The Gifted

I've always believed that it is better

to ask for forgiveness than for permission.

Forgive me.

Sentinel Services. On the ground!

- What's happening? - Girls, run! Get out!

Did you find my sister?

- Her name is Jazmine. - I'll ask, okay?

Baby, what are you doing in our little girl's name?

- I quit. - The mutant hacker.

- I want to talk to him. - Hey!

- Give us what we came for. - Knock yourselves out.

It's Caitlin. She was grazed by a bullet.

My name is Evangeline. We need people like you.

You think you're the only one

with demons inside you, Ms. Dane?

Whole grid went silent.

No.

Hello, Dawn.

Come on!

Kill that mutie!

Yeah!

Come on!

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say you were holding back in there.

A crowd likes a good show.

Tell me something.

Is this really who you want to be?

What can I say, lady? I'm living the dream.

Look, I would love to sit here and chat with you, but I got

another fight in ten and, uh, I got to hydrate.

Then I'll be brief.

My name is Evangeline Whedon.

I worked with the X-Men before they disappeared.

I need your help.

Do I look like I'm in any shape to help anyone?

I'm an attorney, not a therapist.

I'm not here to give you a hug.

I'm here to give you a chance to stop wasting your life.

- You don't know anything about my life. - I know you grew up

on a reservation too poor to pave its roads.

I know you served two tours in the Marines

with decorations for bravery,

and got kicked out after 7/15.

All my life, I wanted to be a lawyer.

And I worked my ass off.

I became the youngest prosecutor in Philadelphia history.

And then my mutant powers came out.

Turns out, the D.A. had an issue with mutants.

I lost everything.

I was close to ending it when the X-Men found me.

So you're here to give me a reason to live?

Our Underground station in Atlanta.

We want you to help lead it.

What?

Look at me. Why?

Because a face like yours deserves better

than a baseball bat.

You weren't chosen by accident.

You were chosen because we know who you're capable of being.

I'm offering you a purpose again, John.

Am I interrupting?

No, you're fine.

What's that?

Just something for the baby.

I know it sounds insane,

but I never gave up hope that we'd somehow be together

when Lorna had the baby.

I even bought that bottle of champagne to celebrate.

I ordered the same kind on our first date.

Cost more than the meal.

And Lorna just laughed at me.

She said, "Marcos, there's nothing

worth spending 200 bucks on booze for."

I was gonna prove her wrong.

Hey. Hope is a strong thing, brother.

You hang onto that.

Hope is what's been killing me, man.

I don't even know if they made it out.

Come on, of course they made it.

How can you be sure of that, huh?

I mean, all we've got is a bunch of bank records

from four different continents.

The Inner Circle is up to something.

And my kid and Lorna are gonna be right in the middle of it.

It's right there... and I can't even see it.

I might know someone who can.

Reeva.

Girls.

- You wanted to talk? - Yes.

It seems our recent activities

are getting more attention than we'd hoped.

It's not just the news, it's all over social media.

# LightsOutDC.

Uh, our engineers assured us the facility would be able

to contain Polaris's powers during the birth.

Look, it is no one's fault, Esme.

We all did the best that we could.

She was just stronger than any of us realized.

And I reached out to some of my political contacts.

The Department of Energy is gonna put out a statement

about a lightning strike at a substation, but...

we still need to tie up the other loose ends.

Well, is that really necessary?

The guards won't remember us.

Our names don't matter.

And we paid off the manager.

The question is whether you give it to us...

or we take it.

I think they'll keep quiet.

You have so much more faith in humans than I do.

Everyone who saw us has to go. The facility, too.

I don't need to remind you that the future

of the mutant homeland is at stake here.

Don't mind Esme.

She spent too much time in the Mutant Underground

while we were locked up.

She went a little soft.

I'm just saying we have other priorities right now.

We're supposed to be training...

Training can wait until we know we're secure.

Can you handle this for me?

Of course.

Cheer up, Esme. It'll be fun.

Hey, Cristina. We have good news.

- Is it about my sister? - Yeah.

A source said that a girl matching Jazmine's description

turned up in a church shelter in Alexandria.

Oh, my God. That-That's amazing.

They're closed for the night, but Clarice and I

are heading up in the morning to pick her up.

- I want to go. - That's a bad idea.

You're a fugitive. You need to keep your head down.

What if something happens?

I'm her family. I should be there.

Look, I can help...

Help, what, smash their lamps?

We can't do that here, Cristina.

- We're hiding. I'm sorry.

I just, I can't risk losing Jazmine again.

She's the only family I have left.

I know how that feels.

I haven't seen my brother in six months.

All my life, he's there, and then one day he's just gone.

Six months? Wow.

Come on, you guys. Let's call it a night.

Andy.

What are you doing here?

You need to come back.

No. Andy, don't.

- We can't do this again. - You're wrong, Lauren.

We're meant to be together. Fenris is our destiny.

No.

Andy. We'll kill everybody.

Andy, no.

No, Andy!

Let go. Let go!

No!

Lauren!

Hey.

How was your day?

Nine hours of depositions

- on a zoning law case. - Fun.

- How was yours? - Uh, it was good.

It was... you know, it was good.

I got some samosas in here.

I know you like the potato ones, right?

I love the potato one.

- Didn't you have a meeting today? - Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I think I landed a new client for the firm.

Defense contractor, wants to use some private security guys.

Baby. That's great.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey.

What's going on?

I-I've been thinking about the blackouts that hit D.C.

- Mm. What about 'em? - I don't know,

I just got a feeling about it, you know?

Like I used to get when I was on the job.

No.

- No, no... - What?

Don't do this. You've been doing so well.

- For the last three months, you... - Paula, this is different.

This... it had to be mutants. There's no other explanation.

Jace, I am begging you:

do not open the door again.

This... this obsession.

You heard what the therapist said.

- You have to move on. - I'm just, I'm asking questions.

I'm fine. I've m... I've moved on.

Oh, that's why you keep all your files on the Mutant Underground