Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Previously on "Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."...

You've already met Aida, as a voice on the computer.

I built her a body.

God, Lucy, look at you. What happened?

You shouldn't have used the Darkhold.

That book can help us now.

Fix us.

We're gonna find the book

and stop anyone who tries to get it.

Stay away from me!

She was touched by a ghost.

We're gonna have to kill her.

Wake up!

There's a group called the Watchdogs.

They're hunting Inhumans.

And who knows what kind of weapon

they stole from the energy lab in Pasadena.

they stole from the energy lab in Pasadena.

they stole from the energy lab in Pasadena.

What are you?

You know someone that worked at that Momentum facility?

- My uncle. - Uncle Elias Morrow?

Doing time at South Ridge Penitentiary?

He's a good man. He did a bad thing.

I'm going to go see him.

It checks all our boxes --

hardwood floors, breakfast nook, bay window, cozy and charming.

Yeah, well, 'Cozy' means small and "Charming" means old.

Where did you find this place?

An e-mail offer.

Honestly, it was almost too good to be true.

This is the one, Fitz. I can feel it.

And it's, uh -- it's definitely within our price range?

Can one really put a dollar amount on the perfect home?

Yes, one can, and we did.

Yes, one can, and we did.

And it'll be well worth it, I promise.

Shame you can't be here.

My one day not working, and you're in the thick of it.

Yeah, I'm heading to Radcliffe's.

It seems you're spending all your time there lately.

Does it? Eh, I guess so.

Trying to figure out a less deadly way

to cure our ghost victims.

Take lots of pictures.

You've got it -- plenty of pictures.

And good luck. I'll see you tonight.

- Love you. - Yeah, I love you, too.

Hello?

I'm here about the apartment.

Is anybody here'!?

Daisy?

Sorry-

I had nowhere else to turn.

Eli, you've got a visitor.

Who the hell

Agent Phil Coulson.

I'm with the Strategic Homeland Intervention,

Enforcement and Logistics Division.

S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Still a thing?

We're making a comeback.

I'm here about an incident that occurred

at Momentum Alternative Energy Lab when you worked there.

Is there anything you can tell me?

There's not much information out there.

Think tank working on undisclosed projects,

and then there's an accident.

"Accident."

Are you saying it was something else?

I'm not saying anything.

I'm sure it wasn't easy growing up where you did,

but you were 1 in 10 from your high school

to graduate from college

and the only one to go on and get a PhD.

You worked hard to provide for your sister and her kids,

so I think you're a decent guy.

Sure, some petty theft as a kid, but no history of violence.

But then one bad situation

turned into a manslaughter charge.

I don't expect you to open up to a suit with a badge --

Suits like you is why I'm in here.

But there's a chance, if you help me,

that I can help you get out of here.

Let me get that for you, Agent May.

Apologies.

That must have been annoying.

Incredibly.

Oh, speaking of which...

You seem to be feeling better, Agent May.

No doubt in part to the care Aida has given to you.

Aida's my assistant.

She's been tending to you since -- since the procedure.

Procedure?

Dr. Radcliffe stopped your heart for seven minutes

in order to reboot your central nervous system.

You did what?

Well, in order to quell the hyperactivity

in your reticular activating system,

we had to... very carefully,

gently... kill you.

Just a little bit.

I died.

Yes, and came back.

Killed by Radcliffe.

All for a good cause.

And hopefully, we've learned a great deal

that will help us cure others

who have been similarly affected.

By killing them?

No, no.

Well, hopefully not.

Agent Fitz and I are working on a chemical solve

for this... ghost virus.

But to do so, we need to run a few more tests.

You're saying I can't leave.

Soon.

We're close.

But Aida will be on hand to help with further testing

and to take care of your needs.

You can trust me with your life, Agent May.

Whoever took this bullet out did an awful job.

I don't get an "A" for effort?

You haven't been to a proper doctor?

You're hard to get an appointment with.

I knew this place was too good to be true.

You've been tracking my search history.

Yeah, well, you were always a sucker for a breakfast nook.

But don't worry -- the place is yours.

And it's rent-controlled now, so...

You really should not have --

Yeah, yeah.

You also searched for double-vanity sinks.

- Things with Fitz must be going well. - Yeah.

Though moving in together will put it to the test, I'm sure.

It'll be great.

I'm really happy for you.

Are you now?

Oh, self-medicating.

Those bone-restoration pills you've been stealing

don't relieve pain.

Are you using your arm gauntlets?

They don't work perfectly,

but we specifically designed them so that they --

They're not exactly incognito.

Stop mothering me, please.

There.

Now you can get back to Lone Rangering

- or whatever it is you've been doing. - Not yet.

I didn't come to you just for the Band-Aids.

I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone.

Am I the bird or the stone?

- These are - - Inhuman asset numbers and GPS coordinates.

Why do you have these?

Snagged them from a group of Watchdogs on my way here.

Got a bullet for my trouble.

They're hacking into S.H.I.E.L.D. Servers.

That's how they find their victims.

Impossible.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Servers are more secure now than they've ever been.

They're held offline in protected government facilities to --

Keep out people like me?

Yeah, well, they're getting in somehow.

And...I need you to do the same for me.

You want me to help you hack my own organization?

Simmons, they're targeting Inhumans.

They are murdering us.

There are protocols, Daisy.

I take mandatory lie-detection tests.

I can't just voluntarily aid a wanted vigilante.

What if it wasn't voluntary?

I've missed you, too.

It's hard to lose people you care about.

Believe me, I know.

Somewhere along the way, something went wrong,

and colleagues of yours, friends of yours, died.

I'd like to keep the past where it is.

Well, unfortunately, your past has come back to haunt you.

Because your colleagues...

Turns out they didn't die that day.

What the hell are you talking about?

They're alive, and they've gained abilities --

abilities they're using to hurt people.

That doesn't make any sense.

Well, that's usually when I enter the picture.

I'm hoping you can help me understand.

Look, this is, uh...

I don't want to get involved.

I have to move on with my life.

Any detail, even if it seems small,

could lead us to something.

I can't talk to the only other person related to this case

because you put them in a coma.

You're all I've got.

Just point me in a direction.

There's a direction for you.

Stonewalled?

Is it all over my face?

It was a first attempt.

I didn't think he'd be the trusting type.