Marvel's Agent Carter

Previously on "Agent Carter"...

Whitney Frost shot my wife. I'm coming with you.

No, you're going back to the hospital.

I want her to pay for what she did to us.

- They're fake. - Move! Move!

Those are fake. Stop them!

- Where are the rods? - Jason, stop this.

I know how you feel about her.

Daniel, don't listen to him.

- Where?! - No!

Wall safe at the SSR lab.

- He was gonna shoot you. - Yes, he was.

So if the situation was reversed, that's what you would've done?

Let him shoot me?

Two hours ago, you were using a redacted file to frame me.

If I were helping them, I'd be on my way there.

But I'm here with you.

The rift will open.

Zero matter will pour out, and you and I will absorb it.

No! What about me?!

We need to close the rift.

Dr. Wilkes.

- Whitney Frost! - Something happened...

No! What did you do?!

- You're gonna pay for that. - Keep them alive.

The key to controlling him

is to control those that he loves.

Hello?

Daniel?

Rose?

Anyone?

Who turned out the...

Color?

Michael?

Come now, Peggy. Black and white?

Couldn't you have made this experience a bit more vibrant?

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

You've gotten yourself into quite a fix this time.

I wouldn't even be in this situation

had you not put me up for the SOE position to begin with

and then gotten yourself killed

just so I would take up your flag.

Yes.

Very rude of me.

My sincere apologies.

I'm only doing what you wanted me to do.

No, darling, you're doing what you wanted to do.

I miss you, Michael.

I'd be here right alongside you if I could, Peggy.

What'll it be?

Angie, what are you doing here?

Busting my hump working a double.

What about you?

Shouldn't you be working, English?

I-I was in the desert.

You want dessert?

Well, you can't go wrong with the key lime pie.

No, no, that's not what I said.

What do you want, then?

I don't know what I want.

How about... me?

You.

You're angry.

No, I'm not.

You have every right to be.

I did hold a gun to your head.

It wasn't your fault.

You may be right.

I was only doing what you wanted me to do.

Order up!

Daniel, what in the bloody blue blazes is happening?

What are you doing here?

Aww, Peggy, I'll always be in your head.

Miss Carter? I hate to interrupt.

Yes, Mr. Jarvis?

Wake up.

I'm sorry.

You're just not right for the Auerbach Theatrical Agency.

So... they're gonna come back for us, right?

I mean, they have our truck, our radios, our water.

Something's happened. It's been over an hour.

Question is, do we head towards the blast area

or towards civilization?

Strolling through a cloud of radiation isn't my first choice.

You're supposed to drink your urine.

When you're dehydrated.

I'm problem-solving. Come on.

Nearest town is at least a day's walk.

Longer if we have to drag that thing with us.

Look!

We're saved!

SSR car.

Vega and Blackwell.

Vernon's guys.

How do you know?

He sent them to kick the crap out of me.

Blackwell gargles aqua velva.

But they're just gonna take us back to the SSR, right?

I don't think that's what they have in mind.

What's the play?

You trust me?

Not at all.

Good enough.

Where are we?

In a truck in the middle of the desert.

Are you all right, Miss Carter?

Allow me to explain.

Any explanation you have is irrelevant.

I know you disapprove of my actions...

Your actions?

And what actions are those?

When you tried to murder Whitney Frost in cold blood?

She deserves to die. I will not...

Enough! I'm not listening to this.

Get yourself loose while I find a way

of getting us out of this mess,

which is entirely of your making.

Vega, thank God you found us.

Put Chief Thompson in the back of the vehicle.

He's under arrest.

You heard the man. Sometime this week.

Drop the gun, Chief.

What the hell are you doing?

Vernon sent them to kill

whoever pulled the trigger on that thing.

That sound about right, boys?

Doc, put that gun down before you hurt yourself.

Good work, boys.

Thank you.

Now, let's get these men back to the SSR.

Vernon's gonna want to hear what they have to say.

Uh... We're supposed to...

You're supposed to what?

You're supposed to what, Vega?

Kill me, too?

After I followed Carter out to the ass end of the desert

and tried to stop her?

Don't be an idiot, Vega.

Now get them in that car.

Looks like you owe me another one, Sousa.

I just saved your life.

You're gonna regret this, Jack.

I doubt it.

Damn.

- Maybe we could, uh... - I've got it.

What on earth are you doing?

What is that?

This... is called the hotwire.

Hold the doors open.

Miss Carter, if we're to be successful,

it's important we're able to work together.

What are we supposed to do now?

Aah!

Bloody hell! Are you mad, woman?!

Quiet!

Stay down.

Get to the side of the road.

You could've killed me.

Are you or are you not free from capture, Mr. Jarvis?

Oh, yes. How wonderful.

Here we are...

Safe in the middle of a bleeding wasteland.

What on earth are we supposed to do now?

We walk.

"We walk"? "We walk"?

This is your grand plan?

Throw me from a moving vehicle

only to kill me in an inferno?!

What a magnificent idea!

What skill! What grace under fire!

You've really proven your worth

to God and country this time, Agent Carter!

Right, then.

Dr. Wilkes, you're awake.

How do you feel?

Something's wrong.

You bet your ass something's wrong.

Your eyes look like two eight balls.

I suppose that's what happens

when you take all the zero matter for yourself, isn't it?

I'm not well.

Hey.

Look, if you're gonna puke, do it outside. I just got this car.

You went into the rift.

What did you see?

Nothing.

Just... blackness.

But we both saw the Isodyne test footage,

and no one comes back.

Why you?

I don't know.

There.

You look better already.

I'm not better.

I am anything but better.

Yeah, I'm gonna have to agree with the doc on this one, hon.

His eyes are okay, but he still looks skeevots to me.

Well, no matter.

We're gonna get you back to the city now and fix you right up.