Previously on "Marvel's Agents of S. H. I. E. L. D."...
And every outcome where we don't come out on top
has one thing in common.
Fitz.
And now you're gonna take us to him.
Daisy: Sibyl dropped Kora in my lap
because they knew I'd want to save her.
The thing is, I already have a sister to save.
Her name is Jemma Simmons.
Where are you?!
I don't want to forget you.
Please. It's gonna be okay.
I promise.
I'm guessing from his attitude that he didn't find Fitz.
Fitz?
Who's Fitz?
Your mother died protecting Daisy from him.
Nathaniel: To all Chronicom vessels,
you may fire whenever you want.
They're doing it.
They're destroying S. H. I. E. L. D.
Sousa: Are those space lasers?
Daisy: Just lasers that happen to be in space.
But they're weapons, right?
100%.
But they don't seem to be aimed at us,
which means they probably don't see us yet.
Hope that's still true after I do this.
Alright, we got less than a minute
before we dock with the Zephyr...
or the other thing's gonna happen.
Let's say we manage to dock with the Zephyr
and somehow rescue Simmons and Deke.
Then what?
One problem at a time.
Here we go.
Three...
two...
one.
Nice flying, Tremors.
I thought it was "Quake."
What was that? Are we hit?
No.
I think they've locked on to the Zephyr.
So...
I guess this is the next problem.
Is it possible they're on the other side,
doing the exact same thing?
Let's scan their ship, see if we can find our team.
This is your last chance to give up Fitz's location.
The Chronicoms won't be so ‐‐
Amateurish?
Pedestrian?
Ham‐fisted?
Sibyl: We have a more precise method of retrieving information.
Aah!
Hey!
Well, look at you.
I was gonna say "in the flesh,"
but I suspect it's more like a space‐age polymer...
or something.
Either way, it's super‐impressive.
Everything is.
And what a triumph.
All S. H. I. E. L. D. targets destroyed.
Except for the Lighthouse.
Straight to the point.
I like that.
You've been inside.
You know that the Lighthouse was built
to withstand any external attack.
Which is why we're taking a different approach.
None of it matters if Leopold Fitz is alive.
As long as he lives, our future isn't secure.
Jemma Simmons has effectively erased him from her memory.
In fact, based on what I saw,
there's a good chance he isn't even alive.
I'm not leaving it to chance.
The injection I gave her will dissolve her implant.
We'll learn whether she's truly forgotten Leopold Fitz...
or whether it's simply masking the truth.
It looks like every S. H. I. E. L. D. base is gone.
Even the Triskelion.
Are you okay?
I will be.
It's just...a lot.
You can feel all those lives lost?
Why weren't we attacked? Sibyl knows where we are.
She's smart.
She knows the Lighthouse would survive
a conventional assault.
She must have other plans.
Where's that coming from?
What are the Chronicoms doing now?
I can't stop it.
Why don't you two implement lockdown protocols
while I figure this out.
Why didn't you tell me you were working with the Chronicoms?
I'm not working with the Chronicoms.
They're working for me ‐‐ for us.
It's part of my plan.
Was killing my mom a part of your plan, as well?
I saw her body.
I know it was you.
I did that for you.
To protect you.
I didn't ask for that.
Because you're a good person.
You don't see the evil in others.
If you'd only heard some of the things she said ‐‐
that you were a mistake,
that she was sad you were even born,
how you needed to be put down.
Jiaying was never interested in being your mother.
She only wanted to control you.
She resented you.
But I'm here to set you free.
To show you how powerful you can be.
It was terrible,
seeing her on a table like that.
I know.
I'm making sure her body is buried
and that everyone who tried to hurt you
will be buried with her.
Breaker, breaker one‐nine.
This is the Big Bad Wolf.
I'm in the henhouse.
Time to fry some chicken.
I have a tingle right here.
It's probably the implant.
The bio‐implant that blocks your memories ‐‐
of you‐know‐who.
Of Fitz.
I know that name.
Yes. You do.
Um, I ‐‐
Maybe this will help, okay?
Um...
I'm the man you love.
We're a team.
You're bio, I'm tech.
My name is ‐‐
- James Bond. - 'Kay. No.
But that's not entirely...surprising.
Never mind.
Um...I don't know. Maybe ‐‐
Maybe the thing that they injected you with is doing something.
Maybe it's destroying the implant
or it's scrambling your thoughts and your memories
and your synapses all together.
Why would they do that?
Because they think that you have a secret.
I do have a secret.
I can feel it.
It's in there, and everything's ‐‐
...swirling.
Maybe that's their plan.
They're gonna pour everything out
until they find what they need.
It's okay. I got you. Just rest.
Mack: That's a lot of Chronicoms.
We just have to find...
There.
Now, you see how those two are warmer?
I'm pretty sure that's Simmons and Deke.
What about that one ‐‐ there?
Kora.
How'd she get up here?
I don't care.
She's not gonna stop me from getting back Simmons.
And Deke.
Sure.
So, how are we gonna do this?
Well, they don't know we're here,
so I'll infiltrate the ship and I'll bring them back.
Okay.
I'll figure out a way to get the hangar doors open.
Seems they're our only way out.
I can help with that.
Great.
I'll be back.
Daisy.
Yeah?
Didn't know I was gonna do that.
I'm glad you did.
Um...I'll see you when I get back.
Yeah. Okay.
Impressive.
Thank you.
Turns out I speak fax.
This isn't fax.
Garrett's here.
Yo‐Yo: That's down on the lowest level.
Well, we knew they'd be coming for us.
Zoom in on that.
I'll say it if no one else will.
That's a Chronibomb.
Enough of those strategically placed around the base,
he'll be able to flatten the entire Lighthouse.
Any progress on that gadget to contain him?
Yeah.
Mack gave us a hard drive.
It has specs of a device
that trapped Gordon in our old timeline.
I remember that room.
It cost you a hand.
Seemed like a big deal at the time.
Now look at me.
Fitz built these panels.
They prevented Gordon from teleporting out.
I'm working on something that might replicate that trick.
I'll need your help to pull it off.
I hope it involves punching.
Sibyl: Did you really think you could sneak onto one of my ships?
Well, you gotta admit, you didn't see that coming.
I'll grant that your appearance is a statistical improbability.
But whatever advantage you hoped to gain is irrelevant.
I didn't see you coming because it is meaningless.
You're too late.
Every S. H. I. E. L. D. base has been destroyed.
The war is over.
And you've lost.
Let's just kill them now.
My team can finish them in no time.
You know nothing of time.
Take care of the humans on their ship.
Do not interfere with Daisy Johnson.
I don't like this idea.
I need confirmation that Leopold Fitz is dead.
The odds of discovering the truth about him
are 11% higher
if we allow Daisy Johnson to reunite with Jemma Simmons.
Be patient.
It can't be true.
I'm sure it's not.
We didn't come this far to fail.
Not like this. Not to a bunch of ‐‐
Robots.
She has to be lying.
Lighthouse can survive anything.
We just need to get back down to it, regroup.
It's too late for that.
We owe Daisy, Simmons, and Deke a way out of here
when they get back.
Yeah.
We do owe them that.
There's no reason to be quiet anymore.
Let's make some noise.
Let's blow those hangar doors to pieces.
What else do we have?
Kora: I was surprised that my sister is here.
Never underestimate the power of hate.
You heard how she threatened us?
Is she really that powerful?
In the other timeline, she quaked the world apart.
There is no end to her hate,
to what she's willing to destroy.
But you know who's more powerful than her?
Us.
That's right.
S.H.I.E.L.D. are the bad guys.
It's why we're destroying them.
But after they're gone,
we'll be able to take over the planet.
There'll be chaos and anarchy,
and then you and I are gonna come save the day.
'Cause we're the good guys.
There's only one person who could ruin that.
Daisy. That's right.
She's very bad.
I don't care what Sibyl says about percentages or waiting.
We need to finish Daisy off.
Now.
That's pretty specific.
It's based on the schematics Fitz designed.
I think it'll work.
I'm still getting used to the idea of you as a techie.
I'm still getting used to the idea of me as just "tech."
You really believe that?
No. Not really.
Still...figuring it out.
Me too.
We're not the same people we were.
Pretty sure everyone would agree on that.
I'm wondering if we change the timelines or...
if they change us.
The Melinda May I know
would never ask these philosophical questions.
Which is the point.
How did I become this me?
I don't know.
But I like this you.
And if I'm completely honest...
I like this me, as well.
Well, hey, buddy.
What's with the "X"?
Based on the structural integrity of the Lighthouse,
I determined you'd appear right about there
to plant one of your bombs.
And did you think I was gonna just teleport
straight into those?
No, I thought it'd be way cooler
to have them teleported onto you.
Well, that would be a neat trick.
Well...I'd love to stay and chat,
but there's some very impressive explosives about to blow,
so ta‐ta.
That hurt.
Tell us how to deactivate these.
I can't. Not from here.
I didn't think I'd need to.
How many bombs total?
An even dozen.
Gonna pancake this whole puppy.
Unless you want to get pancaked with us, call it off.
Thought you'd be back by now.
Those bombs are gonna blow in a minute or two.
Funny story. That's what I'm calling about.
I'm gonna need you to deactivate those bad boys.
Wow. You know, I'd love to, but that's not what the plan is.
The plan is for you to demolish the Lighthouse.
100%. Totally on board with that.
I just need a little more time ‐‐ 10 minutes tops.
Otherwise, if this baby blows, I'm gonna blow.
Then I'm gonna take this opportunity,
in case I don't see you again,
to thank you for your service.
Son of a bitch.
There's no time to get to the surface.
May?!
Coulson?!
Hello?!
Coulson: I need a hand ‐‐ over here.
Help me with May.
Can you stand?
Yeah.
Thanks.
I moved all the bombs to one place,
hoping the whole structure wouldn't collapse.
What about Garrett?
We need to stop the bleeding.
Do we?
He's our best chance to help our friends in space.
When I asked if you had something else,
I meant something... bigger and more powerful.
Well, I don't see you coming up with any brilliant ideas.
Wish I could disagree.
Hey, look, for a guy who was ripped from his own timeline,
who ended up on a spaceship full of robots,
you're not doing half bad.
Follow my lead.
We are here to take your faces.
Lord knows you could do a lot better
than the ones you're wearing now.
I'm pretty sure they don't understand sarcasm.
They'll understand this.
If that wasn't egg in your beer.
How many more of those do you have?
That's it.
We just have to hold them off long enough
for Daisy to get back with Simmons and Deke.
And then?
One problem at a time.
That's not creepy...
He should make it.
Don't sound so thrilled.
Yo‐Yo.
What happened?
It was dark.
Speared myself with a piece of rebar.
And there's a lot of rebar.
As far as I can see, we're trapped down here.
All the exits are blocked under a ton of rubble.
Son of a bitch.
Have a little respect for the people who saved your ass.
I meant Nathaniel Malick.
Bastard left me here to die.
What ever happened to team loyalty?
I was shown a future where S. H. I. E. L. D. abandoned me.
How come it's playing out the exact opposite?
Malick showed you an old timeline.
This one's different.
Nothing's written.
It's not too late to be on the right side of history.
Looks like I'm wearing a white hat from now on.
Hey.
Buddy?
Interesting.
I'm hearing a pattern in the sounds.
Hi.
Daisy.
Finally.
Okay. We have to go.
Jemma.
What's going on?
They injected her with something.
It's blurring her memories.
I think the Chronicoms are trying to get intel on Bobo.
This is Daisy.
She's gonna help us get out of here, okay?
She doesn't even remember me?
It comes and goes.
She was talking about stars a minute ago,
and then she went off on cuttlefish and chromatophores.
Jemma, we‐‐ we're gonna get you somewhere safe,
but we have to go, okay?
Why are you wearing that costume?
It's ‐‐ It's not a costume.
It's for protection.
Can I have one?
U‐...
Yes. Yes.
Come on. Follow me, and you will get one.
Wait. How did you get in here?
It's the weirdest thing. Nobody tried to stop me.
It was like they wanted me to find Simmons.
And me. Sure.
Is this the future or the past? They look so similar.
Is this a secret time?
Yes, yes. Everything has to be kept secret.
It's so hard, trying to remember
what's a secret and what's not.
The device in Jemma Simmons' brain has been dissolved.
She has no protection.
Where is Kora?
Resting.
What if Simmons doesn't tell us what we need?
She will have no choice. The truth will pour out.
We will learn whether or not Fitz is alive,
and if he is...
we will have his location.
And the rest of S. H. I. E. L. D.?
Their ship is trapped.
They lack the firepower to defend themselves,
let alone escape.
We will do with them as you wish.
Deke reconfigured these shells
with an electrical disruption charge.
A single shot should drop a Chronicom.
Great.
How many shells do we have?
Maybe 50.
50?
Wow. That's real peachy.
Did you just say "peachy"?
Yeah.
Geez.
When we get out of here, I gotta get you some new words.
And don't let Daisy hear you talking like that.
Why? Does it mean something bad now?
No, it's ‐‐
Never mind.
It's a fine word.
And you're a fine man.
I just can't believe it's gonna be...
robots that take us out in the end.
If this really is the end,
shouldn't we take out as many of them as possible?
Even more than 50?
Back at Area 51,
the Chronicoms tried to turn Helius into a nuclear bomb
using just one of their robots.
What kind of damage could we do with these six?
A helluva lot.
You're right ‐‐ definitely weird.
I keep forgetting ‐‐ where are we going?
Home.
I have a home.
And I'm married.
I remember being married.
Is that a secret?
Who did I marry?
I can smell his hair, but I can't see his face.
We'll talk about this later.
But isn't this later?
It's about being married, joining together, join ‐‐
I can do it, even if I don't know why.
Here it comes.
Marriage is the key.
Heart in hand ‐‐ and singing.
Can a key sing?
After we're joined, we're unstoppable.
But I'm afraid we stopped.
God.
Okay, Simmons, let's just ‐‐ let's just keep going, okay?
We're almost there.
What have you done?
What are you talking about?
Kora.
She's going to ruin it.
Hello, sister.
Kora, we don't have to do this ‐‐
not here.
Let's get off this ship and talk.
You knew our mom was dead, but you didn't tell me.
That was a mistake.
I was trying to protect you.
I don't need protection!
Get Simmons back to the Zephyr.
Don't wait for me.
Go.
See?
I can take care of myself.
Having a power is not the same thing
as taking care of yourself.
You sound like Mom.
I wouldn't know.
She was a monster.
You don't believe that.
Don't...tell me what I believe.
Okay.
Then I'll tell you what I believe.
I believe that Jiaying loved you more than anything.
But she didn't know how to help you.
She was afraid of me.
She was afraid for you.
Twisting words again.
I'm not gonna use my power to fight you.
Then you're going to die.
That's your call to make.
Look...
I didn't have a sister in my timeline.
I didn't even know I had a mom until it was too late.
You're better off without one.
No. I wasn't.
And the only reason she had me
was out of love and grief over losing you.
Come with me.
It's too late.
S.H.I.E.L.D. is destroyed.
We've won.
Nathaniel and I are gonna rule over everyone.
Is that what you want?
Or is that what he wants?
We can still change this timeline.
Will you help me?
Coulson: It's an 0‐8‐4.
Well, technically, it's the location of an 0‐8‐4.
So, the message came from S. H. I. E. L. D., not the Chronicoms.
What's an 0‐8‐4?
An object of unknown origin.
Could be a person, an energy source, a weapon.
Whatever it is, it's dangerous.
It could be a trap.
Can't be much worse than being trapped in here.
Hey.
I can get us out.
Just slip these bracelets off me,
and I'll be your teleporting taxi.
No way. Hell no.
New timeline, new John Garrett.
That just makes it worse.
I don't think we have any other options.
Okay.
Now, this is wired to the Gravitonium Drive,
as well as the Time Jump Drive.
It's gonna make a helluva boom.
Deke. Jemma.
Where's Daisy?
Dealing with Kora.
She said not to wait.
I know this place.
Home.
Yeah, we're not there yet.
They did something to her.
She's remembering and forgetting at the same time.
We can't let the Chronicoms have her. The ‐‐
So, what's the plan now?
Is it something that doesn't involve a suicide bomb?
Because this looks a lot like a suicide bomb.
This was in case Daisy didn't find you guys.
I'll go for Daisy.
Stand down, Agent Sousa.
And do what?
Find me some duct tape.
You are responsible for this.
Simmons was about to give us the location of Leopold Fitz,
but now the moment has passed.
Where are they?
I don't think Daisy's bad.
She ‐‐ She said things, and...
and they ‐‐ they made sense.
I couldn't.
I'm sorry.
You don't think Daisy's bad?
No.
Okay.
Well...
We'll just have to agree to disagree.
Kimball, you interested in a promotion?
Absolutely.
Then lock her up in a cell.
Looks like we got to consult your Time Stream again.
I told you guys not to wait.
Yeah. You're welcome.
What's the plan?
Mack and Sousa figured it out.
I'm still a little fuzzy, but apparently,
it involves a lot of duct tape.
Deke: Daisy's on board. It's go time.
Do I sound cool when I say that?
That one right there.
Lord, I hope this works.
Man: Freeze! Hands in the air, or we'll ‐‐
Hands behind your head before another person gets shot.
I can disarm everyone
without them even knowing what happened.
Let's not scare them any more than they already are.
They are scared. I can feel it.
And confused.
My name is Phil Coulson.
I'm an agent of S. H. I. E. L. D.
We received a coded transmission after the attack.
Is it fair to assume that everyone here
responded to the same coded broadcast?
I'm Agent Brandon Gamble.
I was stationed at the Hub.
Why the hell didn't you just use the door,
instead of this crazy teleportation device?
Your friend might still be alive.
Does that mean I just killed one of our own?
God.
I know what you're feeling,
but this man, John Garrett, was a double agent.
He was responsible for destroying the Lighthouse
and killing civilians.
You did the world a favor.
You have a package?
A box, a briefcase, something you were told to bring?
Any idea what we're supposed to do with these?
0‐8‐4s.
Where did they come from?
That one belonged to my grandfather, who was SSR.
Been in my family for decades.
I was raised to guard it with my life.
If and when the signal ever came,
I was to deliver it as instructed.
What's inside?
Never looked.
Wasn't part of the order.
This one has a postmark of 1948.
Agent Grace Mulcahey, ma'am.
That box has been locked in a safe in my parents' basement
since before I was born.
Same instructions as Agent Gamble ‐‐
protect at all costs.
Well...
maybe we should see what the hubbub's all about.
This seems to have been manufactured in the '60s.
And this...
never seen anything like this.
Any thoughts?
They're with us!
I knew you'd be back.
That makes one of us.
I'll be fine.
Hey.
Sorry. Not sure what happened.
No, it's good. Just...new.
What happened?
You recognize any of these people?
The Chronicoms did something to her memory.
She's forgotten all of us ‐‐
names, faces, everything.
Then she'll just go off on something from the past
or being married or ‐‐
Math is my faithful husband.
Like that.
Sousa: Any idea why we're all here?
Or...who sent that message?
That's an 0‐8‐4 in and of itself.
We can't stay here too long.
The Chronicoms are coming, and they seem to be planning
some sort of landing or invasion.
So we need to be ready for the next move.
I was hoping the 0‐8‐4s might be just that.
Maybe they are.
What are you doing?
Holy matrimony.
How do you know how to do this?
I just know they need to be married.
Two becomes one.
Then three becomes one.
Why do I know this?
We're missing something.
Man: Sorry I'm late!
Damn bus broke down.
Where did you get this?
I don't remember exactly.
Maybe from my friend Enoch
or, one of the Koenigs.
Thank you.
Coulson, what's happening?
It's possible
Enoch deposited these over the decades.
Okay, but why?
May: It might be a weapon to fight the Chronicoms.
A singing key.
So... what's in there?
The end or the beginning.
I can't remember.
I don't know if it's supposed to explode or save us,
but I have to admit ‐‐
kinda disappointed.
There's got to be something else.
Jemma, I know that somewhere inside
that you understand this.
Just think, okay? You ‐‐
You knew how to put the pieces together.
You knew about the singing key.
You kept ‐‐ You kept saying that you were married.
"I now pronounce you..."
You said those words.
I did.
You were all there.
We were.
I was married.
I am married.
I have proof.
Why can't I remember whom I married?
Jemma.
Coulson: Fitz.
You did it.
Hey! It worked!
No, stop ‐‐ stop that.
She doesn't remember me, does she?
Damn.
Can you tell where Daisy Johnson went?
There's a new statistical anomaly ‐‐
a massive power drain in New York City.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has a safe house in New York.
It's not in any files.
It wasn't targeted by your lasers.
They've probably gone there to regroup.
Assign me some Hunters,
and I will personally finish off S. H. I. E. L. D.
before we begin the invasion.
There is less than a 22% chance of you succeeding.
Here's something much more interesting.
There's a 100% chance that this is the last time
the S. H. I. E. L. D. team will ever be together.
The end is at hand.