Travelers

"You're...

a...

b-b...

big...

g... girl...

now."

Marcy?

I gotta leave early tonight. You gonna be all right alone?

I'm... I'm fine.

Don't forget

to take your break, girl.

You work too hard.

I won't. I won't.

Bye, Tory.

Don't!

Stop!

David gave that to me!

David...

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

That's mine.

Holy shit.

Trevor...

You stay down, man. He's better than you.

You can stay down, man!

Shut up!

You should've stayed down.

Trevor!

Trevor!

Ahh!

I concede the fight.

Do we need to cut it?

Nah.

Ahh!

It's okay.

It's okay. It's almost ready.

Carly?

Carly?

You're not coming in like that.

You promised, Jeff.

Come on, Carly. Don't make me mad.

I gotta take a piss.

You're not supposed to be here when you drink.

Why is he crying?

He's just hungry.

Well, then give him something to eat!

I'm warming it up.

What is this shit?

It's baby food.

He's a baby, Jeff.

Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot.

Hey, hey, hey, this is bullshit.

Yo, come on!

Hey, all you're doing is pissing me off!

Listen, I'm sorry.

You make me crazy.

You need to go.

All right.

I'm going.

"Ruok"?

"Ru-ok"?

"Ruok..."

You're up early.

Mwah. The headache wake you?

The sound of birds.

You know how stupid it is

to pick a fight before a game?

How the hell you supposed to throw a football with a broken hand?

The doctors are more concerned

with his concussion.

You blow you chance at a scholarship, superstar,

you better start learning to flip burgers.

All right.

You scoot upstairs. Get ready.

They wanted to see you again in the morning.

Thank you, Mom.

"Thank you, Mom"?

Who the hell's that?

Philip Pearson?

Tried to find you at the university.

I'm Detective Gower.

"Gower"?

Your roommate passed away last night.

You don't seem surprised.

It's me.

- David? - Yeah.

Oh!

That's... not appropriate.

Marcy, put some clothes on.

Yeah, I can't, uh...

be your boyfriend, Marcy, w-we talked about this.

What's that?

What happened?

Uh... I fell.

And you just went home?

Oh, kiddo, are you okay? Does it hurt?

I'm fine.

Well, I know going to the doctor's

not your favorite thing in the world, but...

That's a... That's a nasty cut.

Is this appropriate?

Appropriate?

Sure.

Maybe some underwear.

Did Stephen inject himself,

or did you do it for him?

What difference does it make?

Because your prints were found on both syringes.

I was there, but then I-I left.

Because you knew he was gonna O.D.

Yeah, you knew.

You know, a phone call to 911

could've saved his life.

That's cold, Philip.

Either way, you have got a problem.

On top of your drug problem.

I don't have a drug problem.

I know who your dealer is.

I know how much you buy every week.

I know who your friends are, and I know where you're from.

You have no idea where I'm from.

You inject somebody, they O.D.,

that's manslaughter.

I have the right

to court-appointed legal counsel, yes?

Sure you don't want to call your parents instead?

You think you're sick now,

wait till your lawyer shows up.

I'm proud of you, you know.

What? What for?

Only you got knocked in the head last night,

and you're...

you know, the naked thing, that... that was weird,

but otherwise, you're handling this amazingly well.

Hey. It's Thursday.

It's reading-aloud day.

There's no point in wasting time sitting on a bus.

It's just me. It can be anything at all.

Think I got your favorite.

"Police were forced to use tear gas

"to disperse a crowd

"shortly after a not-guilty verdict was announced out... "

What?

What... What's wrong?

Daddy's coming.

You busy right now?

Not yet.

We just got sent a red flag.

Can't you handle it? I'm all over Jonas Walker.

I'm in court today and tomorrow.

What's the flag?

Potential cell.

Encrypted communication in the deep web.

I have no idea what I'm looking at.

Analyst who flagged it is hoping

that they're just gamers of some kind.

Who travel, apparently.

Those GPS coordinates correspond

to an abandoned building downtown.

And what's a "T.E.L.L."?

I asked the same question.

They ran it and nothing showed up.

Aw, shit, I'm late.

It's probably nothing, but...

Yeah, yeah. I got it. I'll let you know.

Have fun in court.

Ha. Make sure Jonas Walker doesn't shoot anyone

while I'm gone.

You didn't coach her?

No amount of coaching can do that.

You recognize Marcy has a significant intellectual disability.

Yeah. "Had".

I know you want to think

something wonderful's happened here,

but no traumatic brain injury

is going to increase intellectual capacity.

It's just not possible.

Which brings us back to "miracle".

Assuming that there was a traumatic injury, likely a concussion,

the most common symptoms would be memory loss,

change in personality...

So...

What if this is the real Marcy?

Seriously?

Up until the age of 18,

Marcy lived in an institution,

one with a reputation for neglect and abuse,

right up until the time it was shut down.

She doesn't talk about that.

Maybe the "Marcy" we knew was her way of coping there,

her way of making people look after her,

and she just continued that behavior

after her release, and when she hit her head...

She just forgot who she was pretending to be?

That's crazy.

It's infinitely more possible

than her I.Q. doubling overnight.

I've been her caseworker since her release.