The first 200 lines.
Previously on "Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."...
I'm not a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent.
But for some reason, I'm still hanging around this rusty drainpipe.
When you get back, I-I think I'll be out of here.
- Why? - I'm a damaged person.
From a damaged world.
If there's even a chance that could happen again...
You'd want to see the world before it does.
Agent Keller?
He's obviously attracted to you.
I'm betting it's mutual.
I'm not afraid of Mack finding out.
Honestly, I'd much rather we told him about it
than have him stumble on it.
He has enough to deal with.
These guys must need something.
And when they go for it, we'll be watching.
Seriously?
I leave for three minutes, and the plan goes all to hell.
Coulson?
That word. "Coulson".
What does that mean?
I don't know.
But it rings a bell.
Wherever these people came from, I think they destroyed it.
End of the line!
Let's get out while we still can!
Let's go make a mess.
We've got company.
Commander, I'm out.
Then make 'em count.
This just got personal.
I'm getting too old for this.
Thanks.
I had a blast.
What took you so long?
Sorry, sweetheart.
Traffic was a bitch.
Deke.
Deke.
End Framework.
Deke!
Babe.
This is a surprise. What are you doing here?
Boba.
We're supposed to get boba.
Oh. Boba tea.
Yeah, no.
I-I got to ask Trevor to check my schedule.
Sweet raid, dude.
The rendering on that blue guy
is really popping.
Your boy's a visionary.
Oh, come on. You're just saying that 'cause she's here.
Oh.
- All right. Walk with me? - Mm-hmm.
Do I have time for a boba break?
I don't know, man.
We got VC coming in for round-two financing.
Yeah, but our growth is
pure hockey stick.
Dude, high-res, zero latency...
that's what's up. You're crushing it.
But right, no, stay in the zone. I love that, man.
See, the thing is, babe,
a gaming system like the Framework,
it's gonna be a cash cow.
That, we know,
but the revenue is gonna be a launchpad
for all my new initiatives,
because Deke Shaw is not just about virtual reality.
I want to change the world...
- In real reality. - ... in real reality.
That's my... Don't. That's...
- For example... - Hang on, hang on.
I want to post this.
Okay.
Go.
Imagine a future
where no one goes hungry...
- Totally... - A world where everyone's sustained
- on one simple staple... - Mm.
... organic, biodynamic,
sustainable, easily attainable...
mushroom pellets.
Um...
change the world much?
- It's all he does. - Just...
Like e-scooters disrupted long walks
or rideshare disrupted drunk driving...
You're gonna disrupt actual food.
Well, I guess you can consider the universe...
... dented.
Shaw, hold up.
You said you wanted to increase productivity, yeah?
Well, you will be the first to try...
No, no. No, no, no.
Nothing goes on this wrist ever.
But you can call anyone at their work station
from your arm.
Like you said, "Productivity is connectivity".
_
Yeah, I did say that.
Uh, how's the rest of R&D going?
We're having some trouble with gravity-belt technology,
but your idea about a prosthetic hand
that has its own energy shield,
Engineering loves it.
Babe, you are such a genius.
Where do you come up with this stuff?
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Agent Diaz, you have something for me?
We're running CCTV,
local law enforcement, satellite imagery,
but so far,
no eyes on our target since the fireworks.
Okay. Agent May's running point on this,
so let's make sure she knows.
- Believe me, she's on it. - Okay.
You got a minute?
Yeah.
I know S.H.I.E.L.D. has certain protocols,
so in the spirit of full disclosure...
I'm gonna stop you right there.
- Sir? - Let's say you're here to disclose
an interpersonal relationship, theoretically.
Well, that means I have to separate teams.
People that work well together.
When you're out in the field,
you can't second-guess yourself
because you're working with someone you care about.
It can, uh...
compromise your judgment.
Of course.
I just thought, in...
in light of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s policy on that...
I plan to enforce that policy.
So, do you believe yourself to be compromised,
theoretically?
- No. - Good.
Mack, we got back...
Um, is this a bad time?
- No, not at all. - Um, Benson did a full analysis
of the area where Fake Coulson put on the fireworks show.
No atmospheric toxicity,
didn't disrupt air traffic, but...
"trace amounts of statically charged particles"?
Suspended in orbit.
Eyewitnesses described a pattern in the sky, a grid.
So, I was thinking, maybe they were making a map.
But the jewelry store, firing off a cannon...
seems like a lot of trouble if they could just check GPS.
You think they're looking for something.
I do.
But who knows what it is.
That's our mark.
Whoa. What's going on? Where's he going?
Hi.
I've been looking all over for you.
I love this part.
Definitely not a butterfly.
So who's next?
I'm thinking about calling it the Post-Food Movement.
The Post-Food Movement. I love it.
Could you help me come up with some hashtags for that?
- Obviously. - Thanks, babe.
Mr. Shaw. Our latest taste test.
Okay, well, let's, uh...
let's give it a shot.
Mmm.
Closer. It's definitely closer.
It's just... I can still taste that taste
that I can't ever... forget.
- Just keep trying. - Mr. Shaw?
- Yes? - I'm so sorry.
There's this weird guy who said
he had an appointment and couldn't wait.
- He's in the conference room. - What?
The meeting isn't for another two hours.
I haven't updated the deck.
This is what you get for making business connections
at Burning Man. All right.
Trevor, just load the presentation into the holo-table.
Kaya, hold off on the pellets.
And, Lindsay,
could I just get a charcoal water?
- Yes, Mr. Shaw. - Thanks so much.
But Deke...
... I still need boba.
Sequoia, babe, me, too.
Is there... any way maybe
you could go get the boba
and bring it back and we'll have it together,
just so I can close this deal? Please?
Okay.
I've been looking all over for you.
Coulson! Buddy!
- That's me. - Listen...
b-before you get all bent out of shape
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