? - JARVIS: 33-23-33...
You'd save me only to sentence me to death?
- Don't be dramatic. - (SCOFFS)
(EXHALES) I'm being a realist, which is a concept you need to accept.
You stick that pretty little head of yours in the sand,
all the while knowing what kind of men you work for.
Like Vernon Masters.
I'll deal with Vernon Masters.
He's only one of many.
Do you have any idea how deep the rot goes in the SSR?
JARVIS: 33-23-33...
Your idealism blinds you, Peggy.
And it will kill us all.
(GRUNTING)
(CHUCKLES) Freedom.
Carole Lombard.
The code for the device was set to 34-24-34,
Carole Lombard's measurements.
Like a fool, I accidentally put in Barbara Stanwyck's measurements,
33-23-33, which is a completely different function.
- What does Barbara Stanwyck do? - What does Barbara Stanwyck do?
Well, naturally, that's the code for...
- (EXPLOSION) - (MEN GROANING)
The delayed detonation.
Six men here, no Whitney Frost.
DOTTIE: (GRUNTS) They're all broken.
I was looking forward to having a little fun.
You're in no condition to have any fun.
What did they do to you?
I told you, your friend Vernon played rough when he questioned me.
And yet no one questioned us.
And so they locked us away for hours. Why?
Perhaps they are awaiting Miss Frost's return.
Vernon didn't do this to you. Whitney Frost did.
What did you tell her?
Peggy, you knew this was a trap.
Of course.
But it wasn't set for you.
Jason.
Ana.
(GROANS)
Move. Now!
(HUMMING)
JARVIS: (ON RECORDING) Halt. You are trespassing.
Leave the premises immediately,
or the proper authorities will be contacted.
Halt. You are trespassing.
Leave the premises immediately,
or the proper authorities will be contacted.
- Cease your activities at once. - Quiet, dear.
You have five seconds to comply.
4, 3, 2...
Wonderful!
Enjoy the poinsettia garden outside the east wing
and have a very pleasant day.
WHITNEY: Isometric heat-waste regulators.
Ah, kinetic force stabilisation.
Mobile solar energy collectors...
What, is he constructing a palladium core?
The man's a certifiable genius.
He wants to waste it on making movies.
What a shame.
What are you doing here?
Dr Wilkes.
The last time we saw each other...
That was quite an evening, wasn't it?
I'm impressed.
To design all this by yourself...
(SCOFFS)
You are very special, Dr Wilkes.
Isn't it marvellous, the Zero Matter?
Retaining its base property while affecting each host differently, hmm.
Like the two of us.
Both fascinating in our own way.
Peggy will be back soon.
Mmm...
I think we have a little time.
Now, what happens if you step out of this?
Do you lose all mass?
Where do you go if you're no longer contained?
Listen to me, chattering away.
I didn't come here to talk.
Your friend stole something from me,
and I need to take it back.
(GROANING)
What are you doing? Dr Wilkes.
Stop!
- (BOTH GRUNT) - (WHITNEY PANTING)
(GASPS)
Oh!
You are full of surprises, Doctor.
I've never seen you like this before.
Like what?
Scared.
I'm not gonna lie.
That stung a little.
How did you do it?
I have no idea.
Well, do you feel different?
Stronger?
Get out of here!
You are stronger, Dr Wilkes.
You don't need that contraption at all.
But it doesn't last, does it?
That machine was designed to contain Zero Matter,
which contains you.
Come with me.
- What? No. - Yes. Yes.
We both need Zero Matter. We can help each other.
We can help each other understand it. We can help each other control it.
You can't control it. No one can.
It's a force of destruction.
Look at what it's done to me, to you.
We can change the world.
The world's just fine as it is.
Is it?
Do you... Do you really believe that Isodyne recruited you
because they valued your brilliant mind?
You were hired for the same reason that Jane Scott was hired.
A woman and a coloured man.
We're people so marginalized, so desperate for approval,
we'll do anything to hold on to what little respect we can get.
Easily manipulated and completely expendable.
Yeah, from what I hear,
your husband had a real special reason for hiring Jane Scott.
But without Isodyne... Where would you be?
Would you be scrubbing toilets?
Shining shoes for a living?
Has there ever been a day where you felt like a real man in this country?
I simply want to change things for people like us,
people that have been ignored, held back, ground up.
Aw, that's my little Robin Hood.
A coloured scientist.
I done seen everything.
Watch your mouth.
Dr Wilkes, meet my associate, Joseph Manfredi.
You get what you need, sweetheart?
Not everything.
Dr Wilkes will be accompanying us.
No. No, I won't.
No offence, Doc...
But I wouldn't take that tone with me.
If you think... (GRUNTS)
Nice shot.
(PHONE RINGING)
Stark residence.
Mrs Jarvis, this is Daniel Sousa. They back yet?
No.
And I must admit, I'm starting to get worried.
Sit tight. I'll be right there.
WHITNEY: Watch yourself.
(GRUNTING)
- ATTACKER 1: Stand him up! - (GROANS)
You want to be a hero, huh?
(COUGHING)
Let him go!
- (GASPS) - No. No, no.
That's not necessary.
We're not monsters.
I don't think this concerns you.
He will die if you take him. He needs...
He needs answers.
And I'm gonna help him get those.
You won't get away with this.
She won't stop coming for you.
(GASPS)
I don't doubt that.
I can, however, slow her down.
(SCREAMS AND GASPS)
We got to go. Got to go.
- (ANA SCREAMS) - (TYRES SCREECHING)
- Ana! Ana! - (ANA GROANING)
Ana!
Oh, are you all right?
- (SCREAMS) - Help! Help!
- Help! Please! - What happened?
JARVIS: She's been shot.
Officer, over here. Agent Carter, SSR.
I have a prisoner in the trunk of this vehicle.
Don't listen to her if she speaks to you,
and for the love of God, don't open the trunk.
Let's go!
JARVIS: Please help her. NURSE: Grab the doors.
FEMALE NURSE: Her breathing is shallow. Pulse is dropping.
Miss, can you hear me?
What's her name, sir? Sir?
Ana Jarvis.
It was a robbery gone wrong. She was shot once at close range.
- Have OR 1 prepped for surgery. - Yes, Doctor.
I'm sorry. You'll have to wait here.
MAN: Help! Somebody help!
An officer's been shot!
This way.
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(GRUNTING)
Geez, Chief, what happened? Are you all right?
Rough night?
Surprised a couple of burglars.
- They objected to being shown the door. - (SCOFFS)
- The crime in this city, huh? - Yeah.
Crime.
Any leads on the Roxxon materials?
Not a thing.
I don't think we'll ever find it.
That would be a real shame.
For everyone involved.
You know what you need?
A nice, long rest.
I'll be taking over SSR L.A. Operations for the foreseeable future.
At least until you're back on your feet.
(SCOFFS) Not necessary.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
I think it is.
(LINE RINGING)
WOMAN: (OVER PHONE) Auerbach Theatrical Agency.
It's Agent Carter. Put me through to the Chief, please.
One moment.
VERNON: Hello? Vernon Masters.
Hello?
She's still in surgery.
They can't even say if she'll...
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)