Travelers

Previously on Travelers.

This should cover all the benefits that I received

under David's care.

Well, that's blackmail.

I am happy to share you with your work, babe.

I always have been.

As long as that's all I'm competing with.

He believes you've been cheating.

- What? - I've convinced him

to allow you one more crack at the midterm

under both of our supervision tomorrow.

Is this true, Ms. Shannon?

Have you assaulted Mr. Conniker?

Forget Protocol 3. I want to kill that man.

I'm not an idiot, Grant.

I've noticed the changes.

Just a sec, hon.

Sure, slacker.

No, really, I got to take this.

Hayes.

Yeah.

Oh, relax.

Manning likes to bluster about ethics

and the environment,

but he'll fold as always.

Besides, this conference is just a formality.

Once I put the motion through,

it's through.

That pipeline will move ahead on schedule.

No! No, no, no, no.

We'll be out of that conference by noon

and still make our tee time.

You watch.

God.

I'm sweating like a pig here.

This exercise is gonna kill me.

Oh, honey...

don't be silly.

That isn't gonna be what kills you.

Aah!

Help!

Help! Somebody, help!

Mm... that smells good.

Fine grind, organic.

I know it sounds snobby,

but you just wait... tastes even snobbier.

Thank you.

No problem.

- Everything okay? - Yeah.

No. Um... It's just...

What?

I don't think I can do this anymore.

Do what?

This, you...

staying here with me.

No, you don't need to worry. I talked to your boss.

It's not about my job, Marcy.

It's... so, you talked to my... boss?

Uh, yeah, it's settled.

What were you going to say?

This pretending

to be something that we're not...

I keep saying that it's platonic, but...

if I'm being honest with myself...

Oh...

It's okay.

I-I think maybe...

it's best if you found your own place.

Oh.

Um...

I-I didn't realize...

The last thing I want is to upset you.

You should go to work.

And... don't worry about me. I'll find a place tonight.

I mean, it doesn't...

ahem... have to be tonight.

It's fine.

I understand.

Do you?

Don't leave tonight, 'cause I got dinner...

David.

It is okay.

Just, um... you should go to work.

Excuse me.

- Do you mind? - Yeah, I do.

I mind what's going on between you and Carly.

Carly?

Mm. Don't pretend you don't know.

That'll just piss me off.

Right.

And we all know what you do when you get pissed off,

don't we?

I would not suggest you try that with me.

Definitely not here.

Okay.

I'll talk to you man to man, all right?

Carly and I had a fight,

we separated,

you had some fun with her...

"Fun with her"?

- I seen you around, all right? - If you're implying that Carly and I...

I'm just here to tell you

that she's the mother of my child,

and I'm trying to get my family back together.

But if you're in my way...

Actually, you're in my way.

If you wouldn't mind pressing "down."

Do you think that this is funny?

No, I think it's pathetic.

I've interviewed Carly Shannon...

"Interviewed"?

...On official business, yes,

during which time the bruises on her arms

and her forehead were pretty goddamned unmistakable.

Okay, accidents happen, man.

Not anymore they don't.

Does your wife know that Carly's half your age?

You know, if you were smart...

you'd realize that Carly's not going to put up

with an abusive, alcoholic, loser beat cop anymore,

and you'd move on.

I'll wait for the next one.

You don't have your GED?

Uh, um... that should come through this week.

I, uh, did the test already.

Just waiting on the papers, Mr. Donald.

Uh, "Hank." Call me Hank.

So, do you have

any experience in landscaping?

No, but I'm a fast learner.

Um, okay, this question

is not intended to be in any way sexist,

but it is a requirement of this workplace,

so don't be offended.

What?

Can you lift that bag?

Where would you like it?

Back on the pile's good.

All right.

Come on in tomorrow.

We'll get you all set up,

and we'll see what you're made of.

Um, I'll, uh... I'll be here at six.

Uh, okay, but everybody else

will be here at seven, so...

Sounds good, Hank.

Sit down, superstar.

School called,

and your mother wasn't here, so I had to answer it.

You skipped out on another test.

I can explain.

They're suspending you for a week.

I understand.

No, I don't think you do.

Two of your teachers don't even want you back in their class,

which means you don't have enough credits to graduate.

I can make up the tests.

No, you've already ditched too many of those.

Your mother and I have decided

that we're sending you to a military boarding school.

You're sending me away?

Just for eight months. In Idaho.

You can get your grades up, learn about responsibility,

and reapply to colleges next spring.

I think we need to talk about this more.

Well, I'm sorry.

It's not up to you.

Gary?

Aren't we talking more?

Gary!

What the hell?

It's a combination of digital and mechanical.

Not easy to bypass,

but definitely based on our tech.

Well, I hope so,

considering how it was left in my car.

I mean, no interface

or remote signal?

Trying that right now.

You're right. It definitely opens remotely.

Maybe if I can...

No. Shit!

Uh, if I can use a proxy...

No, that's stupid too.

Hey! If there's one thing you're not...

I'm sorry, boss. My head isn't clear.

Look, if you need a little to function properly,

I won't stop you.

No. No.

I need to try for at least a few more hours.

Staying clean is harder than I thought.

How can I help?

I'm getting help, actually.

Support groups.

My friend Ray has been taking me.

A friend? Oh.

Good.

Well, c-can you scan it?

See what's inside?

If this doesn't work, I'll have to run a few programs,