Criminal Minds · Season 1, Episode 15
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
If we don't stop him, he's gonna build up Hydra and create the Red Skull.
He already did. We can't fix the mistakes of the past.
Why not?
I'm beginning to think you people are crazy. Hydra? Red Skull? Super Soldier Serum? Sounds like something out of the funny papers.
Yeah, well, there's nothing funny about it.
We can't stop it.
Yes, we can.
I mean we shouldn't. I'm sorry.
With all due respect, it's not your call to make. Mack is the Director, and he doesn't have all the information.
[Interrogating a woman from Hydra]
Now that I know what you are, I will ask you one more time. Where is Freddy gonna end up?
On the right side of history. You can't stop progress.
We don't want to stop anything. We just want to find our friends.
Well, then you can go to Hell.
Wait. Wait. I know where that is. I've been there.
I'm sure you have.
No, no. Hell's Harbor. Where the double-crossers go to double-cross the double-crossers.
[Enoch has been left behind in 1931 with Koenig]
It is my specialty. I call it a Barracoolada.
Hmm. Ooh. That's a damn fine concoction.
I do, as you say, know my onions.
Oh, that, you do. You're hired. But I have a couple of conditions. First, I want to know more about this S.H.I.E.L.D. outfit. I feel like I could be a help there.
Indeed, you will. As will this fine establishment. What is the second condition?
I want to know all there is to know about robots.
Chronicoms.
Whatever you call yourselves. I-I find it fascinating.
As will your grandchildren.
My... My grandchildren? Enoch... this looks like the start of a marvelous friendship.
Look. We know you're not the bad guy. But you may have given access to one, so help us out.
Okay! Okay. Okay, I'll tell you. [Changes his tone to one of defiance] When hell freezes over. I'm a loyal American. Did you really think that I would break for bush league commie scum like you?
We're trying to prevent something terrible from happening.
And by "terrible", do you mean America's continued dominance and unparalleled excellence?
That arrogance is putting lives at risk.
Oh, is that so, Mamacita? Ooh. Caliente. Good thing your boy's here to keep you in line.
Did he just call me "boy?"
Allow me to introduce myself. Gerald Sharpe. Department of Defense. Ex-military. I didn't just teach interrogation and resistance, I wrote the field manual. So do your worst.
[Speaking to LMD Coulson II] Getting to the bottom of this may be difficult. If the Chronicoms have infiltrated, they would all look and act exactly like this.
Okay, but now you're just trafficking in stereotypes.
Well, I mean, perhaps. But until a more diverse population goes into STEM fields, I'm afraid... any one of them could easily be mistaken for a Chronicom.
True, but we don't have to test if they're Chronicoms. We just have to test if they're human. All we have to do is trigger an emotional response.
[Speaking to the group of scientists in front of them]
[Speaking quickly holding up three fingers] How many fingers am I holding up? Nope, you're wrong...
You didn't give me a chance...
It was two fingers. Thank you.
John Wayne. Bit overrated, don't you think? I mean, you're rugged, you're on a horse... who cares?
Who cares? Who cares about John Wayne? America cares.
[In tears] She couldn't stay with Rick. She had to go with Victor. Haven't you ever made a sacrifice for someone you love?
Yes.
How does it make you feel when I say the word "moist"? [Pause] Moist.
P-Please stop.
Moist.
[Simmons has been posing as Peggy Carter]
Agent Carter?
In the flesh.
Well. Glad to finally put a face to the name. I gotta say, I've waited a long time to meet the famous Agent Carter. But I'm surprised to find you here, running a security op in our little patch of desert.
I apologize for the short notice, but we had to act quickly. I believe this base may have been infiltrated.
No. Imagine that. An infiltrator, right under our noses.
And you arrived just this morning, Agent...?
Call me Daniel.
Daniel. And where exactly did you materialize from?
I just flew in from L.A.
Oh, you work at the old SSR [Strategic Scientific Reserve] office.
I'm in charge of it.
Daniel, your surname wouldn't happen to be Sousa?
It would.
Which would make you the former colleague of Agent Peggy Carter.
It would.
I suppose you'll be arresting me now.
You got it all figured out, don't you?
[Sees Daisy in his office] Who the hell are you?
Who I am is on a need to know basis.
I need to know.
Ah, no, you don't. Because I don't exist and we never met. Now, can you shut the door, please?
Not to be rude, but it's been one of those days, so produce some credentials or I'm gonna put you in handcuffs.
Here. [Shows him a card] I should inform you that's not my real name. My initials are "C", "I", and "A". Catch my drift?
Subtle, but yeah, I get it. I'm also gonna call your bosses in Foggy Bottom and confirm it. [Picks up a phone]
Oh, please do. I'm sure they would love to learn how two moles walked into this base on your watch. Let me guess. They rolled in with flawless ID cards, made a beeline for the scientists... for some routine questioning?
[Puts down the phone] How'd you know that?
CIA. We know all. Even about you, Mr. Sousa. How you were a scout for the 28th infantry till you took shrapnel at Bastogne, worked at Isodyne Energy, took down Hugh Jones and the Council of Nine. And those are just the investigations that I am cleared to talk about.
Why are you really here? Is this about the report I sent you guys?
I can neither confirm nor deny that.
Well, I hope so. Because if S.H.I.E.L.D. has been infiltrated with sleepers post-World War II, we need to root it out right now, before it takes hold.
Look, all I can say is that you are not crazy. And the people that you have locked up [Simmons and LMD Coulson II] might be the key to proving it.
[Outside the cell where Simmons and LMD Coulson II are being held]
The lady pretending to be Carter? Worst fake accent you've ever heard.
You should tell her that.
[In the cockpit of Zephyr One]
[Over an intercom from Zephyr One to Sharpe, who is on the ground] Earthling. You will not reveal what you've seen here today, or the next time we abduct you... you will be... [Pause] probed. [Flies away]
[In a nearby diner]
Someone help me! I was just abducted by aliens!
Looks like we got a live one.
You have to believe me! I saw their spaceship! And... And I'm pretty sure they were Communists... from the future!
[Narrating in a film noir parody] Fate. I don't believe in it. But I know history. I know how the story goes. And when it's playing out right in front of you, it feels like you can't escape it. That fate's gonna catch up to you, tap you on the shoulder, whisper in your ear that your time's up.
[Cut to Sousa confronting someone]
I thought I shook you. [He is shot]
And then your story ends. Sometimes the hero has to die, and there's nothing you can do about it. That day started in a fog. My circuits were crossed up. Color had bled from the world, and I could hear my thoughts pinging around my head.
[Deke is driving Yo-Yo to pick up an object]
In the '50s, were women allowed to drive?
Yes, of course. Why would you...
I'm sorry! I don't know. I mean, we were just in the '30s and they were really stylish, but it was... so sexist and racist. But the '50s, though... are still pretty sexist and racist.
It always gets better, just never fast enough.
And some things never change.
Can't hurt to try, though.
[LMD Coulson II is posing as a scientist]
The agent's life... must be exciting.
It fills the days. Lot of threats out there.
Russians.
And others. Lying low, biding time. I take it science doesn't leave much time for a personal life either.
I don't follow.
No ring on your finger.
There was someone. I couldn't stick around long enough to make it last. How 'bout you?
Similar story.
It's easier to let a bad man live than to let a good man die.
That's catchy, and I wish I'd said it, but Agent Sousa's sacrifice was an inspiration to others in S.H.I.E.L.D.
Like yours was for the Avengers.
Well, let's not oversell it.
[After waking from being shot with an ICEr, Sousa sees a S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the wall and realizes the team's affiliation]
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Future S.H.I.E.L.D. We're in a fight against body-snatching robots from another planet who want to wipe us out and take the Earth. The melting man you saw was one of them.
Why didn't you lead with that?
Do I really have to answer?
You'd be surprised what I've seen.
I sort of doubt that.
[The team is now in 1973. Sousa emerges from a clothing store still wearing his suit from 1955]
What happened to blending in?
I just don't understand the functional appeal of those... elephant... pants.
You mean the bell-bottoms?
Sure. How do people in your time function with all the extra fabric around their feet?
I got news for you. This isn't actually our time period.
Well, fortunately, there's unfashionable squares in every decade, so you are... set.
And nobody seems to look you in the eye now.
Wait 'til they all get cellphones.
So, I was thinking, how do you guys know I was supposed to die in 1955?
It's in the history books.
Yeah, but... but what if you always plucked me out of time? Does that mean I always survive? And if we end up in your present, will we even be in the same timeline?
I'd stop thinking about it. Your brains will spill out.
Sometimes you punch the bag, sometimes the bag punches you, am I right? I get that Mack wants me to do combat training before I return to the field, but seriously, I got kidnapped by a Hydra boss one time.
I don't think Freddy will be bothering you anymore, considering his funeral was three years ago.
Good riddance. Not that I was... rooting for his death, but kinda. Did you hear anything from Bobo? Bobo... or grandpappy, whatever you want to call him.
Oh, Fitz. No, I haven't heard. But, um, even if I had, I couldn't disclose...
Right, because the Chronicoms will probe our brains and blah, blah, blah, and it's very dangerous, no one can know... I get it.
We'll be reunited soon.
Well, I hope so. Because if you and Fitz don't... bump lemons... so to speak... You know, my mom is never going to exist, and then I won't be born... again. I think. But, honestly, I've made so many mistakes in my life, I wouldn't mind a chance at a little do-over.
Wouldn't it be easier to prevent the mistakes through, say, preparation?
Taking the hint. Letting you get back to work. Bye, Nana.
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