Travelers

Previously on Travelers.

: We got a mission

to save people who were gonna die from the flu.

The Director's antiviral didn't work.

That's impossible.

We're all infected, aren't we?

I want to go over the antiviral data one more time.

Maybe we made a mistake.

I remember this,

but I don't remember writing it down.

: How do you not remember?

What did you make me do?

The Director would never order that mission.

Who said the mission came from the Director?

So Forbes, all those people with the FBI...

...Are all Faction?

You're murdering over two billion people.

The mission comes first.

Where's the quantum frame?

: He asked you a question.

Pfft.

Do it. It's what I want anyway.

You've been doing what we want for months,

why stop now?

How many members of the Faction are here?

It could be anybody we meet.

And there could be thousands more in the quantum frame.

That's why the Director wanted us to destroy it.

: The Director ordered you to build the thing.

I mean, how can you people not see the irony of that?

You just follow it blindly, no matter what.

That's the difference between us.

No. The Faction abducts innocent people

and overwrites them.

That's the difference between us.

What you do is murder.

What you do is opportunism,

like taking hosts just before they die

is so ethical?

Yeah. That's exactly what it is.

Hey, guess what?

Everybody is going to die.

Some sooner than others.

When we're from,

everybody in the 21st is long gone,

and for what they did to this planet,

good riddance.

Here's what's gonna happen, Jenny.

We're going to stop this pandemic,

and then we are gonna hunt down

every member of the Faction in the 21st.

The Director's shut down in the future,

and most of your team will be dead

in less than two weeks,

so good luck.

If you're done questioning her,

I'd like to take a few tissue samples,

run some tests.

Please. Whatever you need to do.

We should send out an S.O.S. on the deep web

and let other Travelers know what's going on.

: They'll be monitoring our backchannels.

If the Faction's overwritten every single federal agent

that was in that room with the quantum frame,

I don't have those assets to use either.

Okay, this is not that complicated.

I'm saying

the Director can fix this.

We need to fix the Director.

The Director exists in the future.

And its reactor is already shut down.

Those are big problems, Grace.

The plan's already in place.

When it became apparent that the grand plan

would take longer than our initial projections,

the Director sent a team

to refine uranium as fuel to extend its operational life.

A few kilos would be enough.

All we have to do

is take the fuel to the location

where the Director will eventually be built,

and it'll be there when the time comes.

Without the Faction knowing.

How the hell are we gonna do that?

Whoa! They outsmarted us!

Whoop-dee-doo! Get over it!

They can't outsmart the Director.

Even if we can just get it back online for a few seconds,

that's all the time it'll need to take back control.

And you know where this uranium is?

Pull up a map.

: Oh!

It's hot in there.

Ever think you'd hear yourself complain about the heat?

No.

Radiation, maybe.

You really want to lose another game?

Who the hell is that?

Who are you?

I'm 4112.

What're you doing here?

I just received orders

to provide backup at this location.

You can lower your gun.

Backup for what?

Damn. I was kind of hoping you could tell me.

I'm sorry, guys,

squeaky little kid took me by surprise

when she first started talking.

I missed the whole first part.

Yeah, messengers are weird.

Yeah, she said something about uranium, maybe?

Yeah, you heard right.

We're refining it.

Fuel for the Director.

So how the hell

do you guys get it to the future?

We don't.

Yeah, we make it here in the 21st,

then we put it away for the Director

to find it in a few hundred years.

Yeah, we're right on schedule,

so I don't know what we need backup for.

Yeah?

How much have you produced?

: 2.4 kilos.

Why... Why did you do that?

Show me where.

Thank you.

We're clear.

It's in there.

Take it all.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Shh...

It's okay.

Hello?

Hey, Sarge.

Yeah, no, I'm sorry, my son's sick,

and I had to, uh...

Yeah, no, no, I understand.

Yeah, I'll come down as soon as his mom gets home.

Okay. Thanks, Sarge.

Yeah. That's it.

: ...yet to be named virus.

It has infected thousands of people around the world,

with the highest infection rates

among the most vulnerable:

pregnant women, children, the elderly,

and those with lowered immune systems.

Many are turning to emergency rooms

in hopes of treatment,

but infection rates are on the rise,

with nearly every hospital bed in the city now occupied.

The mayor is expected to make a statement shortly,

however, the epidemic has city and state authorities

suggesting that everyone stay in their homes.

What did he do to me?

We just took some blood and tissue samples.

You're still intact.

You understand, don't you?

No.

You used me.

Look, come on.

I was on a mission, just like you.

We want the same thing.

We just go about it a different way.

We forget about...

the protocols and the Director, and all those limitations,

and we just do what needs to be done,

what's right.

Like Calloway and Aleksander.

That's very different

than murdering almost a third of the population.

To save everyone else.

Not a bargain I can make.

Well, it's done.

There's no going back now.

We're not giving up just yet.

You should.

Your people won't be able to stop this,

and there's nothing an historian can do.

Just think about the time you've got left.

Let's get out of here.

When I found you,

you had swallowed a bottle of pills.

Why?

Guilt?

I feel no guilt at all.

This is for the greater good,

and I can't believe you don't see that!

Then why the pills?

Because I was trying to end it

before the virus ran its course.

You feel sick now.