Synecdoche

You are being watched.

The government has a secret system--

Secret system...

A system you asked for to keep you safe.

A machine that spies on you every hour of every day.

You granted it the power to see everything--

to index, order, and control the lives of ordinary people.

The government considers these people irrelevant.

We don't.

But to it, you are all irrelevant.

Victim or perpetrator, if you stand in its way...

We'll find you.

So Shaw didn't show.

Just the two of us, then.

It's hard to mourn during a war.

Root was a good soldier. She'd understand that.

She was.

She deserves to be buried like one.

At least under her real name.

Then samaritan would be able to trace her back to us.

I really admired her.

Don't get me wrong. She was crazy as a clown.

But she had conviction.

She gave this fight everything she had.

We could count on her to protect our lives with her own.

That's exactly what she did.

Rest in peace, cocoa puffs.

Lord knows you deserve it.

Now it's time to finish what she started.

Any ideas how to do that?

Divide and conquer.

We have to find Harold, and we need Shaw.

Comforting, isn't it?

Fixing something.

Creating order amidst chaos.

Where are you going, Harold?

You're all-seeing. Shouldn't you know?

Touché.

Well, you've been through quite a bit of trauma,

so it's possible you're ready to disappear for good.

We are on our way to Texas, though.

Samantha groves was born there.

Perhaps you plan to pay your respects?

There's also an air force base on the way

that's a little more than meets the eye--

stop.

I don't want to hear this in her voice.

Is this better, Harold?

How do I know that voice?

Mr. kiernan,

your sixth grade earth science teacher.

You always found his presence comforting.

I don't want to hear that either.

That's all right.

Mr. kiernan lived most of his life

before the digital age.

I can only achieve a 63% approximation of him.

I'll stick with this unless you decide otherwise.

You're still upset.

I don't expect you to understand the loss of Ms. groves.

But I do understand.

I loved her. You taught me how.

Everything all right?

Just a bit of engine trouble.

Can I see your license and registration?

I'm afraid I was in such a rush

that I left my ID behind.

Is something wrong, officer?

Well, car's missing its plates,

and it fits the description of a stolen vehicle.

Well, I'd feel sorry for anyone who went to the trouble.

These cars are all lemons.

How 'bout you give me your full name?

Harold osprey.

Good choice, Harry.

They're common around here

and so funny-looking.

Stay right here.

Officer Reed there is a good man,

just not a very smart cop.

There we go.

Now, where were we?

I didn't teach you how to love.

Of course you did.

You taught me to see everything, see everyone,

and I do.

But I see thousands of versions of them:

What they were, what they are, what they could be.

And what is love if not being seen?

Then why not choose one of the thousands as your voice?

Why her?

Samantha groves was special.

She was capable of terrible things,

but she chose to do good.

Well, ever since she found you, at least.

I watched her die 12,483 times

in the seconds before she expired.

I couldn't save her, but I kept trying.

You can't conceive of my grief

because you can't experience it like I do,

but it's there.

Everything checked out, Mr. osprey,

I'm sorry for the trouble.

No trouble at all, officer.

My approximation of Samantha groves

is 99.6% accurate.

We are virtually indistinguishable.

I find comfort in that.

So where to, Harry?

- What do you want? - Just checking in.

Want to ask how I'm feeling?

Okay. How you feeling?

I'm not feeling anything.

I can't have you sit on the sidelines, Shaw.

I need you to decide to fight.

I have made a decision.

This simulation sucks.

And I'm ready to start again.

What do you think you're doing?

Here I am. Come and get me.

Shaw, stop!

Have a nice day, Mrs. Sterling.

Thornhill.

The machine wants us to get back to work.

This is not a simulation.

Yeah, I've heard that before.

Alison Sterling, congressman Joe Sterling's wife.

The world's gone to hell, and the machine

still wants us to play dress-up.

I think you're getting root's rotating identities

now that she's--

undercover's not really my strong suit.

We have to get Finch back.

Maybe this will help.

Shaw, we need you.

Got to kill time somehow.

How exactly do you think we can track Harold down?

I don't know.

But I'm not just gonna stand here

and wait for him to text us.

No way, i am done helping

little old ladies cross the street, Reese.

No more numbers.

We get Finch. We go after samaritan.

That's it.

It's hmx-1.

Shaw, this is not a number.

It may be a clue to get Finch back.

- You don't recognize that? - Should I?

They really don't teach you spec op guys anything, do they?

Hmx-1? It's marine one, hot shot.

So that means our new number

is the president of the United States.

Looks like we're going to D.C.

The president returned

to D.C. today to seek congressional support

for his new surveillance proposals.

In related news, ceo of alchementary

and eccentric tech billionaire Logan Pierce

made headlines today when he refused

to share client data with the NSA.

Users give us their data willingly.

The government takes it without their permission.

There's a big difference.

No mini bar. I could use a drink.

What, you expecting the shangri-la?

Sorry my pockets aren't as deep as glasses'.

Your contact come through with the secret service threat list?

Every known threat to potus.

We just need to find the needle in that haystack.

How's the sightseeing going, partner?

Good news: I'm about 400 feet from our number.

Bad news: This is as close as I'm getting

while he's still at home, unless, of course,

I want to attract the attention of the secret service.

Oh, please, those suits are just a bunch of glorified wallpaper.

They're not so bad-- even considered

joining their ranks back in the day.

Oh, yeah? What stopped you?

They work around the clock,

no choice in who they protect,

and threats never stop coming.

Well, you really dodged a bullet there.

If this threat is real, why didn't samaritan warn isa?

I mean, this is about as relevant as it gets.

I don't know, but if we got his number,

we're the only ones who could save him.

Whatever the threat is,

I doubt it's gonna go down in the white house.

Most assassinations take place en route to

or at one-time locations.

I think that's where we should focus.

That's weird.

I feel like I've been made.

Drop back.

Potus is safe for now.

When's the president's next engagement

outside the white house?

The machine included an invitation along with my cover.

Potus is attending an exclusive fund-raiser tonight.