7. The Writing on the Wall (第2季)【完整台词】

Previously on "Marvel's Agents of S.

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" - You were dead for days.

- "GH-325.

" Agent Coulson was injected with that, and literally minutes later, his wounds showed signs of cellular regeneration.

I'd like to turn the machine on again.

It induces Theta brain-wave frequencies to help uncover the secrets buried in the subconscious.

Please! Let me die! - When did you start doing this? - First night I saw Garrett's writings.

- What do you think caused it? - The GH-formula.

This is what you've been doing up here.

It's what I did yesterday.

No matter how much I carve, it still means nothing to me.

- I don't even have a theory.

- I do.

It's a map.

You're being transferred.

Your brother wants you in his custody.

2x07 - The Writing on the Wall Burning man, two years ago, we were stuck in the desert on a glow-in-the-dark bus.

- Is that it? - What's burning man? Oh.

Are you sure you're not from Iowa? Because you just sounded like it.

- Baltimore, born and raised.

- This is gonna drive me nuts.

I mean, it's crazy, right? We see each other from across the bar, and we just wave at each other like we're long-lost friends.

I know I know you.

I just can't figure out how.

To remembering.

- So, you're an artist.

- Mm, yeah, I do some painting.

And I teach community art classes.

Is that how I know you? - Are you an artist? - I do some carving now and then.

Well, maybe the reason we think we know each other is because it was our destiny to meet tonight.

Look I haven't been entirely honest with you.

We have met before, and I've traveled a long way to be with you.

Okay.

Maybe we should just slow this down.

No.

We share so much so many memories so much pain.

How how how do you know about that? I'll help you remember.

Damn it.

How long were you standing there? Long enough.

May gave us specific instructions you go on a date with the crazy wall, I have to chaperone.

I didn't want to wake you.

Do I look like I've been sleeping? - What's keeping you up? - It's all connected everything.

Ward has information about my father, who just happens to have the alien buzzkill device, which is somehow connected to the writing, that is related to the G.

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serum that is in our blood like we're pieces to a puzzle.

Except we don't know what the puzzle is or how the pieces even fit.

It's a hacker's worst nightmare, everlasting gobstopper of firewalls.

It wants us to know.

I can feel it.

Then it should tell us, because I have been trying to match the writing to constellation maps, navigational charts, genome diagrams.

And if it's a map, it's a map to nowhere.

I need you to stick with it.

The writing's coming more and more frequently.

Used to be two, three times a month.

Then once a week.

Now it's every day, every night.

I can't turn it off.

How do you function? When do you sleep? That's why we need answers.

And what if we don't find them? Anything else? When does May get back? Not until we find Ward.

This is Morse.

I have agents positioned at multiple locations.

- We have been sitting here for an hour.

- He has 11 hotboxes within 200 miles of his last known position.

Odds are, he'll show up at one of them.

Why isn't there a nationwide manhunt? He escaped from federal custody.

Senator Ward is covering it up.

No one's looking but us.

Triplett here.

I've got eyes on the prize.

I've got a clear shot and a trigger finger that needs some love.

No.

Stand by and wait for your orders.

Director, say the word.

I can end this.

- The senator wants him alive.

- What do you want? Bring him in by any means necessary.

Copy that.

Damn.

I don't know how, but he knows we're on him.

He's got a dead man's switch and enough C-4 to take down the block.

Bus 741 to Atlanta now boarding.

He's on the move.

Do not engage.

He's not bluffing.

Keep an eye in the sky, May.

Have Agents Hunter and Morse in position at the next stop.

If we can't bring him in, at least we can see where he's going.

We found Ward.

- What? - One of my sources, this guy micro he's kind of a crime-scene junkie he came across something.

The writing, but not exactly how we wanted to see it.

- When were these taken? - Last night.

Whoever did this is still out there.

- This is the victim? - Janice Robbins.

Lives lived in upstate New York.

- She's a S.