- previously, on heroes...
I think Sylar's beginning to emerge again.
I'm part of you, Matt.
Whatever you did to me, I held on.
Now I'm inside your head.
I'm in control here, not the power.
I'm not you, you son of a bitch!
Keppler! The guy's name is Keppler.
Lives in long beach.
You're supposed to be the man with the plan, remember?
I'm not sure I'm that guy anymore.
Why's that?
Because I've lost my family, Angela.
Maybe changing your name back to Bennet
wasn't such a great idea after all.
But they say college is for reinventing yourself.
Have you ever heard of the jump, push, fall test?
All we need is a dummy
the approximate size and weight of Annie.
So where do we get our hands on a dead body?
I guess she did kill herself.
I met an empath.
You talk to him?
Didn't really get a chance.
Claire?
Claire, it's Gretchen. Open up.
Claire, we need to talk!
No, darling, this batch isn't for you.
I think...
I think I found someone to fill Joseph's shoes.
I'm going out.
Wearing that?
I draw unwanted attention being myself.
Haven't worn a suit since I was a boy.
My parents forced us to be prim,
binding us to a life of... combed hair and...
shined shoes.
And then I discovered
I could control the very earth under my feet,
and I was liberated.
I could be filthy.
Tie still feels like a damn noose around my neck.
Come here.
You don't have to leave.
You know, I could... I could do whatever you want.
No. Thank you.
It's my responsibility.
Ever since joseph died, I feel like the lights...
Don't shine as bright in here.
Feel like I'm missing a part of myself.
He was my compass.
I'm afraid of where we're going without it.
- I need it back. - I'm sorry for your loss.
But you know you cannot replace your brother.
No, you don't understand.
We have a need, and I have a candidate.
I just want to see
if he deserves a place at our table.
Do you think that you might go home
while you're out there?
No. I left that life.
I don't ever want to go back again.
- How do I look? - Like everybody else.
Hey. Are you Peter Petrelli,
the paramedic who saved that cop's life last week?
- Yeah. - That was awesome, man.
- Here. - Thanks. What's this?
You been served.
Guess you need to be more careful
when you're saving people, hero.
Aw...
You expecting somebody, Parkman?
Suspect's house is over there.
How damn long does it take a judge
to issue a warrant?
We are gonna get this guy, okay?
We're gonna find the stash, both get commendations.
It's gonna be a great day.
Just relax.
Yeah.
It's not even about that. I...
My 30-day sobriety chip.
I slipped. I used.
I'm still being haunted
by the ghost of all the crappy things I've done past,
and it got the better of me.
A.d.a.
Yeah.
Mmm.
I wish I was a ghost.
It would be so much better than this hell,
being stuck in your miserable life... ehh!
I mean, have you seen yourself eat a burrito?
Why don't you just get the hell out of here?
Well, there's only one way out.
Which is you need to figure out how to undo what you did.
Give me back my body, and I will be happy...
to leave you stewing in your mediocrity.
You're a killer. I'm a cop.
If I have to keep you trapped inside this prison
for the rest of my life...
so be it.
You really think you're up to the challenge?
Yyou got no power. None.
You're annoying as hell, yes, but ultimately... harmless.
I can just ignore you until you fade away
like a bad memory.
We'll see.
- We got the warrant. - Good.
I want you on this job.
But you're not going into that house
until I know that you'll keep it together.
I'm fine. Look.
Huh?
It's the first day of the rest of my life... right?
So I put away my ghosts and put my game face on.
- Let's go. - All right.
- Police, open up! - Ppen up!
I'll check upstairs.
Parkman.
I'm not interrupting you, am I?
I'm everywhere.
Hey. Where you going? He's in the closet.
Yeah.
Your drug dealer is in that closet.
What kind of cop doesn't check a closet?
And he has a gun.
You're done. Drop it.
Now!
Ah! Oh!
Okay!
You're welcome.
Gretchen?
I told you that...
Dad. What are you doing here?
"Hey, dad. Nice to see you.
Thanks for bringing the house-warming presents."
Hey, dad. Nice to see you.
Thanks for bringing the housewarming presents.
- You okay? - Yeah. I'm fine.
Your mother told me
about your roommate Annie committing suicide.
I should have called you. I know.
- I didn't call because... - No. No, no, no, I...
I don't want to put you on the spot.
I just wanna make sure you're all right.
I'm.. .dealing with it. I'm fine.
I know that fine. It's, uh...
It's not very convincing.
You want to try again?
It's not just the whole Annie thing, it's...
It's just an adjustment, college.
I'm adjusting.
I miss my family. I miss you.
Mom. Even Lyle.
What do you say we grab some lunch?
Spend a little time, talk.
- If you're not busy. - No.
Sounds like a plan.
- Let me just go get pretty. - You look beautiful.
I'll be just a minute.
So this is your plan?
You're just gonna avoid me?
I'm not.
Wow. You're even gonna avoid admitting you're avoiding me.
No, no, no, I'm not.
I was just busy and... and studying and...
Organic chem is a bitch.
How's, uh, art history?
So we're really not gonna talk about this?
Look... whatever it is
you thought you saw the other night,
you didn't see.
I didn't see you hurl yourself out a window
and then snap your bones back into place?
No!
I mean, yes, I was... I was on the ground
and I was testing your theory, you know, jump, push, fall,
and I think Annie did commit suicide,
which is awful and... and tragic.
You don't have to lie to me.
Look, you were wrong about Annie
just like you're wrong about me.
Seriously, what are you... a vampire, an alien?
Some kind of freakish government experiment?
All right. I just have to change.
Hi, Mr. Bennet.
Who's your friend?
Oh, that's, uh, Gretchen.
Nice to meet you.
Yeah, um...
would you like to join us for lunch?
Oh. That's nice.
You don't... you don't have to do that.
It would be my pleasure.
I'm pretty sure that Gretchen
has an art history assignment due tomorrow.
Isn't that right, Gretchen?
Yeah, but I finished my paper already.
- And I'm starving. - Great.
Great.
Hey. we can do this the easy way or the hard way.
So why don't you just tell us where you hid the drugs?
- Why don't you ask my lawyer? - Did he just...
I can't believe people actually say that.
You can call your lawyer after we're done searching the house.
- No, you can't do that, man. - We have a warrant.
You attempted to murder an officer... me.
So we are gonna stay here as long as it takes.
Or you could just grow a pair and...
end this idiotic sobriety.
I'm gonna ask you one more time...
Stop asking. Use your abilities.
I'm gonna go check in the bathroom.
Not as easy to ignore me as you thought.
It's because I ooze charm.
- Looking in the wrong place. - Stop helping.
Hey, if I'm gonna be stuck in here,
I might as well make the most of it.
I always thought I'd be an excellent cop.
Fine. Ignore me.
Something... doesn't fit in this picture.
- Stuffed rabbit? - A stuffed rabbit!
This house isn't used for drugs.
It's used for something worse.
A lot worse.
Hi. I need a file.
Um, Hooper, William. H-o-o-p-e-r.
Look, it'll just take a second.
It's my accident report. If you could just type it in.
Seriously?
I get it.
You're just, uh, doing your job.
I'm doing my job.
Save a guy's life and he... sues me for it.
I guess no good deed goes unpunished, right?
I'm talking to myself.
Who are you listening to?
Your headphones.
It's cool. I like that band too.
You okay?
He's in physical therapy right now.
Thank you.
'Scuse me. William Hooper?
Yes? That's me.
I think there's been a mistake.
I've never met you before.
There's no mistake, Mr. Petrelli.
You pulled me from the 424 bus
after it crashed at Lexington and 53rd.
I remember you were fast, so fast,
so negligent, you dislocated my arm.
Well, I remember everybody that was on that bus.
You weren't on it.
What is this, a scam? You recognize my family name?
You want money?
I'm not scamming you. Don't need your cash.
- Then what? - Empathy.
I'm in town because of my brother Joseph.
He died and...
there's a lot of loose ends to take care of
when someone passes.
I'm all alone now.
I have to take care of our entire family.
It's my responsibility. It's my burden.
But I can't do that on account of you.
Doctor says I won't work for months.
If I don't work, I don't feed my family.
Are you the kinda man
that's going to allow my family to starve?
You know what? This was a mistake.
I'm gonna let the lawyers handle it... good day.
Working two, three shifts at a time.
My lawyer already checked on you.
I know what it's like to feel the pressure of obligation.
But isn't it possible I was on that bus
and you've become so spread thin that you...
Forgot?
No. It's not.
You're not going blind, Emma.
There's nothing wrong with your eyes.
When you saw the lights, did other people see them?
Did you ever hear of synesthesia?
Yeah, yeah.
People say that they can smell words
or hear numbers.
It's possible. It's very common in deaf cases.
Maybe your body's trying to tell you something.
Emma, Emma. This is serious.
You know, you are completely disengaged.
You file records when you could be treating patients.
Is that why you wear the headphones?
Hey!
I don't want to see their faces.
Okay. We've got saag paneer.
Baingan bharta.
Aloo gobi.
- Tikka masala. - Seriously?
It just looks like green, brown,
yellow, and orange.
Don't make the stink face. You're gonna love it.
Except he forgot the raita.
I don't want to offend your dad,
but what if I don't like yellow?
- Just do the napkin trick. - Sir?
Excuse me, we also had an order of raita for the table.
Could you bring that out, please?
Clever. You're very good at hiding things.
So, Gretchen, what's your major?
Physiology and biomechanics.
I thought it was art history.
I'm gonna change.
I'm obsessed with the abilities of the human body.
The other day I saw this girl...
on Youtube.
She was born with this gene
that doesn't let her feel any pain, like nothing.
And her parents are freaked that she could cut her hand
or burn herself and not even know.
So she's totally cloistered.
Pretty cool, huh?
It's unusual, to say the least.
So, what do you think, Claire?
Wanna audit some of these classes with me?
What do you think, Claire?
Why would I be interested in that?
Because it's awesome, we could do it together,
and you're still undeclared.
Well, I can be undeclared till, uh, third year.
Yeah, but that's just like denying the inevitable.
How long can you do that for?
You know, this yellow is really good.
Yummy yellow.
So, Mr. Bennet, what do you do?
Retired.
But I'm always finding new reasons to go back to work.
Whose do you think this is?
I mean, it's not his daughter.
Would you let your kid play here?
Yeah, me neither.
Here, I think these keys go up to the garage.
- I'm gonna go check it out. - Okay, cool.
I'll keep an eye on him.
Okay, tell me what the hell you think you know.
Come on, whose stuffed animal is that?
Is there a kid here? Tell me.
Hey!
Right. You're ignoring me now?
Doesn't feel very good, does it?
Somebody has something you want,
and they just won't give it to you.
I never intended for this to happen.
Unless you did, Mr. Parkman.
What the hell's that supposed to me?
Your life's a mess, Matt.
I'm stuck inside your mind with your powers
and all your anxieties.
It's sad.
You're so desperate for anyone to love you...
I mean Janice or your kid.
And they never will love you. And you wanna know why?
- Dhut up! - I didn't say anything, man!
Because you come in at a zero on the confidence scale.
You're always second-guessing yourself.
Listen, I'm innocent!
Sweating every decision you make... literally.
- I swear! - You know what I think?
I think you wanted me in here to help you.
You wanted me to pick your sorry ass up out of the mud
and help make you a man.
Very good, detective.
You found it all on your own.
I'm almost impressed.
Now what are you gonna do, Matt?
Are you man enough to save her?
You were right, Mr. Bennet.
This was outstanding. Thank you.
You're welcome.
That mango lassi just goes right through you.
Excuse me.
- Okay, look... - I know things are difficult,
but I can't believe you told her about your ability.
I didn't tell her! She just found out.
I gotta contact the haitian. Erase Gretchen's memory.
Clean this mess up.
Hey! Gretchen is not the enemy.
She's just a girl,
and she's the only friend that I've made.
I appreciate your concern,
but I don't need you fighting my battles for me.
I can handle this.
- Really? - What's your plan, Claire?
Stop.
You make that phone call,
and I swear I will banish you.
I will not call. I will not email.
This is my mess, and I'm gonna clean it up.
So...
What's for dessert?
- Where is she? - What are you talking about?
This is what I'm talking about,
the girl you wrote the ransom note for.
- Where is she? - There is no girl.
Little girl's life at stake, Parkman.
You don't have a lot of time.
Use your power.
Under the stairs...
she's under... she's under the stairs.
What did you do? What did you do!
What? Dude, what are you doing?
Parkman! Parkman, what the hell are you doing?
A girl. He killed a girl.
Her body's under the stairs.
- What girl? - The girl!
The girl's body, Mike. She's right...
What...
The stuffed rabbit. Where's the stuffed...
- pink stuffed... - What?
I used your own power... against you.
You're being sued?
This is a scam.
This guy wasn't even in that bus crash.
According to my log, he was.
The hospital is not gonna take the fall on this.
They're gonna blame you.
For what? I've been nothing but committed.
Yeah, I know. You're everywhere.
Always the first on scene.
What's that supposed to mean?
There's a couple of people floating the theory
that you cause the accidents yourself.
Glory hounding.
So what, you... you believe them?
They ask if you've been reckless,
they ask if you've been behaving suspiciously.
- You have. - Hesam, you know me.
- We're partners. - Partners?
Man, you run off the second we get on scene.
I'm your chauffeur.
Hmph.
He was on the bus.
Look, Claire, I'm sorry if I push too hard.
I push. I'm pushy.
Ya think?
You don't want to talk. I get that.
Wanted to keep a secret that got out.
When I was in junior high,
the girls called me Retchin' Gretchen.
That's a terrible nickname.
Yeah, they said that I smelled like puke
because I was bulimic.
Wow. I can't believe they would make that up.
Yeah. Made it up.
I'll see you around.
Gretchen.
I really, really want to trust you,
but my life has been a complex series of disasters,
and... it's been a really, really long time
since I felt safe enough to tell anyone the truth.
But I'm tired of keeping the secret to myself.
So ask me anything.
I'll tell you the truth.
Mr. Petrelli. Didn't expect to see you again.
You look like you've been running all over the city.
I need to apologize to you.
You were on that bus.
I made a mistake, and I am sorry.
Thank you.
I'm gonna make it right.
No need to concern yourself.
There must be something I can do.
Have you ever lost a brother?
No. No, I haven't.
I used to work hospice.
I used to help families through the worst pain imaginable.
Joseph and I grew up nearby.
I thought I'd go back home
to remember the good times.
Can't bring yourself to go?
Too many bad memories mixed in with the good.
My trip here started as one thing,
but it turned into something else.
Can't seem to find any solace anywhere.
Grieving is... messy.
I saw it all the time.
People can offer their condolences.
They can tell you they're sorry for your loss,
but they don't... know what it is that you're feeling.
What do you say to people?
I just sit with them,
be with them.
I'd let 'em know that they're not alone.
So what made you become a paramedic?
I wanted to save lives instead of watching them pass.
You're exactly who I'd hoped you'd be.
I'm dropping the lawsuit.
Thank you, Peter, for everything.
You know, it's not for nothing, but if you...
made the trip all the way out here,
I really think that you should visit your home.
I think I will.
Sorry to bother you at this hour,
but, um...
I grew up here.
My father used to be the butler.
My mother was the maid.
My brother, uh, recently passed away,
and, uh... I just...
thought I could take a look around.
Not here, but in the carriage house.
We're actually in the middle of a dinner party.
Please.
This really is not a good time.
Sorry for your loss.
So wait, you're telling me that you've never been drunk?
Because that's like 85% of the college experience.
I know. It just doesn't work on me.
I heal too quickly.
But the good thing is
you will always have a designated driver.
Can I... see it?
See what?
The healing?
If that's not crossing a line.
The hand's always the favorite.
Go for it.
I've never done this before.
Well, I would hope not.
It's okay.
- Aah! - Oh, my God, oh, my God!
I'm so sorry! Are you okay?
I'm just kidding. I'm sorry.
That was mean. I'm fine.
I have to take this.
I'll be right back.
Dad, I've got everything under control, okay?
And I told Gretchen everything about everything,
and I know that you're gonna be mad.
But this was my choice.
It's not just us anymore,
and I'm gonna have other people in my life,
friends and boyfriends,
and I can't close myself off with lies.
- Did you rehearse that speech? - Yes.
I wanted to get it right.
No, it... it was good. Listen, I, um...
I think I owe you an apology.
I was a bit harsh earlier at the restaurant.
- A bit? - Okay. Two bits.
It's just...
when I look at you,
I can't help seeing my Claire bear, and, uh...
when you get in any kind of trouble,
I feel this instinct to protect you.
Well, you can't do that now.
I don't think I can ever really do it again.
Not like before.
Look, I will always be here for you.
Always.
But... you're right.
You can handle your own problems now.
And I'll try to worry about myself from now on.
Thanks.
Good night, dad.
Good night, Claire.
Good night.
Can I, uh, borrow this?
No.
Right. Sorry.
No, I... I mean yes.
Yes, but...
Well, you won't have to borrow it because...
it'll be here.
Do you want to be my roommate?
Let me think, um...
rooming with a boring girl who smells like pickles,
or the supergirl who's got excellent taste in literature.
Well, all right then.
Roomie.
I just... I don't see any other way out of this.
You crossed the line, man.
What's gonna happen to me, Mike?
You need to find yourself a damn good lawyer.
This is gonna ruin my life.
I am sorry.
Yeah.
Me too.
What are you doing?
I guess I'm just not strong enough anymore.
Nothing happened here.
He attacked you. I stopped him.
That's all. Go call it in.
I'll go call it in, Matt.
I'm proud of you.
You're finally becoming more like me.
Today is...
the first day of the rest of your life.
Now, they can all be like this...
or you and I can go find my body.
Weird, huh.
Sorry to make you boys come out.
Three people died here. Could have been a lot worse.
- So what happened? - Sinkhole.
Sinkhole?
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