Heroes s04e03 Episode Script

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.
And 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 any more.
- Why is that? - Because I've lost my family, Angela.
You know, 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 kin' 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'd draw unwanted attention being myself.
Haven't worn a suit since I was a boy.
Our 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 can 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.
I feel like I'm missing a part of myself.
He was my compass.
And 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've been sewed.
Guess you need to be more careful when you're saving people, hero.
Oh, geez.
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 days 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.
ADA.
Yeah.
I wish I was a ghost.
It'd be so much better than this hell, being stuck in your miserable life.
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? You 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 are not going into that house until I know that you'll keep it together.
I'm fine.
Look.
It's the first day of the rest of my life.
Right? So I put away my ghost and put my game face on.
- Let's go.
- All right.
- Police.
Open up.
- Open up.
Check over there.
Hey.
I'll check upstairs.
Parkman.
I'm not interrupting you, am I? I'm everywhere.
Hey.
Where are 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.
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 housewarming 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've called you.
I know.
I didn't call because No, no, no.
I I don't want to put you on the spot.
I just want to make sure you're all right.
I'm dealing with it.
I'm fine.
I know that "fine".
It's not very convincing.
You want to try again? It's not just the whole Annie thing.
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 going to avoid me? I'm not.
Wow.
You're even going to avoid admitting you're avoiding me.
No, no, no.
I'm not.
I was just busy and studying, and Organic Chem is a bitch.
How's 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.
No.
I mean, yes, I was on the ground.
I was testing your theory.
You know' Jump-Push-Fall.
And I think Annie did commit suicide.
Which is awful 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 - Great.
- Hi, Mr Bennet.
- Hey.
Who's your friend? That's Gretchen.
Nice to meet you.
Yeah.
Would you like to join us for lunch? 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.
- 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 going to go check in the bathroom.
Not as easy to ignore me as you thought.
It's because I ooze charm.
- You're 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? - The stuffed rabbit.
This house isn't used for drugs.
It's used for something worse.
A lot worse.
Hi' I need a file.
Hooper, William.
H-0-0-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 doing your job.
And I'm doing my job.
I saved a guy's life and he sues me for it.
I guess no good deed goes unpunished.
Right? I'm talking to myself.
Who're you listening to? Your headphones.
It's cool.
I like that band, too.
You okay? He's in physical therapy right now.
Thank you.
- Excuse 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 recognised 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 kind of man that's gonna 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.
Then what's happening to me? When you saw the lights, did other people see them? Yes.
Of course-- I just signed, "Hey, do you see an Aurora Borealis ink blot coming from that coffee mug?" Did you ever hear of synesthesia? Crossing senses together.
Yeah.
Yeah.
People say that they can smell words.
Or hear numbers.
And, I'm what? Seeing sound as colour? It's possible.
It's very common in deaf cases.
Maybe your body is trying to tell you something.
Couldn't it just send an e-mail? Emma.
Emma, this is serious.
You know, you're completely disengaged.
You file records when you could be treating patients.
I like my job.
It's quiet.
Is that why you wear the headphones? I wear the headphones because the minute I take them off, someone's asking for the time, or my phone number, or directions to the Statue of Liberty.
Hey, I don't want to see their faces.
That look.
Insensitive eyebrows.
"Oh She's deaf.
" Okay, we've got saag paneer, baigan bhartha, 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.
Excuse me.
We also had an order of raita for the table.
- Clever.
You're very good at hiding things.
- Could bring that over, please? So, Gretchen, what's your major? Physiology and Bio-Mechanics.
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 out 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.
And we could do it together.
And you're still undeclared.
Well, I can be undeclared till 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.
Hey, I think these keys go 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 was that? Is there a kid here? Tell me.
Hey.
All right, what? You're ignoring me now? Doesn't feel very good, does it? When 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 mean? 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.
Janice or your kid.
And they never will love you.
And you wanna know why? - Shut 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? Well, 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 note-mail.
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 We don't have a lot of time.
Use your power.
Use your power.
Under the stairs.
She's under the stairs What did you do? What did you do? What? No.
What're you doing? Parkman.
Parkman.
What the hell are you doing? The 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 rabbit.
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.
Well, according to my log, he was.
Look, 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 And always the first on scene.
What's that supposed to mean? There's a couple people floating the theory that you caused the accidents yourself.
Glory hounding.
- So what? You believe them? - They ask if you've been reckless.
They ask if you've been behaving suspiciously.
You have.
Hesam, come on.
You know me.
We're partners.
Partners? Man, you run off the second we get on scene.
I'm your chauffeur.
He was on the bus.
Look, Claire, I'm sorry if I pushed too hard.
- I push.
I'm pushy.
- You think? You don't want to talk.
I get that.
Wanting 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 this secret to myself.
So ask me anything.
I'll tell you the truth.
Mr Petrelli.
I didn't expect to see you again.
You look like you've been running all over the city.
I need to apologise 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 would you say to people? Just sit with them.
Be with them.
I'd let them 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 hoped you'd be.
I'm dropping the lawsuit.
Thank you, Peter.
For everything.
You know, ifs 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 I grew up here.
My father used to be the butler, my mother was the maid.
My brother recently passed away, and I just thought I could take a look around.
Well, 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, I know.
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 favourite.
Go for it.
I've never done this before.
Well, I would hope not.
It's okay.
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 any more, 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 was good.
Listen, 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 when you get into 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 ii 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 borrow this? - No.
- Right.
Sorry.
No, 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.
Rooming with a boring girl who smells like pickles, or the super-girl 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 a line, Matt.
What's gonna happen to me, Mike? You need to find yourself a damn good lawyer.
This is gonna ruin my life.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.
Me, too.
What are you doing? I guess I'm just not strong enough any more.
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.
And they can all be like this.
Or you and I can go find my body.
Wait up.
Sorry to make you boys come out.
Three people died here.
- Could have been a lot worse.
- So, what happened? - Sinkhole.
- Sinkhole?