Travelers

Previously on Travelers...

That new doctor thinks she's your sister.

Yeah, she told me.

Have you been sent a messenger?

Are you authorized by The Director to talk to me?

Then step away.

Protocol 6, Agent MacLaren.

There's a reason we're so compartmentalized,

but there's teams of us all over the world on missions,

and that's why...

Which is why there's a Protocol 6,

yeah, I get the rules, but help me out here.

You think I haven't seen that white dude around?

Is that how you got these new wheels?

You got a sugar daddy?

This is where any idea you have of us ends.

I'll be right down!

Hey.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

That's all right.

It's the same price whether I'm waiting or playing.

At least you're cute.

How do you know? You can't even see me.

Well... You sound cute.

All I'm saying is that trying to achieve

any true level of intimacy over the Internet

is like trying to save the environment using oil.

Mm. I love scented oils.

Are you hard?

So... if you don't want to do that...

what do you want to do?

I want you tell me about when you were happiest.

I thought I was never gonna see her again.

And it made me so happy to...

to know that she was gonna be okay.

You know?

That's beautiful.

What?

You really do sound hot.

Like, "dad hot."

Yeah. Thanks. Uh...

Look, Candy, you seem like a lovely girl,

and I'm sorry for what's about to happen,

but this conversation is over.

But we just...

Traveler 4019...

welcome to the 21st.

Thank you.

Status report! Everyone all right?

All set.

Let's get to work.

Someone should check on Donner.

We've got multiple bodies

and remnants of the bomb out back.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, it looks like

some kind of adult industry web cam operation.

Anything on these cameras?

Nah, they're all fried. Even the servers.

Survivors?

None.

Bomb was placed right next to the gas line.

Where's the bomber's body?

No idea.

Local PD are canvassing the neighborhood

to see if anyone saw them leaving the scene.

He's alive?

Well, assuming it's a "he."

Forensics should be here any minute to do a sweep.

Why don't I go back to the office,

see what I can dig up about the victims and this company?

Make me do the dirty work?

I called it.

Philip, you there?

What happened?

None of the girls survived, and Donner's missing.

Missing?

He should be dead.

If the Traveler arrived,

he would've defused the bomb like he was supposed to.

If he misfired...

Donner would have died. I know.

It doesn't make any sense. What do you want to do?

Search the deep web for an S.O.S.

If the Traveler made it, hopefully he'll reach out.

In the meantime, send me the host's address.

Copy.

- Hi. - Hey.

- You wanted to see me? - Trevor, yes.

Uh, please have a seat.

How're you doing?

Everything okay?

Transcendent.

Uh, I wanted to talk to you about your physics midterm last week.

Uh... Not bad, right?

Well... also not good.

I had a meeting with Mr. Morrissy yesterday,

and he believes you've been cheating.

What?

That's ridiculous.

Well, he wants to give you a zero.

No, I-I mean, I put in the work.

I got 90%. I told you I would.

You believe him?

You got every question right

except the last three.

Yeah, they were...

Which were also correct,

but you scratched out to not seem suspicious.

Now, Mr. Morrissy thinks you had the answer key,

and to be honest, Trevor, it's hard to dispute that.

I'm sorry.

What are the repercussions?

Well, I found a compromise.

I have convinced him

to allow you one more crack at the midterm

under both of our supervision tomorrow.

Oh, uh...

Okay.

Why don't you come by for third period today

and I'll help you study?

I'll be there.

Oh no!

Hi!

Gonna be extra good for Mommy today, okay?

Hey.

Hey. I just got your message. Jeffrey will be fine.

The rash is just a common reaction to a vaccine,

but I can come over and check on him later, if you'd like.

Uh, thank you, but no, that's okay.

I-I have a meeting.

A meeting?

I have a hearing today.

Jeffrey's father wants custody.

Oh. Why don't you just let him have it?

I'm the boy's mother.

No, actually, you're not.

And it would make it a lot easier to go on missions.

I'm not leaving my son in the custody of that man,

and that's all there is to it.

Well, then you're gonna have to fight for him.

I know.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god! No!

No!

Oh!

This is all my fault! This is all my fault.

- Hey, boss? - Yeah?

I sent you Donner's address.

Thanks.

If you were injured in the field and needed to patch yourself up,

where would you go?

Pharmacy, veterinary clinic...

- Commercial kitchen... - Hold on.

I'll get back to you.

FBI.

Aaron Donner.

He was a regular.

I'd do private shows for him, twice a day sometimes,

until things got weird.

He started sending packages,

and our policy is not to encourage that sort of thing,

so I didn't respond.

Aaron blamed the company for coming between us,

and then the threats started.

Threats?

He'd send religious hate mail,

saying that God would make everyone pay for their sins,

that a day of reckoning would come.

He was crazy!

And then this morning...

You're doing good.

He left me a voice mail telling me not to come in,

that today was the day he'd make them all pay.

I tried to warn the girls, but...

It's okay. You're being very helpful.

Excuse me.

Beth?

Can you do a search on an Aaron Donner for me?

Aaron Donner?

Aaron Donner!

Do you know who I am?

I'm 3468.

If you were hurt in the blast,

I can take you to our medic.

I'm here to assist you.

Okay?

You can trust me.

These allegations are fundamentally disgusting, David.

Marcy Warton is a client of yours!

She is not who you think she is.

Are you in a relationship with her?

It's purely platonic.

So you don't deny living with her?

Because I have a thorough report from an Officer Jeff Conniker

that clearly implicates you as her romantic partner.

Ken... you know I would never do that.

You're suspended until further notice.

- What? - And don't think...