Mohinder Suresh
[ending voiceover] There is good, and there is evil. Right, and wrong. Heroes and villains. And if we are blessed with wisdom, then there are glimpses between the cracks of each where light streams through. We wait in silence for these times, when sense can be made. When meaningless existence comes into focus, and our purpose presents itself. And if we have the strength to be honest, and what we find there, staring back at us, is our own reflection. Bearing witness to the duality of life. And each one of us is capable of both the dark, and the light.. the good and evil, of either, of all. And destiny, while marching ever in our direction can be rerouted by the choices we make. By the love we hold on to, and the promises we keep.
Mohinder
For every being cursed with self awareness, there remains the unanswerable question, "Who am I?" We struggle to find meaningful connections to one another. We are the caring friend, the loving father, the doting mother, the protected child. We fight and we love in the hope that somehow, together, we can understand our significance in the universe. But in the end, no one can share our burden. Each of us alone, must ask the question, "Who am I? What does it mean to be alive? And in the vast infinity of time, how do I matter?"
Mohinder
[ending voiceover] We are all connected. Joined together by an invisible thread, infinite in its potential and fragile in its design. Yet while connected, we are also merely individuals. Empty vessels to be filled with infinite possibilities. An assortment of thoughts, beliefs. A collection of disjointed memories and experiences. Can I be me without this? Can you be you? And if this invisible thread that holds us together were to sever, to cease, what then? What would become of billions of lone, disconnected souls? Therein lies the great quest of our lives. To find. To connect. To hold on. For when our hearts are pure, and our thoughts in line, we are all truly one. Capable of repairing our fragile world, and creating a universe of infinite possibilities.
Mohinder
(rings doorbell) Hello? Zane Taylor?
Yes. You must be Dr. Suresh. Come on in. Can I get you some tea?
Mohinder
Sorry it took me so long to get here.
No, it's no problem. Is Earl Grey okay?
Mohinder
Yes, that'll be fine. (Sylar moves to other room and begins to make tea.) You um, sounded rather alarmed on the phone. You semeed to have calmed down some.
I had a kind of epiphany about it this morning. Are you familiar with Abraham Maslow, the peak experience?
Mohinder
No, I'm afraid not.
It's, um.. a single moment that takes you out of yourself. Makes you feel very tiny, or very large.To some extent one with life, or nature, or god.
Mohinder
...I see.
Like seeing all the pieces of a puzzle fit together. All this time I was trying to fight it. Deny it. But there is no shame in having this ability, is there?
Mohinder
None whatsoever. It would be like denying you have brown eyes.
Right. So um, I guess that you- you want to see my ability.
Mohinder
Yes! I mean, I'm quite anxious to document it.
(pulls out toaster.) You might want to step back, that looks like a nice jacket. (He places his hand over the appliance and melts the toaster)
Mohinder
My god.
You want to see it again?
Mohinder
(chuckles and smiles nervously)
Mohinder
I'm very interested in how you control this ability.
Well it's like... riding a bike for the first time. It's a little wobbly, and then I discovered something. A kind of peace. A sense of purpose that can only be described as destiny.
Mohinder
I'd like to take a DNA sample.
Mohinder
(takes out a cotton swab and hands it to Sylar) Just swab it on the inside of your mouth. (tea starts whistling.)
The tea. If you'll excuse me for a second?
Mohinder
Of course. (Sylar walks to the other room, where Zane Taylor is on the floor.)
I just swab it on the inside of my cheek?
Mohinder
Yes, that's right. (Sylar swabs Zane's cheek as Mohinder walks toward the room they're in.)
Here you go. The DNA sample. (hands Mohinder the swab.)
Mohinder
Thank you. You know.. you should be careful who you talk to about this ability, Zane. There's some people who might not undestand. Who might want to hurt you.
Why would anybody want to hurt me?
Mohinder
I don't know yet. But I do know this, there are others out there like you.
Mohinder
Dozens. And those are just the ones I know about. With more time and research I could find hundreds, thousands! But, uh... you're the first one who's returned my phone calls. But I am going to find them. All of them.
I could go with you. I could help you. Think about it, these people could need convincing. Who better to do that?
Uh, before we go in, I just wanted to say thanks.
Mohinder
For what?
Well, you know, for bringing me with you. You didn't have to do that.
Mohinder
It would have been a long road alone. I'm glad for the company.
I believe in fate, Mohinder, and karma. And I'm not just saying that 'cause you're Indian. I mean, you really came to my rescue. And I won't forget that.
Mohinder
Yes, what's left of it. Most of these people are missing or dead. I'm going to run your DNA sample against my father's formula. It will take you someplace safe.
This is your father's formula? This is how he made this, this is how he found me.
Mohinder
Yes, although I haven't figured out what it is looking for. A specific gene? Codons? It's the proverbial needle.
Mohinder
No.
Okay, well, Mohinder, you've been driving all night, why don't you just take a break?
Mohinder
I can't! These people are in danger. We have to warn them. If Sylar gets to them first-
Exactly! So let me help. I mean, here. This one is in New York - Isaac Mendez. I'll call him, and you just relax. Just take a minute.
Mohinder
You're very kind. Thank you.
...You have no idea how alone I used to feel. How insignificant. You've given me hope.
Mohinder
Hope is great, we need caffeine.
So this formula, if you figure it out, how many of us will you find?
Mohinder
Who knows? Hundreds, thousands, maybe more.
(dials Isaac's number, receives busy signal.) It's busy. I'll get him later. (Mohinder hands Sylar a cup of tea, Sylar raises his glass.) To new friends. (They clink teacups in toast; only Sylar sips the drink.) This is good, what is it?
Mohinder
Chai. It's a special blend my father brought from India.
Who're we going to call next?
Mohinder
No one. (Stands, faces Sylar) I already have you, Mr. Sylar.
(Sylar drops the glass and passes out.)
Mohinder
It's the curare. It induces paralysis of the brain. Which means you can't control your abilities.
Whoever you think I am, I'm not.
Mohinder
You are the man who murdered my father. Do you still expect me to believe you're Zane Taylor? Zane was killed three days ago. The same day I met you. And you thought you were so clever giving me his DNA. You're a parasite. You killed my father and fed off his work. (taps a tuning fork against the chair and holds it up to Sylar's ear.) Let me hear you say it, tell me your name. Say it. I want to hear you say it!
Mohinder
There's only one thing to do with a parasite. Kill it before it kills again.
You're just like your father, murderers, the both of you.
Mohinder
I'm a scientist.
(laughs.) Your father said that but he kept leading me to them.
Mohinder
He had no idea what you were.
He knew. He might not have admitted it, but after all, we were making so much progress together. Why would he stop?
Mohinder
(Mohinder brings out a gun and points it at Sylar.) You know nothing about my father!
I know everything. He confided in me. He told me things he felt he could never tell you. Things about your sister, Shanti. He thought you were too... what's the word - fragile - to know the truth. That's why he liked me. (Mohinder presses the gun against Sylar's forehead.) You were always seeking his approval while I provided stimulation. He gave up on you, but he adored me. Now who's the real parasite here?! (Mohinder's hand falls to his side.)
Mohinder
You're right. My father did want answers. He called you 'Patient Zero'. You're the template he used to create this formula. You're the key to unlocking his secret. As much as I'd like to, killing you will not give me what I need.
So what are you gonna do?
Mohinder
I'm going to take a sample of your spinal fluid. (leans down and whispers in his ear.) And it's going to hurt. You might actually do some good before you die. (Mohinder inserts needle into Sylar's spine; Sylar screams.)
Mohinder
I finally found it. That's it, these four simple genes, they answer everything. I can make a new list. I can find them, save them.
And what about me? Don't I deserve to be saved? Aren't I just a victim, too? I didn't ask for this.
Mohinder
And what would you have me do?
Help find a way. Give me salvation. Give me that damn list so I can sink my teeth in! (Mohinder walks over to him.) I'm a natural progression of the species. Evolution is a part of nature, and nature kills. Simple, right?
Mohinder
What you've done is not evolution, it's murder. (holds gun up and points it at Sylar.) What I am doing is revenge. Now I can fulfill my duty as a son. (Sylar closes his eyes, and a gunshot is heard. The bullet is stopped before Sylar's face, then drops to the floor.)
I wasn't begging for my life. I was offering you yours. (Sylar's constraints rip off, and he stands.) You are your father's son. So determined you didn't even notice I stopped the IV. But don't worry, you might actually do some good before you die. Starting with that list.
(knock on door)
Suresh? (pause as he opens door, walks inside.) Suresh? It's Peter Petrelli. Mohinder? (Peter looks around as something drops on his head.)
Mohinder
(pinned against ceiling) Sylar.
I remember you. (pins Peter against wall and holds him by the throat.) You're like me, aren't you? I'd like to see how that works.