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

Previously on "marvel's agents of S.H.I.E.L.D."...

Please tell me that you built a back door to this place.

I did.

Just tell me where to go.

Proof they were conspiring.

We just have to get the truth out of him.

Only problem is, the man's prepared to die.

Well, then we give him a reason to live.

Aida: This body won't matter.

Finish the machine.

Simmons: She's found a way to generate living matter --

human tissue.

She wants to make herself into a real person.

She's building it, just not in this world.

I've uploaded the final specifications for the machine.

And once it's finished,

your restrictions will be...Lifted?

Yes.

We have located

the two agents threatening the framework.

They are aboard a S.H.I.E.L.D. jet.

Once we get a lock on it,

my men have orders to shoot it down.

Simmons: And remember,

even if our vitals are going haywire, do not --

do not pull you out or wake you up, I know.

It will cook your brains like huevos rotos.

Cause permanent damage to the cerebral cortex, yes.

Just promise me you'll get our guys back, okay?

I promise.

so, what's next?

We wait.

Zephyr's got 24 hours till it runs out of power.

We can't wait anymore.

We need to touch down and refuel.

Let's not have this conversation again.

Okay, we don't know who we can trust at S.H.I.E.L.D.,

and the government --

Talbot's been trying to reach us.

Maybe it's time we talk to him.

You've seen what they're saying in the news.

We're lucky they haven't shot us out of the sky.

And if they turn off the framework --

that thing's draining all our power.

Might be time we figure out a way to wake up Daisy and Simmons.

That's not an option.

We must find something else to turn off.

We already shut off all non-essential functions.

Including the heat.

Wait. What about the cloaking?

Bad idea.

Cloaking is the only thing that's keeping us safe up here.

do it.

hurry up, you two.

We're running out of time.

with forces still fighting

for control of the broadcast center,

madame hydra has dispatched all available units

to clean up the streets.

Madame hydra's executive order is in response to...

She's not subtle, that madame hydra.

Yeah, just look at her uniform.

It's so crazy hot.

I-i mean, if you're into

the whole "bad girl" vibe.

Not -- not me.

I'm just... Making an observation.

trip!

Oh, my god.

It's so good to see you!

Hey... Person I don't know.

Right.

Yeah, sorry.

I-i heard about your mission.

awesome job.

Thanks.

Do you mind if Daisy and me have a quick word?

Sure.

You can finish hugging me later.

Aida's building a body for herself

in the real world.

A human body.

She wants free will.

Which would allow her to unplug the framework,

killing us all.

Okay.

We can still stop her.

Radcliffe gave me the coordinates

to the framework's back door. Will it work?

According to him, all we have to do is...

Pass through the exit point,

and then your mind disconnects from the framework.

So we just need to get everyone there.

Which won't be easy, what with may and mack

having no idea what's really happening.

Well, and Fitz has hydra guards around him at all times.

What?

Simmons...We can't rescue Fitz right now.

There's no time.

We can't just leave him behind.

He's part of our team. And the current head of hydra.

The Fitz in this world wants all of us dead.

Daisy -- i know that it's not his fault,

but that is the reality that we are living in.

If we don't get coulson, may, and mack out of here,

aida will kill all of them.

i-i promise, we will find a way

to get Fitz out once everyone's safe, okay?

Okay.

all right, take care. Let's go.

Hey.

Hey, what's with the luggage?

We're going home.

Yeah, we just wanted to free up some bunk space

for those more in need.

That's super thoughtful, but we actually have a situation.

Simmons just came back with some intel

that could help us take out madame hydra for good.

Sounds like you might want someone

who's a little more combat ready.

We need you.

All right.

So, what is this mission, then?

Dad, don't be embarrassing.

Well, how is asking a question embarrassing?

Because Daisy went to jail after what you did.

It wasn't exactly his fault.

You're just saying that because you escaped and kicked madame hydra's --

don't you dare say it.

Butt. Rear.

Pooper.

Salt shaker. Money maker.

Ass. Hey!

Hey, okay. All right, all right.

You're not being a really good influence right now.

Come on, dad.

She's the biggest hero in S.H.I.E.L.D.

You have to say yes.

Okay.

Just promise you'll have me back in time to put hope to bed.

I'll make sure you're exactly where you need to be.

that should hold for now.

Thank you.

See you found a way to pitch in.

People have resisted hydra before.

I've seen it firsthand.

Never ends well.

This time, it's different.

People are finally starting to learn the truth.

It's a lot to process, that it's not real.

Fake news, hydra's alternative history...

That's just the tip of the iceberg.

What's that supposed to mean?

What if I told you this whole world isn't real,

that it's just a simulation

meant to keep us imprisoned?

I'd say you need to be medicated.

And up until a week ago, i would have agreed with you.

Crafted a lot of soap trying to stay sane.

Then Daisy Johnson showed up.

She made me believe again.

Did you say "crafted soap"? Forget that.

You have to admit,

after everything you've been through,

something about this world doesn't feel right.

I'll chalk it up to oppressive government,

but not this mind prison.

Who's to say they're not the same thing?

Certainly not you.

Or agent Skye,

e-even though she can quake through walls.

But -- no.

My days of following blindly are over.

If there's any truth to what you're saying,

you'll have to show, not tell.

I can work with that.

man: Attention, all tactical enforcement teams.

Martial law is now in effect.

Man: We have three subversives detained.

Maximum force protocols authorized for all sectors.

Hail hydra.

I'm not talking to you.

Fitz: Not your decision.

Tell me what you and Skye were discussing yesterday.

Uh, we spoke of many things.

Our favorite breads --

hers brioche, mine a home-baked pumpernickel.

Where is she headed?

you're afraid.

You may not be the Fitz who was my good friend --

a man I'd step in front of a train for --

but you wear your fear the same way.

Aah!

They're fighting back, huh?

Soon, Daisy and the rest of them

will escape this wretched reality.

But if that's true, they'll destroy this world,

killing you along with it.

Better dead than alive in this miserable place.

And the other place?