[electronic beeping]
-[man speaking Chinese] -[labored breathing]
[beeping]
[labored breathing]
[whirring]
[screaming]
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone ringing]
[phone alert blaring]
[tense music playing]
Is that my wife?
Get off me! Get off!
-Daddy! -Oh my God.
Olive, where's Eden?
She took her! Angelina… She took her.
She killed Mom, and she took Eden.
[woman] Neighbor reported a woman, 20s, auburn hair,
leaving the scene with an infant female.
[sirens wailing]
Hey, Ben.
[Ben] We need another Amber Alert and a press conference.
Ben, we ran those alerts for over a year now.
Well, we need more. I'm on message boards, Jared.
There are missing kids found five, ten years later.
[man] Yo, Vasquez!
Let's roll.
Where are you?
I don't know.
Uh, somewhere in Rockland.
[Jared] All right, I need to talk to you in person.
Fine. Where?
Go home.
[phone clicks]
[peaceful music playing]
[chuckles]
More cherry blossoms?
Yeah.
Same as last night.
I don't know what they mean, but I intend to find out.
Breakfast!
Hey, it's Gabriel. Again.
Just calling to check in to see when you might be heading back.
Call me.
You know, I think it's really weird how you call yourself Gabriel with Dad.
It's his idea. He thinks the phones are bugged.
-It's still off, isn't it? -Sorry.
I'm following her recipe down to the teaspoon.
-[Michaela] Ooh. -Ooh. Grace's world-famous pancakes?
Hmm. Not exactly. Sorry.
[Zeke] You remember to let the batter rest?
-Uh, it's how you get your fluff. -Ew, show-off.
Okay, I have a double shift, so let's go.
-Let's roll. Bills won't pay themselves. -Thanks, Mom and Dad.
That's not creepy.
No need to thank us.
Until the rules lighten up,
the muggles are happy to work while the 828ers--
-Sit on their asses. -Hardly.
You're already doing the most important job.
Well, speaking of jobs, I can always get one with my fake ID.
And the more exposure you have out there,
the greater the risk of people finding out who you are.
Yeah.
Ready?
Oh, uh, actually, just wondering.
-Like, how late can we stay up? -Bye!
Do we have to take a bath? Do we need one?
You okay?
[sighs]
Look, Cal, you're one of the lucky ones. You get to fly under the radar
while the rest of us get our entire lives picked apart by the Registry.
I don't feel so lucky.
[somber music playing]
You heard from him?
I mean, it's not like I get anything from him when he is around. It's…
I know he doesn't like when we go up to his room,
but I emptied out the trash, threw away all the dirty dishes…
Calling?
Yeah, you?
Nothing. Two years and counting. What'd you see?
Um…
Cherry blossoms. The ocean. There was a ship. It was like a freighter.
I don't get the flowers, but maybe something at the port?
-Yeah, it's worth checking out. -Well, I'll come.
No, stay put. You need to be here when he comes back.
That could be days from now.
-[sighs] -Hey.
Camouflage.
[suspenseful music playing]
Cherry blossoms, here you are.
Yeah, I see it.
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music building]
[yelps]
[man moans]
[moans]
-Hey! I need help. -What the hell? This area's restricted.
NYPD. I need help getting him to the car.
We're covered by Port Authority. What gives?
He needs medical attention, please. Now! Come on!
Hey.
Where was this guy? And why aren't you calling an ambulance?
How many months you gonna stare at the same patch of ocean?
Different patch every day.
And many more to come till our airplane decides to present itself.
I'm not holding my breath.
We got a 911 call from the residence of Anson and Trina Vasik.
Row 12. D and E.
Report of active vandalism. Perpetrators on site.
Greenpoint.
Can we engage, please? I can be there in ten.
Well, let's see if NYPD handles it.
We're trying to keep passengers safe, not caught up in cross fire.
[Saanvi] Damn it! Come on!
[Vance] The Eureka footage again?
I thought you were supposed to be synthesizing
the latest data from the test on Cal.
I already have. His scans haven't changed.
He's the exact same kid, except bigger. And besides, this is my lunch break.
This has been your lunch break for 23 months.
I need to figure out what made 828 disappear from Eureka and where it went.
Every country around the globe
conducted an exhaustive search for 828 all over again.
You are grasping at straws. You have been for two years now.
And? I won't stop.
[sighs] We're missing something.
[somber music playing]
[sighs wearily]
[wind blowing]
Hey. Any luck this time out?
Nope.
What are you doing?
You don't feel the wind?
[distorted wind blowing]
[wind ceases]
Anna Ross? Why her?
Her photo was fluttering, and the wind stopped the second I touched it.
She was the interpreter that helped us
when you had a connection with a passenger and got so sick.
Doesn't this mean you're supposed to go to her?
I'll see if Mick can check in on her.
Dad, follow your Calling. Maybe it'll help you get out of your head.
I don't wanna get out of my head.
Besides, how many times did I chase Calling after Calling,
thinking it would lead me to Eden?
Never did.
Well, Mick's already on a Calling, so…
Then it'll have to wait.
But this is important. I'll go talk to Anna.
Cal, the world thinks you're missing.
I don't like you being out there if you don't have to be.
Dad, how am I--
Cal, if someone catches on that you're you five and a half years older,
they'll lock you up in an NSA lab, and we'll never see you again.
How am I supposed to find what I'm looking for,
what I was sent back for, if I'm just stuck inside this house?
The Lifeboat needs me.
[poignant music playing]
Take your Gabriel ID.
[breathes deeply]
[Zeke] I'm just here to help.
The thing about addiction, it can feel like…
Feels like there's no way out. Feels like counseling is useless.
-It feels like-- -[scoffs] It is useless.
Like I said, feels that way. I've been in your seat. A few times.
How'd you get out?
Most of us self-medicate to make our demons go away.
I finally realized my demons weren't going anywhere.
They're a part of me.
And they can rule my life, or they can make me stronger.
[chuckles]
[pensive music playing]
[breathing deeply]
Stop trying to hide from your pain.
Let it out.
It's okay. It's okay.
[man sniffling]
Let it out.
All right.
All right. I'm proud of you.
[sighs]
Thank you.
His last counselor almost quit. How do you get through to these people?
They do all the work. I just feel their pain.
[suspenseful music playing]
You weren't followed?
You really have to ask?
Any idea who he is?
No, the Calling brought me to him. I think the freighter was from China.
Hang in there, pal. You've made it this far.
Heartbeat's stable.
Hopefully, the dehydration didn't impact brain function.
Stone 828. That's not freaky. You think he's an 828er?
If he is, why haven't we heard of him?
'Cause he was killed two years ago. Or so we thought.
What do you mean?
Thought I recognized that face. It's Henry Kim.
Supposedly executed by the Singaporean government.
The day… the day I quit the force.
So, what? They told the world he's dead?
Maybe traded him to China.
They've done the most 828 studies outside the US.
So how the hell did he get here, and what does he want from me?
-[groans] -Shh.
Mr. Kim? Hey, can you hear me, sir?
You're safe.
Boy.
Where's the boy?
I don't think you're the Stone he's looking for.
[suspenseful music building]
Cal.
-Yes? -Hi. You're Anna Ross?
If you're from the Registry, my check-in's not for another week.
I'm sorry. No, I'm Gabriel.
I left a message earlier.
The Stone family from 828. I'm one of their cousins.
Okay. And?
And I know you helped Michaela save Cal.
-[mysterious music playing] -Thank you.
Cal's dad, Ben,
he had a Calling, a vision, sort of.
Wind blowing. He thinks you may be having it also.
Are you, Anna?
I know it sounds crazy,
but I think the 828 Registry bugged my house.
That doesn't sound so crazy.
I don't understand.
If Ben had this Calling,
why'd he send you?
He's, uh, not in a good place.
Hasn't been for a long time.
Yes, I remember all the news reports about the tragedy.
Unthinkable.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
Uh, so, the Calling?
I had one today, yesterday.
Wind?
Actually, a windmill.
Wow, okay. Yeah. You saw one?
More like I just had the idea and picked up a pen and started drawing.
I'm sure that sounds strange.
No…
I've heard that's how the Callings come sometimes.
Did you draw anything else?
Gravestones.
At least I think that's what they were. They scared the hell out of me.
There's a cemetery upstate in Ramapo with an old windmill.
That's it. That's the same as my drawing.
[phone chimes]
I'm so sorry. I… I have to go.
Well, you were incredibly helpful. Thank you.
I'll take the next train. I'll check it out.
Okay.
So Vance thinks they faked Henry Kim's execution
so they could have a lab rat that no one was looking for.
Do you know, um, where his background file is?
So this guy, he risks his life to escape.
He ships himself halfway across the world for Cal.
I mean, this could be the breakthrough we're looking for.
I can't-- I don't know where his file is.
Ben?
Ben!
Did you hear anything I just said?
It's not the breakthrough I've been looking for.
How do you even say that to me?
If Eden were still out there, the Callings would've led us to her by now.
-[Michaela] You know that. -I don't know that.
Okay, fine, but I'm not asking you to give up on Eden.
I'm asking you not to give up on the rest of us
because the Death Date is a year and a half--
I don't care about the Death Date.
[poignant music playing]
What's the point anymore?
Okay.
Listen, I know you don't mean that, but I'm gonna humor you for a second
because the point of living is your family.
You still have two children who are here now,
and they need their father. You still have your dad. You still have me.
And I'm sorry. I'm not gonna let you give up on us to chase a pipe dream.
Don't call it that!
Ben, I'm tired of walking on eggshells around you.
I have tried to give you space. I have tried to captain the Lifeboat--
-I didn't ask you to. -[Michaela] You didn't give me a choice!
You left me alone. And I understood. I still do.
But I'm now trying to save every other passenger that is on that plane.
At this point, I have zero faith in the Callings saving any of us.
What if you're wrong?
Look.
The Callings have you.
They have Saanvi. They have every single passenger.
Eden has no one other than me.
[door opens and closes]
Hey, what's going on?
I'll explain on the way.
I need you to find Henry Kim's file, please.
Uh, Dad, that woman whose photo was blowing, Anna Ross.
-Yeah. -She saw a windmill and gravestones.
She's sharing a Calling with you.
She's headed up to a cemetery in Ramapo, and she could use your help.
[inhales deeply] Go with Mick.
[door opens]
Make sure you eat something, Dad.
[door closes]
[knocking at door]
We expecting anybody?
I'm not.
Just hang back.
-Hey. -Hey. [chuckles]
-Long time. -Yeah.
Um, hey. Ca-- It's… it's okay.
Hey.
-Hey, Jared. -What's up, Cal?
-Sorry, Gabe. -Mm-hmm.
-I'm liking the stubble, old man. -[chuckles]
Yeah! Hey.
All right, uh, I'll wait in the car.
-It's good to see you. -You too, bud. Take care.
-[door closes] -Now isn't really a good time to…
Sorry. I'm just here to see Ben.
[pensive music playing]
You're still in your blues.
Yeah, over a year now.
Price you pay for doing the right thing.
We all appreciate it.
Um…
-Well, I should… -Yeah. He all the way up?
-Mm, yeah. -[Jared] Okay.
[door opens]
[door closes]
Police.
You got a second?
Not unless you're here to tell me NYPD is actually gonna do something for once
to help find my daughter.
They won't even return my calls.
Ben, brother…
Hey. You need to take a break, man.
I'm never gonna take a break. Does nobody get that?
Not until I find her.
Ben, there's a reason the detectives aren't calling you back.
The state legally declared Eden deceased.
NYPD closed the missing persons file.
I wanted you to hear it from a friend, not just some random suit.
-No. -[Jared] Ben.
Ben, Angelina and Eden's prints were found on that bridge.
[Ben sighs]
They found her backpack floating in the Narrows days after Grace--
-Yeah, but no bodies! Why no bodies? -[Jared] We've been through this, Ben.
The currents. They would have pulled them into the Atlantic.
We weren't expecting on finding any bodies.
I know she's out there. She's alive.
And if the NYPD won't look for her, screw them.
And screw you, Jared!
I won't stop.
I can't.
I'm really sorry.
[footsteps retreating]
[door closes]
[Michaela] We need a BOLO on Angelina Meyer.
110 pounds. 5'2", brown hair.
She has a 16-month-old female infant…
I'll make you some tea.
[Michaela] …and she's armed and dangerous.
We need a roadblock at every toll booth up until the border.
Where are we on the Amber Alert?
You need your wife. [chuckles] Where is she?
She's gone.
Well, I'll sit here with you till she gets back.
[doorbell rings]
Can I help you?
Is that you?
[emotional music playing]
Oh my God.
Dad!
[whimpers]
[sobs]
How?
Mom kicked Angelina out.
You were the only person who wanted her back in the house.
How'd she get in the house, Cal?
I told her about the key.
What?
I knew it.
I'm sorry. I thought the Calling wanted--
Mom told you she wanted her gone.
We told you not to trust her.
And you didn't listen!
And now Mom is dead!
-You let her take Eden! It's your fault! -Olive! Olive!
You let her take Eden! You let her take Eden!
It's all your fault!
[sobbing]
-Come on, bud. Let's get you cleaned up. -[sniffles]
[labored breathing]
I've pumped him full of fluids. His oxygen sats are still low.
I'm starting to worry about his heart and his lungs.
Henry, you're safe. We're not here to harm you.
We wanna help.
I almost shot this guy. Waltzed right in.
[Vance] Not exactly an open-door policy.
Sorry. Mick gave me the code. Said you could use some help?
Yeah, he's showing clear signs of starvation,
sensory deprivation, erratic breathing.
-Mind if I try something? -Be my guest.
[labored breathing]
[breathing deeply]
Heart rate's going down. Oxygen levels are going up.
Whatever he went through, he's still suffering.
You can waltz in any time.
I gotta get back to work.
[gasping]
[grunts]
[labored breathing]
The box
is for the boy.
What box? There's no box.
I had it with me.
I need to give it to the boy.
[alarm beeping]
Okay, I need to sedate him, Vance, before he goes into cardiac arrest.
Send Michaela back to the port.
Hopefully, whatever's in the box is still there.
[beeping stops]
[sighs]
[wind whistling]
[suspenseful music playing]
[suspenseful music building]
Oh my God.
Eden.
[pensive music playing]
Anna.
Ben? You're here.
Did you find anything?
Well, I haven't been here long, but this Calling…
I don't even know what we're supposed to be looking for.
I do. It's my daughter, Eden.
Oh my goodness.
I… I thought she had passed.
[Ben] She hasn't.
And I've never been more certain that she's alive than I am right now.
[Anna] Where would she be?
I haven't seen anyone around.
You feel that?
I don't know.
[windmill creaking]
The weather vane. Look.
It's pointing in the other direction.
This isn't a real gust.
It's a Calling.
It's gonna lead us straight to Eden.
[suspenseful music playing]
Do you have any idea why Henry asked for you? What's in the box?
I don't even remember him from the plane.
Homeland Security's already here. We gotta come back.
No, we have to find it. The answers are here.
-I know it. -Cal, no, it's not safe for 828ers.
They're gonna spot us, okay? You-- We can't.
Well, just you, not me. I can do this.
-Cal-- -Just tell me how to find the container.
Hey.
Camouflage.
[phone beeps]
I need an assist.
[suspenseful music playing]
[water flowing]
Eden!
You're gonna head towards the water.
There's a stack of containers right beside the ship.
You gotta slow down. You're walking way too fast.
This is how I walk.
Well, it's suspicious.
Slow down.
[Vance] Can I get a word in here?
Vance?
Long time no see. Stop walking.
-You can see me? -[Vance] I can.
I can also see a couple of feds talking to some dockworkers
around the container you're next to.
And now I see you're about to be in their eyeline. Get back.
Sorry.
[Vance] All you Stones.
You're like moths to a flame when it comes to danger.
Is that a metaphor?
-'Cause I missed high school. -[scoffs]
Okay, Cal? Henry's container is the third aisle in.
It's blue. It's got a cherry blossom on it.
Third aisle, blue, cherry blossom. Got it.
Vance, just say when.
Now, they're about to walk away.
When I say--
Not that "when"!
Okay, Cal. Can you see it?
-All right, good. You need to-- -[Jared] Mm. Not good.
There's more than a dozen federal agents and cops en route.
This is a, uh, coincidence.
Hmm. You tell me.
I'm here 'cause I heard 828 activity over the scanner. That would be you?
I don't know what you got yourself and Cal into, Mick, but I don't want to know.
-I'm not asking you for favors. -That's good 'cause I can't help you.
-[poignant music playing] -Yeah.
I haven't seen you in, what, six months?
Now I see you twice in one day. What are the odds?
-Must be a sign. -Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
Mm-hmm.
You look good. Happy.
-I am. -[Jared] Good.
Me too.
I'm glad.
-All right. Where is that nephew of yours? -Um…
[Vance] Cops are closing in a couple containers away.
[beeping]
Wait, I hear something.
A ticking.
Cal, get out of there. It could be a bomb.
It's getting louder and faster.
God damn it, Henry. What the hell did you do?
I don't hear anything, but get out.
You don't?
It's a Calling.
Hold on. I see something.
It might be a box. Hold on. I'll show--
Do not open it. I repeat, do not open it.
[message alert]
My God.
It's not just a box.
What is it?
[Vance] It's the black box.
[suspenseful music swells]
[tense music playing]
It stopped. Did it stop for you?
Yes.
[child] Daddy!
Eden.
[child] Daddy!
Eden!
-Eden! -[child] Daddy!
Eden! I got you.
Hey.
[tense music builds to crescendo]
Daddy!
[exhales]
[muffled] Ben! You have to help him!
He's drowning.
[in normal voice] Ben!
Help him!
Here, take him. I'm gonna go help your daddy.
Call 911!
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunts]
[footsteps approaching]
Oh my God.
[emotional music playing]
Hey.
I'm so sorry about your mom.
All of this is my fault.
[Grace] No. No.
It's gonna take time, but you'll be okay. You'll all be okay.
None of this makes any sense. Look at me. I'm a freak.
No. I don't know how in the world you got to be so big,
but I know your heart's exactly the same.
What happened to you out there?
I don't even know anymore. It's like waking up from a dream.
Think, Cal.
It's important.
We have to get back onto the plane.
All of the answers are on the plane. I know it.
When can you take me back to Eureka?
-What is it? -[sighs]
The plane's gone, Cal.
You're in a good mood.
It's been a while.
Every day for two years,
two really hard years,
I've been trying to figure out where it all went wrong.
[poignant music playing]
Mom's dead.
Eden's gone.
I'm… older,
and I don't have answers for any of it.
Cal, that's a lot.
The point is, uh,
every day, I think if I can just get back to the plane,
maybe I can fix all this, and…
Today, I finally had a Calling again,
and it feels like the plane's sort of come back to me now.
Hey.
Come on.
[Vance] It's unbelievable.
It disappeared from Eureka, and now it's back.
It is definitely the exact same black box of Flight 828, voice recording and all.
[Michaela] You're sure?
We spent years examining every millimeter of it inside and out.
See next to the burned-out fuselage? That's a black box.
It was right there till it disappeared with the rest of the plane.
Probably at the very moment Angelina killed Grace,
just like the tail fin disappeared the moment I killed the major.
Okay. So how is it back?
And how did Henry get it halfway across the world?
How did the Cuban fisherman find the tail fin? Who knows?
If the black box came back, where's the rest of the plane?
[Henry] Boy. Where's the boy?
Boy? Boy?
Boy?
You are the boy.
He wasn't even looking at-- How'd he know it was me?
That is a very good question.
Apparently, you are exactly who he was looking for.
[phone dings]
Hey, we should, um… We should go. I think Ben had a tough day.
Can you guys keep an eye on Henry and the black box?
-[Michaela] Keep us posted if he wakes up. -You got it.
Please tell Ben that we're here for him. All of us.
[emotional music playing]
I'll pray for your little girl.
[car door closes]
[pilot] Maintaining level altitude.
[man] Please help!
[pilot] …level altitude.
[man] Help me!
Vance!
[pilot] Maintaining level altitude.
[man] Help me!
[pilot] I'm terribly sorry, folks. That was extreme turbulence--
Play it again.
Okay, one sec. One sec. Let me sync up the surveillance footage from Eureka.
[man] Help me!
[static]
But the black box voice recording is from the original flight.
So how the hell do we hear 'em in Eureka?
No idea.
But the black box is back for a reason, and it's talking to us.
So we need to listen.
Maybe Daly is still out there.
[Olive] Dad, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
What happened?
I thought it was Eden. I was sure of it.
I heard "Daddy." I--
You followed the Calling. Tried so hard.
I thought… I thought something good would happen.
Something good did happen.
Ben just saved a dad and his son from drowning.
Yeah, well…
Once again, the Callings just keep toying with me.
[poignant music playing]
Look, I…
I get what you've been trying to do.
I think we all do.
But it's… Maybe it's time we said goodbye.
We all miss her.
It's okay to… to let go.
Your mom is gone, and, uh…
that almost destroyed me.
And still, I…
I struggle to breathe.
[sniffles]
Uh…
I owe it to her.
To all of us.
To find Eden.
I have to hang on to that hope.
I'm never gonna stop looking for her.
[wind blowing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[rubbing on paper]
Look, happy.
Let's see.
Another one. I love it.
[chuckles] Come here.
Oh. Hmm.
We need to talk.
Keep coloring.
Did you solve it?
Yes, but I had help… from Ben Stone.
He had the same Calling as Eden.
Something's coming.
Something terrifying.
Can I have a cookie, Mommy?
Anything for you, my angel.
Then we have to go.
[suspenseful music swells to crescendo]
[closing theme playing]