Previously on "The 4400".
- Listen up, we're DefCon 1. - A comet cannot change course.
- This one has. - Then it's not a comet.
We're not sure what's happened.
Thousands of people have appeared.
A telekinetic salesman, a clairvoyant eight-year-old
and some kind of super-vigilante.
They can't hurt me, no one can.
Those are only the ones we know about. Unless you can think of anyone else?
There's nothing to tell.
What's going on between you two?
You're my brother. She's your girlfriend.
It's all good.
Oh... We're not actually a couple.
- So, it's just you and the baby? - No. It'll be the three of us.
- What did you do to Kyle? - I didn't do anything to him.
Then can I go home? With you?
I don't like being here alone. You don't like being alone either.
They said draining the fluid might not be enough, more might build up.
If it does, Kyle could suffer permanent brain damage.
The time I lost is gone.
I'll never get it back, but my years in the dark
didn't kill me.
And my work remains.
And even though I might not understand what's happening to me,
I have faith in the final outcome.
After all, I'm doing what I was intended to do,
becoming what I was meant to be. I look forward to
corresponding with you again, I know it's been a long time.
I tell you this as a courtesy - you can observe my work,
but there's no point in trying to interfere with it.
I'm now in full command of my talents.
I hope the world is ready.
Despite protests, Homeland Security refuses to divulge the names
or whereabouts of the 4400 living here in the US.
Confirmed reports of unusual abilities have the public panicked.
And yet this man sitting beside me says we have nothing to worry about.
I'm sure most of you recognise him
even though he's been away for the past 28 months.
I'm talking about Mr Jordan Collier,
who recently breached the government's wall of silence
and chose to out himself as one of the notorious 4400.
Jordan...
Why? Why now? Why here?
- What's your agenda? - I have no agenda.
But someone had to put a human face on the 4400.
We've been demonised enough by people like you.
If you're implying this is a witch-hunt, I disagree.
You're not the one burnt at the stake.
- Breakfast is ready. - Shouldn't I be saying that to you?
Maia!
Thank you very much!
This beats a can of coke and a slice of cold pizza.
- I'll get better at being the grown-up. - It's OK.
I like being the grown-up.
I think you'll have a good time with Mrs Benke.
I hear she's a very cool babysitter.
I talked to Mr Ryland about permission to get you enrolled in school.
- That would be nice, right? - Yeah, school might be fun.
Diana... You're not going to like what's in there.
Oliver Knox disappeared August 22nd 1983,
five nights after the last body turned up.
- He moved back when? - Three weeks ago.
- Nineteen days before the latest body. - It could be a coincidence.
The letter seems genuine but the latest victim wasn't a prostitute.
- The others were. - Coincidence.
That's the kind of positive thinking we like to encourage.
If it is Knox, we've got a 4400 serial killer on our hands.
If that's not a worst-case scenario, it'll do for one.
It's the kind of issue Barbara Yates lives for.
- So we're off to Friday Harbor. - Bring me back a t-shirt. Alex...
National Threat Assessment Command, NTAC.
- You're here about Knox? - Got it.
It's a small town.
Oliver reappeared after 21 years and he doesn't look a day older.
We connected the dots.
Are you gonna take over my investigation?
We'll be co-operating until we establish Knox's guilt or innocence.
I could use some fresh air. And some co-operation.
His alibi's airtight.
We still want to talk to him. Anything else you can tell us?
You want to know about Knox?
When he was 15, he was bow hunting with his cousin.
There was an accident, Knox ended up with an arrow in his chest.
His cousin panicked and ran.
Knox woke up in a pool of blood, with an arrow in his chest.
So he pulled it out and cauterised the wound?
Even better. He stood up and walked four miles into town,
strolled into the emergency room and checked himself in.
All this with an arrow in his chest.
Years later, I asked him if it happened that way.
He said every word was true.
I told him, "That must have been the walk from hell."
"Not at all", he said. "It was exhilarating."
He felt like he could have walked forever.
That's Oliver Knox.
THE BECOMING
Mr Knox... Mr Knox.
We've a few questions about the death of Theresa Baron.
Sheriff Conrad call you or you jumped to the same conclusion?
Not a big jump. You were on the police radar back in '83.
Along with a number of other people.
Did you know Ms Baron?
No. She was born after I was abducted.
Look, I know how tempting the math is on this murder.
I disappear in '83, the killings stop.
- Here I am, and the poor girl's dead. - We noticed.
In your shoes, I'd probably want me to be guilty too.
It would be so convenient, but...
I almost feel bad I can't oblige you.
I did not kill that woman.
Listen, can I get you some water?
If we're going to talk we might as well be civilised.
No. We've taken up enough of your time.
Conrad told me about how you got shot in the chest that day.
Jim does love to talk.
You'd like to see the arrow? I have it inside.
That won't be necessary.
How's Kyle?
We don't know yet.
About last night...
- The kiss. - That.
And other things.
- We have a lot to talk about. - No, we don't.
Shawn.
You have a gift.
- Nikki. When did you get here? - How's Kyle?
Still in intensive care but Uncle Tommy says he's stable.
Guess whatever they've been doing to him worked.
For now, anyway.
Listen, I'm starving. You wanna come with us to the cafeteria?
Yeah. I'll bring you a burrito.
Start with something easy.
- Tell me about your parents. - My parents?
They used to argue about money a lot. That was before they split up.
- They divorced? - Yeah, I was 14.
Do you remember how that made you feel?
Depressed.
Angry, maybe.
Why don't you tell me about the rest of your family?
They're gone.
Got a few cousins outside of St Louis who remember me as a...
picture in an old photo album.
My husband married another woman.
My brother hates that I'm back.
What's the point of this?
Look, you wanna help me?
Help me find a job.
Tell me what to say when they ask me how old I am.
Or about my work experience or how to explain that gap in my résumé.
Everyone says the world's better, people don't judge you by your skin.
I'm still being judged. You're asking me about my relationship with my parents?
Let's talk about this hostility that you're manifesting towards me.
Danny, you wanted to see me?
Thanks, Peter.
- So this is where you work? - Yeah.
- What's up? - I want to talk to you about something.
- Is it about Shawn? - How did you know?
I'm listening.
He had a fight at school a few weeks ago.
He might've killed the guy but I stepped in.
What did he do to him?
It sounds crazy but...
It was like Shawn was draining the life out of him, somehow.
I'm not the only one who saw it.
What made you decide to tell me now?
Just thought you should know.
Beautiful, aren't they?
I wonder if that's where we were.
- What's everybody doing here? - What are you doing here?
I don't know. I wanted to see it, where we came back.
I figured it would be a good place to come and think, to clear my head.
Most people come for the conversation.
- There's not a lot of that going on. - Give it time.
Around 11 o'clock, this place becomes one big group therapy session.
I'm sorry to interrupt but I just had to see this myself.
My name's Jordan Collier.
Some of you may recognise me.
If you do, you know I'm one of the 4400, just like you.
I'm impressed that you've found each other.
And I'm glad that you've come in support of each other.
And...
I'm cold!
And I have to guess that you guys are cold too.
I suggest that we continue these get-togethers indoors.
I have a place nearby. It's warm, it's spacious.
I want to invite all of you to meet me there next Thursday afternoon.
You listen to the news, you read the paper, you hear the talk.
It seems like the entire world is turning against us.
Well, what are we going to do about it?
Are we gonna give up? Run and hide? Maybe.
Or maybe, just maybe, we build a world of our own.
This is the spot where we found Theresa Baron's body.
- We went over everything pretty good. - Yeah, well...
We have the toys. We like to take them out of the box.
The killer posed her after she was dead?
There should have been blood hand-prints all over.
It rained that day. The scene was washed clean.
But if he dragged her over here, he had to grab onto something.
Tom.
I'll be damned.
His name is Philip Lopez. He did 18 years for rape.
He was paroled six months ago.
His prints were found at the scene of Theresa Baron's murder.
Everyone set?
Go.
Lopez!
Tom.
The suicide note says he killed all nine women.
Only his time away kept him from doing more.
The dates makes sense?
Lopez worked as seasonal labour during the first round of killings.
I guess we owe Oliver Knox an apology.
Excuse me, can I get a cranberry juice and Seltzer?
And... give me another of what he's having.
- Excuse me? - Sorry, I...
I go to Florence in four days and I didn't want to seem like a tourist.
- Ice? - A little.
- I studied Italian in college. - Really?
"Beautiful as a sunset over Duomo."
- That is very good. You get an A Plus. - And you get a free round.
- Felicia. Can I get a beer? - Grazie.
Need a refill, friend?
- Thanks. - Listen, I...
We don't know each other but I've something to show you.
- So, what's her name? - I don't know.
But... I can tell you something about her.
Hello?
So sorry I'm late!
Hey, Iris, how did we do today?
- I can't come back here. - What? Why?
That child. I'm sorry.
You'll find someone.
I told her we wouldn't be seeing each other for a couple of weeks.
Why did you tell her that?
Because she was gonna be called for jury duty.
She thought I was kidding.
A few hours later, her husband called.
And she got a summons for jury duty?
Well, hey, come here.
It's OK, all right? It's OK.
- What are you doing here so late? - My mom said he was getting worse.
The fluid's building inside his skull again.
Why did they take me and leave him like this?
We were both on the beach that night, I don't understand.
I wish I could remember something 'cause I keep thinking,
I think it would help.
Tom said you were here the night Kyle had that...
jump in his brain activity.
He was getting better.
And now he's dying.
Shawn, did you do something to him?
Shawn, tell me. Just talk to me.
You know I didn't do anything.
I told Uncle Tommy. I told you, OK?
I gotta go.
I wish we could talk to a doctor.
And say what?
"My baby may be an alien and, by the way, I know what it's thinking"?
That will just get me thrown right back in to quarantine.
I was there today to register our address.
Thanks, I can't stand going back there.
I ran into Gary Branscombe.
He had the bed next to mine. He told me about Jordan Collier's get-togethers.
- He's the hotel guy? - Yeah, turns out he's one of us.
We should go.
Richard, come on! You can't tell me teenagers didn't make out in 1951.
- Yeah, in a parked car by the lake. - Oh, in a parked car by the lake?
That's very cute.
Let me tell you somethin' about her...
Let me tell you somethin'... I can tell you somethin'...
Let me tell you somethin'...
Are you crazy?
Get outta the road!
I killed them. I killed them all.
- I killed them all. - Hands up! Keep your hands up!
Gail Keating. She worked at a video store.
They found her body in the park this morning.
Her blood was all over him.
He spoke for five minutes when we brought him in.
Confessed to Gail's death and the other nine murders.
- Not a word since. - Lopez killed Theresa Baron.
He said so in his suicide note, her shirt was in his apartment...
This morning, Charlie Staley confessed to the same murder.
They both claim to be behind the original killings?
Yeah. Only Charlie's 39. He was five years old when the first death happened.
We can eliminate Lopez as a suspect as well.
- How d'you figure that? - Lopez's prison records.
He was left-handed. The autopsy reports show
the Friday Harbor killer was right-handed.
So Lopez kills one girl, Staley kills the other,
and neither one committed the original crimes.
Why would they confess to murders they couldn't possibly have committed?
- The pieces don't quite fit together. - Until you add Knox into the puzzle.
He disappears, the killings stop. He came back, they started again.
Let's say Knox is involved somehow.
That means what? He's forcing these men to do his murders for him?
Could be. The question is, how?
Why have more than one person admit the crimes?
One, we'd stop digging. Two gets our attention.
Maybe he can't control everything. What if Knox can force people to kill?
But only by convincing them they really are the Friday Harbor killers?
In for one murder, in for them all.
Good!
Hi, welcome.
1969, huh? The good news is, your bell-bottoms are back in style.
- Hi. - Pleased to meet you.
There's this guy I was just talking to, he was gone for 40 years.
He picked everything up without missing a beat.
Then there's me, I'm gone for three years.
- And it's like my life's fallen apart... - I know, Shawn.
Remember that most of us feel the same way you do.
Some of us are more different than others, if you know what I mean.
I'm not sure I do.
OK. I had this fight with a guy at school, I know it's gonna sound crazy...
I really can't hear the specifics right now.
Not yet, anyway. I've a lot of interviews over the next few weeks.
I have to be able to deny what I need to.
I know you're feeling confused, and I can't blame you.
But it sounds to me like you've been given a gift.
That's what Nikki called it.
Well, Nikki's right, whoever she is.
And this gift, don't let it scare you.
- You will find the right way to use it. - OK.
What can I do for you this afternoon,
Lily '93?
Don't worry, it's not a line.
Though you're the most attractive abductee I've met all afternoon.
- Jordan Collier. I'm throwing this party. - Oh, nice to meet you.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
Do I detect a little romance brewing among the 4400?
You have a good eye.
I'm happy you're getting something positive out of all this.
- You're Jordan Collier. - Yes. See? He's not afraid of me.
I'm a little light-headed. It's hot.
I should sit down.
- Why don't I find you a seat? - I'll get some water.
Thank you.
Do you want me to call a doctor?
No, I'm not sick. It'll pass.
- Here you go. - That's good.
- If you're not sick, then what's...? - It's just morning sickness.
- You're pregnant. - First trimester.
Well, that explains it. Congratulations to both of you.
Did I say something wrong?
- It's a little more complicated... - Richard's not the father.
I wasn't pregnant when I was abducted but I was when I got back.
Strange, huh?
Interesting, is more like it.
It makes you wonder what they had in mind.
Whoever took us, I mean.
You haven't told your counsellor about this, have you?
- We haven't told anyone. - I'd keep it that way for now.
Look, how are you guys managing? Have everything you need?
Everything except a job.
I was a pilot in the air force, supposed to be drawing a pension.
That hasn't come through yet.
I've applied for flight instructor jobs, even for Seattle PD.
Every time they find out I'm one of the 4400,
the job suddenly goes away.
Look. I may have something you'd be interested in.
It doesn't involve flying but given your background in the military...
My foundation has an opening in the security department.
- Foundation? - For the 4400.
If you're interested, come by tomorrow and see me.
- I'll be there. - Good.
The rash of violence involving the 4400 continues.
Sources tell us Homeland Security is investigating a possible connection
between the Friday Harbor murders and an undisclosed returnee.
That hypocritical, self-righteous, irresponsible bitch...
- I take it he doesn't like her show. - He doesn't like her.
When we were with the FBI, she disclosed the name of a juror.
Judge declared a mistrial, three years of work down the drain.
She blindsided me once. That is not going to happen again.
Tom Baldwin.
Yes, Sheriff.
I see.
We'll be there. That was Conrad.
He got another letter.
"I decide who lives and who dies.
"My judgement is final and more verdicts are coming."
The date's clipped from this morning's paper.
Couldn't have been composed by Charlie Staley. Not from jail.
This letter's from the Friday Harbor killer?
It's genuine. It describes wound patterns on the original victims.
We kept that private.
If you believe Knox is involved, why's he out there walking around?
- Let's pick him up, right now. - We can't.
We need to know exactly how he's linked to these murders to bring him in.
So what do we do? Wait for another girl to turn up dead?
We can do better than that.
- $27.75, your change. - Thank you.
- What's this? - Let me tell you something about her.
Her name's Felicia. She works over at the bar...
I expected a scolding on the phone.
Maybe a tax audit. Not an invitation into the belly of the beast.
Consider it a tribute to your bully pulpit.
- I'm flattered. - Don't be.
DC is calling for your head.
I want you to dial back on the 4400.
Not gonna happen. I'm a journalist, I answer to my viewers.
Don't hide behind freedom of the press. You shout "Fire!" in a crowded theatre.
And you're gonna stop before the stampede begins.
Yeah, you have a really strong face. Seriously, you should come on my show.
You're getting in the way of my job.
If you continue to interfere with Homeland Security, tread lightly.
And what are you gonna do? Disappear me?
- I asked for your cooperation. - I've chosen not to give it.
Fair enough. Don't forget to get your parking validated on the way out.
This healthcare plan is incredible.
The cover should provide for all your doctor's visits
and hospital care once the baby's born.
- Mr Collier, I don't know what to say. - Say you'll take the job?
I'm sorry, I have to take this... Len?
Good, good. The whole property?
Excellent. 26 million.
Yes, I want you to close.
Don't worry about the board of directors.
They voted me back in as CEO when I returned. I'll handle them.
Call me when it's done. OK.
Real estate deals. They're never over till they're over.
So, are you going to come to work for me or not?
I can start tomorrow.
Mr Ryland, Phil Gibson. This is an honour.
Barbara will be very disappointed not to be here.
- Actually, I prefer to speak to you. - Great.
First, just let me say, sir, any information you give us
about the 4400 will never be traced back to you.
Glad to hear that. I've something important to pass on.
- Mind if I tape this? - Quick and simple.
I want Barbara Yates's coverage of the 4400 to stop.
- What do you mean? - I mean it ends.
She stops covering the story, period.
Listen, Mr Ryland, Barbara has sole authority over her editorial content.
Barbara says what Barbara wants. There's nothing I can do about it.
You're her producer. Produce.
You don't know what it's like in this business these days.
- We're not Walter Cronkite. - You want to talk about the old days?
In the old days, I would need a warrant to tap all your phones,
to freeze all your assets,
and to prevent you from ever being a passenger on any airline in the world.
Like you say, it's not the old days any more.
You've worked for Barbara Yates since the beginning.
I'm guessing you know where the bodies are buried.
Draw me a map.
My Dad will kick your ass if I come home smelling of beer.
Evil cousin Shawn, corruptor of the innocent.
Help! Help me, Shawn!
Oh, my God!
Excuse me.
I lost my dog. Can you help me find him?
- I haven't seen him. - A wire-haired terrier named Boss.
I haven't seen him. Would you let me by?
This isn't funny.
- I'll scream. - Yes, you will.
Don't move!
Felicia has to die! She has to!
This man. What did he say to you, Mr Mitchell?
- You've been following me? - No. Actually, we were following Knox.
I really like the composition of this shot, its nice, cosy symmetry.
Now, what did he say to you?
You keep at him. We'll bring in Knox, sit him next to his friend.
See what they have to say to each other.
- Knox! Open up! - Tom!
Knox!
- Are the police at the girl's house? - She refused an escort.
Hello.
Hello?
Excuse me. I lost my dog.
Can you help me find him? A wire-haired terrier named Boss.
Somebody help me!
Let her go, Knox!
Knox! Get away from her or I'll shoot.
- I think you broke my nose. - Stay down!
- You got me wrong. Let me tell you... - Not a word, not a word.
Goddamn serial killer. This guy murders eight people before he's abducted.
They send him back, he picks up where he left off.
In '83, Knox was your garden variety psychopath.
They sent him back enhanced. Big difference.
It makes whoever took him sound pretty nasty.
They also sent back Shawn. And Maia.
I know. For that, I'd like to thank them. But it all seems so random.
Maybe. Until you start to look at the bigger picture.
Orson Bailey kills Adam Kensington. Revenge murder. Open and shut.
Carl Morrissey's a well-intentioned vigilante who ends up dead.
Random.
But we know Kensington's company was perpetrating a massive fraud.
We've learned that since Morrissey's death,
his neighbours formed a committee protecting the park.
Anyone starting to see a pattern?
What? You're talking about some kind of ripple effect?
Diana to the head of the class.
The incidents themselves are just catalysts for change.
- Positive change in these two cases. - Wait a minute.
Whoever sent them back planned for these changes to take place?
Nothing positive in the Knox killing.
Or maybe we haven't seen the ripples yet.
Excuse me.
Hey... I have something I wanna tell you.
Hey... I have something I wanna tell you!
Police won't say who released this closely-guarded secret.
A document containing the names and addresses
of all the 4400 has appeared on the internet
and is now posted on more than 20 sites.
Authorities won't confirm the leak but efforts to shut down the sites,
with an emergency injunction, suggest the list is genuine.
We'll have more on this breaking story as it develops.
What are you doing here, Shawn?
Kyle?
How long...
...have I been in the dark?