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Episode 3 - 137 Sekunden

Written by: David S. Goyer and Marc Guggenheim

Directed by: Michael Rymer
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[The episode commences with Demetri walking in the parking garage. His cell phone rings. He stops and answers.]

DEMETRI: This is Demetri.

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: Mr. Noh, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'm calling in response to your Mosaic board posting.

DEMETRI: Who is this? How'd you get this number?

[The woman is on a balcony of a tall building. In the background is the Hong Kong skyline at night.]

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: I can't divulge that but I can tell you my vision involved you.

DEMETRI: Go on.

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: In my flash-forward I was reading an intelligence briefing and [pause] I am sorry, there is no delicate way to say this, but on March 15th, 2010, you are going to be murdered.

DEMETRI: What? What the hell are you talking about?

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: I understand why you're upset but my hope is by telling you what I know, you will be able to prevent your murder from happening.

DEMETRI: In my briefing, did it say who killed me.

[Demetri is pacing back and forth.]

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: I'm afraid not.

DEMETRI: Well, what did it say then?

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: That you were an American agent from the American FBI and that you were shot three times in the chest.

DEMETRI: You gotta give me more to go on here. What, what kind of briefing was this?

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: I'm sorry, Mr. Noh. I have to end this call now.

DEMETRI: No. Wait, wait. Hello? Hello! Hello!

[Demetri tries frantically and redials the call. As the phone transmits, there is an answer. A three beep error tone sounds.]

FEMALE AUTOMATED VOICE: We're sorry. Your call cannot be completed as dialed.

DEMETRI: [grunting] Come on!

[Demetri is visibly irked and frustrated.]

FLASHFORWARD LOGO

[Switch to a German prison. Crows are cawing in the distance. An old male prisoner, with the aid of a cane, is walking on one side of a cyclone fence. Another man walks with him on the other side. They are chatting.]

PRISONER GEYER: [speaking German] So what did you see, Herr Schultz? Indulge an old man.

GUARD SCHULTZ: [speaking German] I was having breakfast with the same old lady. [pause] Mrs. Schultz.

[The old man chuckles.]

GUARD SCHULTZ: [speaking German] And the conversation was also as usual, which is to say, there was none.

PRISONER GEYER: [speaking German] That sounds horrendous.

GUARD SCHULTZ: [speaking German] And what about you, Herr Geyer? What did you see in your future?

PRISONER GEYER: [speaking German] Something that will insure my release, [chuckles] from this hateful place.

[Crows are heard in the background. The shot pulls away from the two men and pans around the maximum-security prison. It is covers a large amount of terrain and has barbed wire all around it. There is a tower with two armed guards on watch. Quale Prison, Munich, Germany. Switch to Charlie in the kitchen of the Benford residence. She is eating cereal while watching Squirrelio and a girl on TV. Mark watches Charlie.]Olivia is making a peanut butter sandwich. She is also has the phone tucked between her cheek and shoulder.]

CARTOON GIRL: We're trapped in here. We have to get out. I'm fr, fr, freezing. At least you have fur.

OLIVIA: Hey, Nicole, it's Olivia again. Look, babe, we're not mad, okay? We're just worried about you. So can you please call and let us know you're all right? Okay, we'll speak to you soon. Bye. [to Mark] Man, we gotta cover for Nicole again.

MARK: I can pick Charlie up after school, take her back to work with me.

OLIVIA: Are you sure?

MARK: Yeah. We're sifting through blackout intel from Interpol and such. I'll welcome the distraction.

OLIVIA: Okay.

[Doorbell rings.]

MARK: Oh, that's Aaron.

OLIVIA: Aaron's coming here?

MARK: Phone's broke. Said he'd take a look.

OLIVIA: I just called Nicole.

MARK: Yeah, the problem's with my work line.

AARON: [to Mark] You called me from your work phone, said it was urgent, and now you're lying to Olivia?

[Mark and Aaron enter Mark's home office. Mark closes and locks the door behind them.]

AARON: If you want to prevent the future and save your marriage, first step isn't keeping secrets from your wife. Take that from a guy who's already been divorced. Alright?

MARK: This is different. It's about Charlie.

AARON: What happened?

MARK: You know she's been freaking out about what she saw right?

[Aaron nods yes.]

MARK: There's a guy we've been investigating. We've been calling him D. Gibbons. Charlie's vision had to do with him. She knew who he was. She said, "D. Gibbons is a bad man."

AARON: How's that even possible?

MARK: In my flash-forward [snippet from his flash of two gunmen with red laser sites, picture of melted baby doll, D. Gibbons on board, back to reality] masked gunmen were coming into the office. Maybe D. Gibbons is connected to 'em.

AARON: You think whoever's supposed to be after you will come after Charlie?

MARK: What if this whole investigation circles back on me?

AARON: Well, isn't that always the risk with your line of work? And shouldn't you be talking to somebody down at your office?

MARK: Blackout's changed everything.

AARON: I'll tell what I'd do, father-to-father. If someone's gonna hurt your family, the best thing to do is catch 'em before they can. The world's changed. Maybe the rules need to change a little, too. If it were up to me, I'd do whatever I'd have to do.

SEATTLE, WASHINGTON

[Switch to looking down on an airport tarmac. Damaged and crashed plane debris is strewn about. Vehicles are being driven. A plane is taxiing down a runway. Switch to the inside of a plane. A woman sends a text message to Demetri. - Just about to take off. C U soon. Message sent.]

[Airline Captain speaks over the plane's P.A. system to the passengers.]

AIRPLANE CAPTAIN: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. Welcome aboard Flight 82 for Los Angeles. We've gotten the okay from the tower to push back as soon as carry-ons and personal items are safely stowed. Flight attendants, please prepare the cabin for takeoff.

[A man and woman are sitting across the aisle from each other in first class cabin.]

MAN: So are you flying to home or from?

ZOEY: To. Back to my fiancé. I've been stuck here since the blackout. But now that the airlines are up and running again, I hopped on the first flight they were offering.

MAN: What were you doing in Seattle?

ZOEY: I'm a lawyer, Criminal Defense. What about you? Why are you flying?

MAN: I have to. I'm the C.E.O. of the airline. All the executives are taking flights today to prove to our customers that the skies are safe again.

ZOEY: How's that working out for you?

MAN: Gangbusters. Another scotch.

[Jet engines revving up. Switch to the FBI office in LA. There are various indistinct conversations in the background. Demetri walks toward Agent Al Gough.]

DEMETRI: Al.

AGENT GOUGH: Yo!

DEMETRI: Can I ask you a favor?

AGENT GOUGH: Sure. What do you need?

DEMETRI: I got a call last night from an unknown number. Can you have the tech guys back trace it through the carrier and see if they can identify the cell sites it was routed through?

AGENT GOUGH: What's the priority on this?

DEMETRI: Nuclear.

[Switch to Mark's office. Agent Vreede and Janis are in the office. The board is behind them. Mark is at the door.]

MARK: How's it going?

AGENT VREEDE: Let me put it this way. I miss the good, old days when law enforcement didn't share their leads with each other. We're gonna be cashing in our pensions before we finish sifting through all of this intel.

[Agent Vreede thumbs through a folder.]

AGENT VREEDE: Kingdom of Tonga. Now who knew they even had an intelligence agency? They're blaming the flash-forwards on phytoplankton blooms.

JANIS: Well, I'll see your boring and raise you an insane. [reading] "The flash-forwards were caused by a toxic gas that was released from deep within the earth as a result of crustal rifting."

AGENT VREEDE: So the earth farted and we blacked out.

[Mark laughs]

AGENT VREEDE: That makes sense to me. [fingers through another folder. Well at least this one's vetted by our legates in Germany. Apparently there's a, a prisoner, a former Nazi, a Rudolf Geyer, who’s claiming to know why the blackouts lasted exactly 137 sekunden.

[Marks stops reading an looks up.]

AGENT VREEDE: Sekunden. That's German for "seconds."

[Snippet from Mark's flash. Looking at the board, 137 sekunden.]

MARK: Wait a minute. The guy who sent this in, do you have a picture of him?

[Agent Vreede hands a photograph to Mark of Geyer. Snippet from flash. Board, 137 sekunden, same photo of Geyer above 137 sekunden.]

MARK: That's him. He was on my board. We gotta follow up on this.

JANIS: Based on what, Mark? Your Spidey sense? [chuckles]

AGENT VREEDE: Something spookier. The Nazi's report mentions Mark by name.

[Mark Janis and Vreede stop what they are doing at look at each other. Switch to Wedeck's office. There is a picture of him and his wife on the desk.]

WEDECK: Let me see if I got this right. We got agents working 24/7 to identify the two guys who were awake during the blackout.

[Wedeck is speaking with Mark and Janis.]

WEDECK: This week alone I've gotta figure out how to eulogize eight dead agents and you want to fly to Germany to talk to a Nazi?

MARK: Well, a former Nazi.

WEDECK: Well that just makes me feel so much better.

MARK: Geyer requested a meeting with me specifically.

WEDECK: How does he even know you?

MARK: I have no idea but he says he can explain why the blackout lasted 137 seconds and he won't talk unless I see him face-to-face.

WEDECK: And in the meantime, you're getting nowhere with tracking down Suspect Zero or D. Gibbons.

MARK: N.S.A.'s still working on the Suspect Zero video and we're running down digital forensics from D. Gibbons' cell phone. For all we know, it's Geyer's information that will lead us to them.

[Snippet from the surveillance video showing Suspect Zero walking at the stadium during the blackout.]

WEDECK: Book the flights.

[Switch to a terminal at the L.A. airport. A voice is heard over the PA system.]

PA VOICE: …Flight 2922, non-stop service to Dallas/Fort Worth now ready for boarding at Gate 2A..

[Demetri is walking around with a bouquet of flowers. He is looking at Zoey, with her carry-on luggage in tow, as she quickens her pace to reach him. They are both smiling at each other. As they meet, they hug and kiss.]

ZOEY: I thought I was never gonna see you again.

DEMETRI: Me too.

[They kiss again.]

ZOEY: So can I tell you now?

DEMETRI: Tell me what?

ZOEY: What I saw in my flash-forward.

DEMETRI: Zo…

ZOEY: What's the big deal, babe? It's not like we didn't see the same thing.

DEMETRI: [hands Zoey bouquet] Here. We could talk or…

ZOEY: Or???

[Demetri takes her carry-on luggage and they start walking out of the airport terminal.]

DEMETRI: …or we could go to a motel…

ZOEY: Oh, I like your thinking, Lincoln.

[Their voices fade as the walk away. Switch to Aaron walking along a street. He enters a bar. Glass items are clinking.]

KATE: What can I get ya?

AARON: Just a soda water, Kate.

[The bartender, Kate, stops what she is doing and takes a long look at Aaron.]

KATE: What the hell are you doing here?

AARON: Our daughter is alive, Kate. I saw her during the blackout. In my vision I was with her.

[Snippet of Aaron's flash-forward - inside a tent, soldier carrying a rifle, looking down at Tracy and holding her hand.]

AARON: She was wounded. I th, I think it might has been somewhere in Afghanistan.

KATE: Are you sure you weren't dead? Maybe you were in heaven with her? Hey, you might want to check on that with your higher power.

AARON: I'm serious Kate. You know what people have been saying. This thing is real glimpses of what's to come.

[Kate pours herself a drink.]

KATE: [chuckles] What's to come? You want to know what I saw?

[Aaron nods.]

KATE: This. I was doing the same thing I am doing now. Same thing I've been doing the past five years.

[Kate points to a table with two men.]

KATE: And those sorry-ass regulars there? There were here too. What you saw was wishful thinking. Let her go, Aaron.

AARON: I can't. Not when I know she needs me. She's out there. I'm positive.

KATE: She's dead! She's buried! This isn't about some vision. This is about you coming up with a fantasy because you feel guilty 'cause you're the reason she went into the military in the first place.

AARON: That's not true.

KATE: No? Of course it is. She's daddy's little girl following in your footsteps.

[Kate walks around the bar and grabs Aaron's arm and pulls.]

KATE: Why are you doing this, anyway? What the hell do you want from me anyway?

AARON: Hey, stop.

[The two men at the table stop and take notice. Aaron puts up his hands in a ceding motion and steps back.]

AARON: It's all right. I just want your signature.

[Aaron puts legal paperwork on the bar and takes out a pen.]

AARON: I need you to sign an affidavit so I can exhume her remains.

KATE: Well you're not gonna get it, Aaron. So why don't you just take this and go!

[Kate pushes Aaron out the door and goes back behind the bar.]

AARON: I'm gonna find her, Kate, whether you help me or not. And when I do, I'll let you know.

[Switch to the inside of a motel room. Zoey and Demetri are chuckling.]

ZOEY: This is the second time I've blacked out this week.

[Both laugh.]

ZOEY: Now can I tell you about what I saw?

DEMETRI: [nods] Okay.

ZOEY: It was our wedding. It was on a beach, Hamoa Beach in Hawaii, I think, where we went last spring.

[Zoey's flash-forward is in the background walking barefoot, in a while dress along the beach. It is sunny and clear. Blue and green waves are breaking on the shoreline.]

ZOEY: It was so peaceful. The wind and the waves, everything was perfect.

DEMETRI: And you saw me there?

ZOEY: Yeah. Did you see me?

DEMETRI: Yeah. Of course I saw you [pause] in that white dress , barefoot. Baby, you were so beautiful. It's just like you described.

ZOEY: You realize that's gonna be our wedding day. Don't you?

DEMETRI: April 29th, D-Day.

[Zoey nods.]

DEMETRI: With all that's happened baby, I'm not sure we should commit to a date.

ZOEY: We already have. [kisses Demetri] So can't you just fall back. Let the future happen like it's supposed to?

[Demetri caresses Zoey. Switch to Quale Prison in Munich, Germany. It is nighttime and raining heavily. There is thunder. A car enters the compound as two men approach to greet the passengers. Janis emerges from the passenger's back seat as Mark emerges from the driver's backseat. A man extends his hand, to Mark then Janis.]

STEFAN KRIEGER: Welcome to Munich.

MARK: Agent Benford. Agent Hawk.

STEFAN KRIEGER: Stefan Krieger.

JANIS: Hello.

STEFAN KRIEGER : I'll be your B.N.D. liaison during your stay.

[They walk to the compound entrance.]

MARK: Thanks for arranging this meeting on such short notice.

[Switch to walking along a corridor inside the compound.]

STEFAN KRIEGER : You're here as guests of the German Government. As such, you have no actual authority and will proceed with appropriate decorum. Agreed?

MARK: Agreed.

JANIS: There are a lot of ghosts here. Isn't this where Sophie Scholl and the rest of the White Rose Nazi Resistance Group were executed?

STEFAN KRIEGER : If I'm not mistaken, your country eradicated its indigenous Indian population and practiced institutionalized slavery for over 250 years.

MARK: We also gave the world Britney Spears.

[A buzzer is heard and a door unlocks. A guard opens and holds the door. There is an interior room where Geyer and another man are sitting. On the other side of a window Stefan and Mark chat.]

STEFAN KRIEGER : Rudolf Geyer may present himself as a frail, forgetful old man, but I should remind you that he managed to elude capture for more than half a century. Spending at least twenty of those years within your own U.S. borders. He's an unrepentant murderer. His entire existence has been based on dissemblance and falsehood. Never forget that.

[Another buzzer is heard, clank of a metal door opening with a guard holding the door open as the group enters.]

STEFAN KRIEGER : Herr Geyer.

[The old man stands up as does the man accompanying him. He allows the three to sit before sitting himself.]

PRISONER GEYER: Gentlemen and lady. I've looked forward to meeting you, Herr Benford, for quite some time.

[Snippet of Mark's flash. Picture of Rudolf Geyer and sekunden on the board.]

MARK: How did you know my name?

PRISONER GEYER: I saw it in my vision.

MARK: You said you had information about the flash-forward, about how long they lasted.

[Stefan is sitting and watching the conversation between Mark and Geyer with his hand under his chin.]

PRISONER GEYER: It's not quite that simple, I'm afraid. You see before my unfortunate incarceration, I lived in America and I learned how you can't get something for nothing.

STEFAN KRIEGER : We've anticipated this, Herr Geyer. Upon verification of your information, you will be transferred to a minimum-security facility.

[Geyer says something in German to Stefan. Neither react.]

PRISONER GEYER: But I had more than a gesture in mind. I want to return to America and all charges against me are dropped.

MARK: You're dreaming.

GEYER'S ATTORNEY: I'm not permitting my client to breathe a word of what he knows without getting his pardon first.

PRISONER GEYER: I believe we have what's called a game of chicken. Who do you think will blink first? Before you answer, consider the fact that I have nothing to lose.

[Mark does not break eye contact with Geyer. Switch to outside the room, in the corridor.]

JANIS: He's playing us. Think about it. This is win-win for him. At best he's just jerking us around for a few days entertainment and at worst he goes free and we have no…

MARK: We'll figure out a way to cover ourselves if he's lying.

JANIS: No, you heard his lawyer. They're not gonna let us cover ourselves. Mark, this is full pardon or nothing and that's exactly what Geyer’s gonna get us.

MARK: We don't know that. The only thing we now is Geyer's important to our case six months from now which means Janis…

JANIS: Yeah, listen to yourself.

MARK: I am listening.

JANIS: Mark, six months from now? Come on. The only thing we know at this point is how much we don't know. Mark, you're talking about a letting a mass murderer go free in exchange for potentially nothing.

MARK: Janis, there are several billion people, several billion, who need answers. That's not nothing. They need to know why it happened, whether it will happen again. [whispers] The guy makes me sick but he's eighty-six years old. He's on his way out. And as much as I'd like to personally help him on his way, I have to ask myself if the ends don't justify the means here.

JANIS: They never do, Mark. And you know, Geyer's age is irrelevant. There's no statute of limitations on evil. Geyer deserves his punishment and his victims deserve him getting that punishment and you can't take that away from them on a hope.

[Switch to Olivia and a woman having lunch.]

FELICIA WEDECK: So how's Mark handling all of this?

OLIVIA: Usual way. He’s throwing himself into work. How about Stan?

FELICIA WEDECK: The same. Since becoming Bureau Assistant Director, he's convinced he has to work twice as hard as everybody else in the bureau.

OLIVIA: Hmm.

FELICIA WEDECK: He's pulled two all-nighters in a row working on this eulogy for the, the memorial service.

OLIVIA: Oh, right.

FELICIA WEDECK: Like if he found just the right words, he could bring these agents back to life.

OLIVIA: Well Mark's convinced that what he saw in his flash-forward is somehow going to save us all.

FELICIA WEDECK: So, Mark saw himself saving the world. And what did you see?

[Snippet from Olivia's flash - at top of stairwell looking down on Lloyd saying "Hey Honey."]

OLIVIA: Nothing important. How about you?

FELICIA WEDECK: I was home. I was in Jason's room but all of his stuff was gone.

OLIVIA: That makes sense. He's in college, right?

FELICIA WEDECK: He still comes home for holidays but in my vision everything was gone…

[Felecia's flash-forward is shown in the background. Jason's room is different shade of blue. plaid comforter on a twin bed, a side table with a lamp and an elephant type figurine, a young boy in the bed.]

FELICIA WEDECK:…and replaced by a young boy's things.

[In the flash, Felecia is leaning over the boy and smiling. She covers him and he says, "Good night, Mom" to which she replies, "Good night, Atta."]

FELICIA WEDECK: He was about eight or nine years old and I was putting him to bed.

OLIVIA: And you've never seen this boy before?

FELICIA WEDECK: No. No, never. Look, people are saying these visions are real. So I don't know how but in the next six months, this little boy's gonna come into my life and I'm gonna be his mom. I refuse to believe these visions are random. There is a purpose. I just, I know it.

[Switch back to the room in Quale Prison. Geyer, his attorney, Stefan, Janis and Mark are present. It is dawn.]

PRISONER GEYER: We have a compromise to suggest. One piece of information now and one later.

GEYER'S ATTORNEY: An offer of proof. You verify certain aspects of my client's flash-forward. Pardon him. Then he will give you the remainder of what he knows.

MARK: Fine.

[Janis and Stefan, perturbed, look at Mark ]

MARK: The 137 seconds, why?

PRISONER GEYER: In my time at Treblinka, I, uh, obviously came into contact with many Jews. I also came to learn about certain aspects of their beliefs, their culture….

JANIS: [interrupts] Is this going somewhere?

PRISONER GEYER: [chuckles then smiles] Eh, tell me, Miss Hawk. Why do you wear a ring on your left thumb?

JANIS: What's it matter?

PRISONER GEYER: In some Eastern European countries, uh, where homosexuality is illegal, a ring on a woman's left thumb is considered an indication of her proclivities.

MARK: What does this have to do with anything?

PRISONER GEYER: Everything and nothing. I am merely referencing a certain kind of code. I will now make a reference to another kind of code. Have you heard of Kabbalah?

STEFAN KRIEGER : It's a set of esoteric teachings, Jewish mysticism.

PRISONER GEYER: In Kabbalah everything has a hidden meaning. This word is spelled in Hebrew, [writing in Hebrew] QOF, BEIT, LAMED, HEI. And each letter in the Hebrew alphabet is ascribed a number.

[Over the Hebrew letters are 5, 30, 2, 100.]

PRISONER GEYER: And if you add up these numbers, you arrive at one hundred thirty seven, exactly the number of seconds that the blackout lasted.

[Mark is angry. He stands up and pounds his hands on the table. The resulting noise echoes through the room.]

MARK: Listen to me. The only reason I'm sharing the same air as you is because you've said you've got relevant information. And you have exactly one minute to prove that to me or I'm gone.

PRISONER GEYER: You won't leave. Not yet. I have information that'll prove crucial to your investigation and I know it because in my flash-forward I was being repatriated to the United States and I had bought my freedom with the second piece of information which I am prepared to share with you.

MARK: What did you see?

[As Geyer speaks, his flash-forward is shone in the background. Geyer in an airport terminal, dressed in a suit, including a hat, reaching to retrieve documents, handing documents to a young man behind the counter, Murphy's work picture ID card reading Jerome Murphy.]

PRISONER GEYER: I was in an American airport. I don't know which one. I was clearing through immigration. There was a young man who was processing my documents. I remember he had a nametag that read, "Jerome Murphy."

PRISONER GEYER: [flash] Disappointing, Agent Benford not here to welcome me home.[ laughs]

JEROME MURPHY:[flash] [in a German accent] Coming back from Germany, ja?

PRISONER GEYER: [flash] Returning home, actually, and I have a murder to thank for it.

[Geyer's flash ends. Back to real time.]

MARK: A murder? Whose murder?

GEYER'S ATTORNEY: This is just our offer of proof. Locate this customs agent, this J. Murphy, compare his flash-forward to my client's. Confirm he's telling the truth.

STEFAN KRIEGER: Are you enjoying watching us jumps through your hoops? I hope you are because you're never leaving this prison, Geyer.

PRISONER GEYER: I will leave on April 29th, 2010. It is a future that has already happened.

[A guard opens the heavy metal door from the outside.]

STEFAN KRIEGER: I can't believe you're running with this.

MARK: Let's just see if his flash-forward proves out. If it does, it means Geyer's free in six months time, which means he is telling us the truth.


STEFAN KRIEGER: Or a lie we believed! Are you okay with this?

[Mark's cell phone rings. He answers.]

MARK: Benford.

AARON: Hey, it's me. You got a minute?

MARK: Aaron, what's up?

AARON: I need a favor, a big favor. It's for Tracy. I wanna get her remains exhumed, test 'em against the D.N.A. the military's got on file for her.

MARK: Aaron.

AARON: Tell you what, I'll listen to any "this isn't a good idea" speeches you gotta give if you can swear you wouldn't do the same exact thing if it were Charlie.

MARK: Okay. You fax over the paperwork, I'll push it through.

AARON: There's no paperwork 'cause it's not signed and it's not signed 'cause it needs Kate's signature. I need you to push through more than paperwork here.

MARK: Aaron, that's….

AARON: I said it was a big favor.

MARK: Leaving aside the illegality, have you thought about what would happen if the results come back positive and the person in that grave is Tracy?

AARON: I saw her Mark. I saw her alive.

MARK: What you saw was impossible.

AARON: That's what makes it a leap of faith, Mark. You've never taken a leap of faith?

[Mark is silent. Switch to Demetri at the FBI office. He answers his phone.]

DEMETRI: Mark I'm a little busy right now, all right. Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm, I'm just a…. Everything's fine with Zoey. Listen, I'll take care of it. You tell him I'll call when I've got the warrant. Okay.

[Wedeck walks up behind Demetri.]

WEDECK: A warrant? For a customs officer?

DEMETRI: No, that's something else. Listen, Marcie ran through the T.S.A. employee database, and they're aren't any J. Murphys working customs at any of the airports in the continental United States.

WEDECK: Did you check applicants?

DEMETRI: No. Geyer said he spoke to an actual officer.

WEDECK: Six months from now. Our guy might not be working customs yet. Have Marcie check. If she finds something, run it down. There a problem?

DEMETRI: My head's just not in the game today, boss.

WEDECK: Demetri.

DEMETRI: Yeah.

WEDECK: Get it in the game.

[Switch to an overhead shot of a neighborhood. Demetri walks up to a small house. He knocks on the door. K.C and the Sunshine Band are heard. The song is Boogie Shoes.]

I Want to put on my, my, my, my, my boogie shoes
Just to boogie with you, uh huh

DEMETRI: Hello?

[Demetri walks around to the back of the house. The song continues.]

I want to do it 'til the sun comes up
uh huh, and I want to do it 'til
I can't get enough, yeah, yeah

DEMETRI: Hello?

[Demetri looks into the back room and sees a robust man dancing in his briefs. He is unsure of the situation. The song is heard at full volume.]

I want to put on my, my, my, my, my boogie shoes
Just to boogie with you, yeah
I want to put on my, my, my, my, my boogie shoes
Just to boogie with you

DEMETRI: Hey. Hey! Jerome Murphy? [shows badge] FBI. Have a minute?

[The music stops. Jerome has put on a robe and is sitting in a chair. He is out of breath.]

JEROME MURPHY: Like, you’re saying I make it? I'm gonna be a Customs Official? Man, I saw it, but I didn't really believe it, you know? This rocks dude. I totally thought I blew the physical. Do I get a gun and stuff?

DEMETRI: Jerome. I need you to focus here, okay? I'm trying to corroborate a suspect's flash-forward and he claims that you were in it. Do you understand?

JEROME MURPHY: Yeah, sure. No problem. What's corroborate mean?

[Demetri reaches for a picture from his inside jacket pocket and hands it to Jerome.]

DEMETRI: [clears throat] I need you to tell me whether you saw the same thing in your flash-forward as this guy claims he saw in his.

JEROME MURPHY: [gasping] I know that dude. I was working at an airport. It felt good, you know?

[Jerome's flash-forward in the background. Behind a counter, stamps a paper twice, Geyer approaches his counter station, hands Jerome his documents.]

JEROME MURPHY: Badge, uniform, it gave me purpose. You know?

JEROME MURPHY:[flash] [in a German accent] Coming back from Germany, ja? [no reply]

JEROME MURPHY:[real time] I woke up after the blackout, applied the next day.

DEMETRI: Do you remember anything else? Anything odd?

JEROME MURPHY: You know, come to think of it, he did. He said something about a murder.

[Geyer in Jerome's flash.]

PRISONER GEYER: [flash] I have a murder to thank for it.

JEROME MURPHY: [real time] I figured I just misheard him.

DEMETRI: [picks up picture] All right. I might be in touch.

[Demetri trips over a red bong. As it falls, all the fluid spills on the floor.

JEROME MURPHY: I can explain that.

DEMETRI: That's okay. I know what a bong is.

JEROME MURPHY: That's not mine. It's my roommate's. [pause] Look, um, home slice, if I get tagged for this, that's it for me. They won't hire me with a drug bust on my record.

DEMETRI: It does seem unlikely, yeah.

JEROME MURPHY: But I was doing it. I saw myself doing the job. I saw myself wearing that uniform and it wouldn't have happened if you bust me. I mean, it won't happen if you bust me. I mean, what I'm saying here is it's up to you whether or not my future happens.

[Switch back to Munich, Germany. Janis is sitting at a table in a bar, alone. Mark enters, sees her then approaches. She is playing with her glass. A waiter takes away the empty glass and replaces it with a fresh drink.]

JANIS: [to waiter] Thank you.

[Janis looks up and sees Mark.]

JANIS: Buy you a drink?

MARK: No, thanks.

[Mark sits at the table. Janis, in slightly slurred speech, raises her glass and proclaims a toast.]

JANIS: To moral relativism.

MARK: I’m sorry this is bothering you so much.

JANIS: Oh, I'm so sorry this isn't bothering you at all.

MARK: Oh, don't make this personal.

JANIS: You know, don't hide behind the badge. You're the one driving this thing, Mark. You are. Own it, [raises her glass] at least.

MARK: Fine. I've been driving this. It's what we do, Janis. We cut the dealer a pass to get to the distributor. We let the foot soldier walk to bust the kingpin.

JANIS: But there have to be some limits, Mark. There have to be people that we won't deal or flip and I'm sorry but if we even can't even draw that line at a Nazi? [exhales] I just don't even know what we're doing any more.

MARK: Have you ever taken a leap of faith?

JANIS: What's that got to do with anything?

MARK: I'm pushing this because I have faith that seeing Geyer's picture in my flash-forward means his information will be important to us.

JANIS: Well, there you go. There's our problem because in my flash-forward all I saw was a baby that I don't even know I want. So how can I have faith in something I'm not even sure is real?

MARK: Then you've got a problem. Because that's what faith is.

[Mark's cell phone rings. He answers.]

MARK: Benford.

WEDECK: Dem found your Nazi's customs agent. Same flash-forward.

MARK: So he's telling the truth.

[Janis shakes her head.]

WEDECK: I'll put a call into State. Have them start the arm-twisting of the German government.

MARK: You sure?

WEDECK: Hell no, but something tells me I better get used to that particular feeling.

[In the background is a gravesite. Aaron is standing in front of it.]

WEDECK: We all better. World's changed. Some of us, all of us, are making decisions now based on what will happen not what could. Makes us do things we wouldn't ordinarily do.

[Background, Demetri hands Aaron an order to exhume Tracy's body. Aaron puts on his glasses to read it. Demetri looks down at her headstone, which reads, "Tracy Stark. Beloved Daughter, Born December 22, 1884, Died October 16, 2007. Demetri hands the affidavit to a man standing next to a front loader. A snippet of Aaron's flash-forward. Tracy laying on a cot looking up at him. Back to reality. Aaron is biting his lower lip. The man gets up on the front loader, Demetri walks away, Aaron watches as the exhumation begins. Aaron puts his hand to his face, rubbing his forehead and eyes.]

WEDECK: You'd think knowing the future would make us less concerned about it. But just the opposite has happened. The future's what all of us are living for now. It's what we're living by.

[Switch to the FBI building. Demetri is sitting at his desk in the dark. Agent Gough stops by.]

AGENT GOUGH: Hey D.

[Demetri looks up at him.]

AGENT GOUGH: We got nothing on your unknown caller. Tech traced it to somewhere off the New York coast but from there they read the signal as coming from two different sites at once. Whoever it was, they know how to cover their tracks.

[Agent Gough hands the cell phone back to Demetri.]

DEMETRI: Thanks for trying.

[Agent Gough starts to leave.]

DEMETRI: Hey, can you pull the logs off of those two repeater sites?

AGENT GOUGH: There's probably a million or so calls routed through those towers.

DEMETRI: At least.

[Switch to the Quale Prison. A buzzer is heard followed by the sound of a metal door opening. Geyer is sitting with his attorney. Stefan Krieger, upset, rushes in pointing at Mark.]

STEFAN KRIEGER: You can't do this. You need my government's consent to free Geyer and my superiors will not…..

MARK: [to Krieger] Signed off. Five minutes ago. [to Geyer] Congratulations, you're a free man.

PRISONER GEYER: Just like that?

MARK: [to Krieger] Start talking.

PRISONER GEYER: [laughs] I blacked out as we all did.

[In background is Geyer's flash-forward. Laying on the floor unconscious, regains consciousness, stands up, walks to window, looks out, numerous dead crows on the ground.]

PRISONER GEYER: The flash-forward happened as I described it, then I woke up. I went to my window and I saw the city burning in the distance. And on the ground, the courtyard outside, I saw crows. They were dead.

MARK: Dead crows.

PRISONER GEYER: The ground was littered with them

MARK: A murder [pause] of crows?

[Janis glares at Geyer.]

PRISONER GEYER: In proper parlance, a grouping of crows.

JANIS: What the hell does this have to do with the Kabbalah and the 137 seconds?

PRISONER GEYER: Nothing, Fraulein. I have no idea why the blackout lasted as long as it did. [laughing]

MARK: So what? It was all crap, the Kabbalah, the birds?

PRISONER GEYER: The crows were real. They were dying outside my window. That must mean something.

STEFAN KRIEGER: [angrily] Tell us!

PRISONER GEYER: I can’t tell you what I don't know. [pushes a book to Mark] Take this. I have no further use for it but I believe you will, Herr Benford.

[The book is a paperback entitled "Birds of North America."]

PRISONER GEYER: In my vision I knew that I'd be freed because of what I told you about the crows dying. Could be helpful in your investigation. How helpful it will be? We'll just have to see.

STEFAN KRIEGER: Then you will rot in here until you do.

PRISONER GEYER: [snickers] Ah, my attorney is here to prevent that, Herr Krieger.

[Janis puts her face in her hand.]

MARK: [to Geyer] You played us.

PRISONER GEYER: The future will tell whether it's true but in the meantime, I am as you said however, [stands up] a free man.

[Switch to the Benford residence. A song plays in the background. It is "To Sheila" by Smashing Pumpkins.]

Twilight fades
Through blistered Avalon
The sky's cruel torch
On aching autobahn
Into the uncertain divine
We scream into the last divine

[Mark is returning from his trip to Germany. Olivia is sitting in bed, asleep. A book is lying on the bed. Mark puts down his attaché and coat. He walks to Olivia and strokes her hair then kisses her forehead. She awakens.]

OLIVIA: Mmm. Hey you look horrendous.

MARK: Glad I accomplished at least something with this trip.

[Mark sits on the edge of the bed and takes off his shoes.]

OLIVIA: Went badly?

MARK: As bad as it could have gone without getting shot at, yeah.

[Mark continues to get undressed. Song still playing.]

You make me real
You make me real
Strong as I feel
You make me real

MARK: My mom, she always says, "Live in the now." How the hell is anyone supposed to do that any more?

[Olivia moves the book she was reading aside and kneels on the bed.]

OLIVIA: Come here.

[Olivia hugs Mark from behind as he sits on the edge of the bed and begins to remove his tie.]

MARK: What 'cha doing?

OLIVIA: What am I doing?

MARK: Mmm. What 'cha doing?

[Olivia kisses Mark's neck.]

OLIVIA: Living in the now.

MARK: Ah, living in the now.

OLIVIA: Uh huh.

[Mark chuckles. Olivia continues to kiss him. He gets up and turns around to face her. They lie back on the bed and caress each other.]

MARK: I guess my mom's advice wasn't so bad after all.

OLIVIA: [chuckles] Not so bad, huh?

[Music continues in the background. Switch to Kate's bar. She greets a bartender.]

KATE: Hi, Jack.

Jack: Kate.

[Kate looks down the bar to see Aaron.]

Jack: He's been here for a while. Hasn't asked me to pour a drop. But you can tell he's thinking about it hard.

[Unhappily, Kate goes to Aaron and sits next to him.]

KATE: I can't be too sure since I had a few yesterday, but I thought I was pretty particular about not wanting to see you again.

AARON: Yeah, well [pause] I figured you'd make an exception for good news. [looks at Kate] You were right. [pause] The body, the remains, Tracy's grave, you were right.

[Aaron bows his head and rubs his hands together. Kate puts her hand to her forehead.]

AARON: I'm sorry I went behind your back. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you.

[Aaron chokes up and tries to hold back tears.]

KATE: It's okay. It's all gonna be okay.

[Aaron looks at Kate as she puts her arms around him. He begins to cry. "Lover, You Should've Come Back by Jeff Buckley begins to play in the background.]

Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water

[Switch to the memorial service for fallen FBI agents. Wedeck is giving the eulogy. The song continues.]

WEDECK: There are no words for this, none that mean half a damn anyway. The people we love are gone and they're not coming back.

Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight, you're on my mind so
You never know

[Kate and Aaron hugging in the background. The camera pans through the audience. Mark and Olivia. Janis.]

WEDECK: We'll miss them. [pause] But things are going to get better. The sun's gonna rise on a new day. I know it doesn't feel like it will but that dawn's coming.

[Wedeck stands at the podium with large framed photographs of the fallen agents. Pan to the audience again. Demetri, Mark.]

Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run

WEDECK: There's hope. One of the agents here repeated to me something that a friend had mentioned to him. And he said, "We're all prophets now." And you know I can't think of a prophet worth a damn that didn't suffer. And I also can’t think of a prophet [pause] that God didn't love.

[Pan to Felicia Wedeck. As she sits in the audience she notices two people in the front row. The little boy turns around. It is the boy she saw in her flash-forward. Snippet from her flash. The little boy saying, "Good night, mom." Felicia recognizes the boy. Telling Olivia at lunch, "This little boy's gonna come into my life and I'm gonna be his mom." In real time a woman in a headscarf puts her around the boy and he turns around. Song continues in background.]

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
Much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...

[Panning the audience again. Demetri, Zoey, Demetri, Olivia, Mark, Janis, Agent Gough. A bagpiper is playing, Wedeck sheds a tear, a shot of the entire memorial from above. Switch to a bar. Mark is making a toast.]

MARK:To absent friends.

It's never over
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
'Cause it's not too late

[Everyone raises their glass and in unison say "To absent friends." Glasses clinking.]

DEMETRI: How many of these speeches do you think have been given since the blackout?

AGENT GOUGH: Gotta figure something like this is happening every day all over the world.

WEDECK: All over the world. Huh.

[Mark, standing next to Wedeck and reacts to his last words.]

MARK: [to himself] All over the world. [whispers] All over the world.

[Mark walks away from the bar to Janis who is speaking with Olivia.]

MARK: I need your help with something.

JANIS: What?

MARK: [to Olivia] Excuse me. [to Janis] Just come on.

[Janis and Mark leave the bar. Zoey walks over and hugs Demetri. He smiles.]

ZOEY: [whispers] I'm a raindrop and I'm falling for you.

[Demetri laughs.]

DEMETRI: What?

ZOEY: [whispers] The night you tried to pick me up. Remember?

DEMETRI: I would never use that line. I said you owed me a drink for shredding my ass on the witness stand.

ZOEY: I did shred your ass [pats Demetri's butt] but I left all the good parts. [pauses] You all right?

DEMETRI: Yeah, yeah. [pause] Yeah, let's do it.

ZOEY: What?

DEMETRI: The D-Day wedding. Let's do it.

ZOEY: Are you sure 'cause the other day…

DEMETRI: The other day was the other day. I, um, today I want us to make our future happen.

ZOEY: Yeah?

[Zoey waits then excitedly puts both hands on Demetri's cheeks and kisses him.]

ZOEY: Oh baby!

[Switch to the FBI office. Janis is sitting in front of a monitor and keyboard. Mark is standing behind her. He flips through the pages of, "North American Birds."]

MARK: Okay. Just go with this with me on this for a second.

[Janis clears her throat.]

JANIS: Ahem.

MARK: It says here that the Audubon Society tracks bird population trends. Okay, I need you to look up the worldwide crow population for, say, the last year.

[Janis types. A graph show on the monitor with one large drop.]

MARK: There see that dip? The day of the blackout. Geyer said that crows died outside his cell but it wasn't just in Germany. Crows died all over the world during the blackout.

JANIS: [exhales slow and deep] Mark, and I say this with love, who gives a damn?

MARK: Look and see if there were any other instances of crow populations plummeting like this.

[Janis types then a worldwide picture shows on the monitor followed by two graphs.]

JANIS: Ganwar region of Somalia, 1991, all the crows died on the same day.

[A picture of dead crows on the ground.]

JANIS: Mark, who cares?

MARK: Why did we set up Mosaic? To look for patterns. Thanks to Geyer we now know crows died all over the world during the blackout. Search on Ganwar for the date those crows died.

[Janis types. Information returns to her monitor. There is a box showing October 1991 and Request number # 99304978582.]

JANIS: Just one hit. The CDC request for additional funding from DHS. Look Mark, this is just anecdotal. Look they don't even have any corroboration.

MARK: No, no, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. [points] CDC doctors traveled to Ganwar region in response to claims that the inhabitants suffered a mass loss of consciousness.

[Focus in on the picture of dead crows in Ganwar strewn on the ground.]

MARK: Janis, we've been so worried that the blackout might happen again and we haven't stopped to ask ourselves, "What if it happened before?"

SOUTHERN SOMALIA
GANWAR REGION
1991

[A boy is herding sheep and goats. The terrain is arid. There is bleating and the cawing of crows. Suddenly the animals stop and refuse to go further. The two goats on leash try to break free. The boy looks up in the sky, sees numerous crows flying in the same direction and suddenly fall from the sky. He leaves his herd and runs to the top of a ridge to get a better view. He stops at the ridge top and looks down at a village with numerous buildings. Dead crows smatter the landscape. People lay unconscious. The boy looks up at the anger yellow sky. There is a tower to the right with satellite type dishes on two sides at the top. The sky grows a deeper yellow and sways like heat coming off the desert. The boy stares in amazement.]

END