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Charlie! Is alive! And using kind of awesome pick up lines, which include quantum mechanics, Schroedinger's Cat and Google searches of him flashing his nads to pick up a hot lady on a train. And, yeah, the line works. Charlie recounts his flash forward to the lucky lady (mid-coitus, natch) and it is a gruesome choking mood killer. Also a mood killer? When freaky Charlie shows up unannounced in the back of your car wanting to talk about your experiment, which killed 20 million people. Yeah, Lloyd, I'm looking at you.
After her gun shot, Janis's life hangs in the balance and in Olivia's skilled hands. But Olivia is distracted by the text message telling her that Mark was a flash forward drinker. Olivia, the button on the left is the delete key. When Mark finally gets to the hospital, Olivia is in a panic, which is not lessened when he tells her that he and his team were assaulted by extras from a John Woo movie. Olivia manages to save Janis's life, but there was so much damage, she may never be able to have a baby.
Demetri angrily throws some files around and generally ignores his boss's direct order as he tries to track down who ordered the hit. In the course of the investigation he stumbles on another clue from Mark's vision board. He and Wedeck (Jett Jackson) know the Blue Hand they found on the shooter's body is related to Baltimore because of Mark's vision and their quest is rewarded when they find a blue hand on Baltimore St. in Los Angeles. Scooby-style they track the clues and find a roomful of bodies with stained blue hands. And the case Jett Jackson was working on in his flash forward finds a starting point during the blue hand investigation.
Then Lloyd (Olivia's future honey) loses his son. The kid is so convincingly dressed like Easy E that a Latin King with a heart of gold helps him find his home, because he's old school, yo. But instead of going to his mom's house, Dylan heads to Mark's and Olivia's home where he completely weirds out the babysitter. Mark and Lloyd both respond to the babysitter's frantic call and completely freak out Olivia when she comes home from the hospital and finds her husband and her future fling all in the house together. Ruh-roh. A lot of awkward staring ensues. And then a fight. They both admit they have trust issues, leaving the future of their marriage in flux.
While trick or treating with his daughter and his sponsor (which is always a good time), Mark spies three men who look suspiciously like the men who will eventually corner him in his office. He gives chase, but only proves that he is the ultimate gun-wielding crotchety fist-shaking old man who really hates those pesky kids.
Also, a kangaroo hops by. Meaningless silliness? I think not.
Want more? The full recap starts right below!In case you have stumbled on this show accidentally or if the bleak 8 pm offerings have you haplessly channel surfing, let's have the opening credits remind you of the plot of this show. On October 6, the planet blacked out for two minutes and seventeen seconds. The whole world saw the future. You know, these title cards would really draw in the appropriate demographic if they just slanted them backwards a bit, had them trail off the screen as they scrolled, and had John Williams's music soaring over them. You know what I am talking about. Or you should or you probably meant to be watching "Historical Reenactments of the Great British Sea Battles From 1560-1720." If so, you are on the wrong channel, because that is on the CW. Right before Melrose Place. In case you blacked out between last week and now, or are just rising from your fifteen-hour World of Warcraft marathon, let's recap what happened last week. Everybody went to Congress to try and get funding and all they got was a lousy hit squad trying to take out the whole team. The only FBI agent who actually took a bullet was the lady FBI agent who was wearing heels and deserved it. Then Mark, the lead investigator, overacted in a karaoke bar and yelled at his boss about how in the future he is, like, drunk all the time, which would be awesome (and something to which I frequently aspire), but this time it is NOT AWESOME because the FBI is basing their entire investigation on his DTs. Man, Congress is a hoot! Then someone sends an anonymous text message to Mark's wife because they want her to know that he might be considering getting drunk and she has no sense of humor at all when it comes that shit, so she is T.T.O.'d (totally ticked offed). Also, when the lady FBI agent got shot her hot girlfriend gave her the same alarm clock that I have and now it lives in a drawer while I try to sell it, because watching it run in circles in her blood made me realize that it probably enjoyed it AND WILL KILL AGAIN. Please see my Craig's List ad for purchasing details.
And now onto today's program. OH SHIT. Am I watching Lost? Because this show is simply lousy with Lost cast-offs, like you weren't good enough for the freaking Island but you're good enough for Flash Forward, because I mean Joseph Fiennes is the lead and he was in that one Academy Award-winning film and stood near Gwyneth while she bought, I mean, won, her Oscar and that shit rubs off you know? Like don't wash the toilet seat after Joseph Fiennes uses it, because you will totally catch OSCAR FEVER. I am asking these important questions because there is this train running through the night and CHARLIE is on it. He is alive and in a bar, which is pretty much where I think we would all be if we were almost dead in a plane crash and then almost dead at the hands of some wackadoodle fake Dharma Initiative types and then [SPOILER ALERT] really dead when you wait...did you drown or get gutshot? Same same, but different, right? So Charlie is on a train in a bar making googly eyes at a pretty young thing who totally ignores his come on about knowing what caused the Great Flash Forward of ought-nine. The girl is in a black Marilyn Monroe dress and naughty girl heels and I am not sure what type of train these two are on, because every train I have been on for the West Coast run does not have smokin' hotresses in a bar car but instead has fat people guarding their fanny packs with their lives and saving their seats with their potato chip bags while they try and figure out how to lock the door to the automatic toilet. Charlie tells the lady to look him up on her fancy smart phone by doing an image search for "quantum physicist genius". She does and finds herself facing a picture of near naked Charlie striking a pose in his skivvies. Whoa, not in the first minute there, buddy! That's totally a five-minute picture. That one picture says everything to the girl: A quantum physics genius? Her mother would be so proud. Then the randy physicist ruins the mood by blaming her for the flash forward. In a line worthy of his self-proclaimed genius status, he explains that her overwhelming attractiveness makes the universe go bananas, luckily he knows how to counteract said bananas by blocking her dark energy and if she would just follow him to his sleeper car, all future global blackouts will be prevented. She smirks, but what type of girl does he think she is? She only puts out for real answers to the blackouts. Charlie gives her the sultry piano bar version of Schrodinger's Cat, which is an experiment done on tiny defenseless animals by sociopaths before they graduate to putting humans in bathrooms to see if they would cut off their own leg in order to get a gun and kill this other guy who is chained to them in a bathroom. Also before Schrodinger changed his name to Jigsaw. Anyway, this proto-sociopath Schrodinger put a cat and some cyanide in a box and decided that before he opened the box and knew whether the kitty had died due to cyanide poisoning (and the letters from PETA started rolling in), in the world of quantum mechanics the kitty was both alive and dead and named Whiskers. It wasn't until the person opened the box and saw the outcome of the experiment was the result confirmed. Aren't you glad you didn't pay $180,000 for a degree in physics? You can learn everything you need if you just watch enough television. While the mad scientist is rambling about life and death, over at the hospital in Los Angeles, Olivia gets an emergent patient. It is Janice, the lady FBI agent who got gut shot. Olivia gets her on the operating table (she may have yelled, "Stat!" just to prove that this is IMPORTANT) and then had to use a defibrillator on Janice (Olivia may have yelled, "Clear!", too.) and we don't know if Janice, like that poor defenseless little kitten, is alive or dead.
Olivia is just completing her last sutures on Janice and we are lucky enough to get a super close up of the stitches just to show how disgusting medicine really is and even though you get to yell cool things like "STAT!" and "CLEAR!" it is really gross and you probably don't want to do it. This is also why they pay surgeons a lot. It's what I call the "ew" factor. Although that would mean that sewage cleaners and fish milkers (think about it) would get paid a LOT, which sadly I do not think is the case at all. Olivia calls Mark because she is worried that with his token lady FBI agent in the hospital something might have happened to him. He doesn't answer and she is reminded of his failures when she sees the text message about his future self drinking. She sighs and goes to bed, which pretty much makes sense. Lloyd, who I cannot help but think of as Steve, and the boy's dead mother is definitely Susan, who we all know was going to leave Steve sooner or later. Anyway, Lloyd is doing card tricks for his autistic son who likes magic and is still in the hospital for no apparent reason. As he shuffles and while he is distracted, Lloyd tells Dylan that, assuming he will some day be discharged from the hospital, they are going to move to Palo Alto and be bored and shop in strip malls and complain about the heat. Dylan is not 100% behind the plan, but further discussion is cut off when the formerly suicidal doctor whose name I am forgetting because he is not really that important, announces that the sad hospital Halloween party will be starting soon. Crap father that he is, Lloyd leaves Dylan by himself in the hospital, because he forgot a Halloween costume and now has to go spend too much on whatever outfit is available in the hospital gift shop thirty minutes before trick-or-treating.
Elsewhere in the hospital, the FBI's finest (well, it depends who you ask) have made it out of Washington alive and are not buried in red tape. They want to know about Janice. They are told that she is out of surgery and is fine. Mark goes to stare at Olivia while she sleeps, which is creepy, but is just the right amount of creepy for this particular character. Olivia wakes up with Mark's face about five inches from
hers and doesn't scream or anything, which is something they must teach you at medical school, because that shit would be startling. They offer each other firm handshakes and then Olivia scoots to explain to the FBI the damage done to Janice's interior department. The boss, Wedeck, thanks Olivia for saving her life and in gratitude promises to avoid inappropriately groping her at this year's office holiday party. She smiles appreciatively. The boss sends the team home to, like, shower, but Demetri is pretty sure that if he bathes, the enemy wins. He enlists the kid who is the once and always The Famous Jett Jackson into defying the boss's order. Olivia looks over the injury Mark incurred in the firefight and uses the opportunity to dig for information. Mark confesses that they got shot at and he knows it is related to Janice's attack, but can't make the connection. I mean who would harm an FBI agent, right? He stares at her intently and pauses dramatically, while Olivia stares at him intently and dramatically pauses and OH SHIT these two are perfect for each other, right? Right. Olivia realizes that they have been so obsessed with the future that they totally forgot the $10,000 they spent on the online Present Living seminar and they totally forgot to, er... live in the present. They finally remember to live in the now by hugging and staring intently at each other some more. Maybe time they'll just buy the commemorative mug.
Demetri and Jett Jackson head to the morgue to check out Janice's handiwork. The body of the not-dearly departed has no fingerprints or dental records or driver's license or permanent record of any kind. He must have been a real snooze in middle school not to get any kind of demerit on his permanent record. Demetri throws a file because he is mad and the medical examiner (who is not a smart n' sassy black woman) doesn't say word one. The coroner is checking for scars when Demetri starts a staring contest with a corpse (dude, YOU WILL LOSE) when Jett calls him over. He wants to make sure he is psychologically sound what with getting shot at and then going to the morgue and knowing he is going to die in a few months. Demetri shrugs because what the heck else can you do except fight it or get all Nietzschean about it and who the heck can spell that? The coroner announces that the dead guy had Lasik eye surgery and I for one am getting so sick of these blatant product placements. Like, WE GET IT, Lasik is the bomb. All the coolest dead guys get Lasik. Want to be like them? Get Lasik! Demetri grabs the light out of the medical examiner's hand (yeah, just try that in Dr. Warner's lab and you'll end up your own "special victim") and notices a stamp from a club. It's a blue hand. Scratch that, it's THE BLUE HAND. From Mark's vision board. Demetri realizes the dead guy might be helpful after all.
Back at the hospital, Lloyd has finally found a costume that fits Dylan and it is...Flavor Flav. Dr. Bryce (the suicidal doctor) likes the costume, but Lloyd bemoans that it was the last one in Dylan's size. Dude, awesome has no size. And that giant ass watch looks good on everyone. Lloyd asks Bryce to have Olivia stop by so they can say their farewells. Bryce shrugs and so do I. Meanwhile, Wedek, the boss, apologizes to Mark for yelling at him and abandoning him in front of Congress. Mark looks at him sorrowfully, makes a dramatic pause, and offers him a quarter for his apology.
At FBI HQ, Demetri and Jett spitball about possible meanings for the Blue Hand. Jett thinks China, but Demetri doesn't buy it. Why would China send a hit squad to wipe out the FBI field office? They would totally just have sent a ninja. Demetri knows that something in Mark's testimony triggered the attack, but he doesn't know what it was. He just knows it's not China BECAUSE CHINA IS STUPID. (Just want to make sure this gets censored in Shanghai.) Jett doesn't disagree. He must be a junior agent, because he doesn't argue -- only witty repartee and snappy comebacks get you promoted in the FBI. Back at the hospital, Olivia is checking Janice's vital signs and brain function. Janice makes some pointed references to Mark's neat freakishness and everyone smiles. I smile, too, because being a neat freak is a nice addition to Mark's repertoire of stares and sighs and pauses. Knowing he is a neat freak gives his character real three-dimensionality. And OCD. Mark thanks Olivia for her excellent work in saving his colleague. He heads home to take their daughter trick-or-treating.
Jett and Demetri are still mulling over the Blue Hand clue. Based on Mark's flash forward, they know the Blue Hand relates somehow to the word "Baltimore." They debate whether it was (or will be?) Baltimore Street in LA or Baltimore, Maryland. Budget restraints lead them to investigate Baltimore Street first. Jett wants to know if this investigation means that Demetri now believes the flash forwards are real. Jett, don't be rude. You know perfectly well that Demetri is being dead in the future. So obviously that means Demetri doesn't want to believe in the flash forwards at all, that does not mean he will fall down on his job nor that he will stop trying to find a lead as to who is trying to kill him early. He then promises Jett a Cuban sandwich if they can stop arguing and just drive to Baltimore Street. Dude, YOU SHOULD HAVE LEAD WITH THE SANDWICH.
Mark does not have a Halloween costume, but since he is bringing his sponsor with him when he takes his daughter trick or treating, I guess he is going as a recovering alcoholic. His daughter, Charlie, is dressed as a character that I have never heard of: Tim Tim or Tim Jim? I don't know. If it's not Flossie or Freddie, I'm out. She convinces Mark to masquerade as her father, which strangely involves an eyepatch and buck teeth (and not just an outfit substantially similar to what he was wearing before when he was her father). I guess they just had an extra eye patch and a set of fake teeth laying around the house, meaning they have a far more ready-for-fun house than I do. So Mark and Charlie and the sponsor head out and the first thing they see is a kangaroo. Mark is so surprised he even lifts his eyepatch so he can really see the 'roo trotting down the street. He really should have arrested that marsupial as a material witness, just to keep things interesting. At the hospital, Lloyd has lost his son. He rushes to the security guard and asks if he has seen a young boy dressed as a pimp. WHAT??!! You're going to call Flavor Flav A PIMP and think you can get away with it? The Security Guard doesn't throw him into cuffs and make him watch twenty hours of Flavor of Love or anything, but just points him to the nurses' station. LAME! Also, totally unrealistic. What self-respecting black man who is bored out of his mind at work standing guard at a hospital would miss an opportunity to defend Flav from such outright slander? Flav is not a pimp. He's a player. He doesn't pay for love, he plays for it. Lloyd runs off and the guard just stands there.
Janice tries to kick her boss out of her hospital room because, frankly, who the hell wants their boss loitering in their hospital room for hours on end? Not that I don't LOVE the Powers That Be here at Television Without Pity, but I also don't want them seeing me get examined by a sleep-deprived resident. Wedeck really doesn't catch the hint that Janice wants him to go and instead takes a one-man walk down memory lane reminiscing that he watched his wife give birth to their son and it was "primal". Yeah, I highly recommend telling a laboring woman that she looks "primal," that is sure to go over really well. All that talk about the magic of birth and creating new life is probably not the best topic for Janice. She flashes forward to her pregnant future self and gets so depressed that her blood count drops and she is rushed back to surgery. Nice going Wedeck.
Meanwhile the midnight express to Los Angeles continues its run, but it is far from a lonely voyage -- at least in one sleeper car. The hot blonde fell for the old "how many physicists does it take to screw in a sleeper car" line, because she is inflagrante delicto with Mr. Physicist and -- ew. I have a question that has been bugging me for years: If you are an up-and-coming actress and you land a bit part on a primetime television show, but you have to act like you are in the middle of some hot one-night stand and you have your naked leg wrapped around a naked man's torso and it looks like he has been embedded in your nether bits for the duration of your screen time, do you let your parents watch your big break? What about your grandparents? The happy couple is recounting their flash forwards mid-nookie, we don't hear the lady's tale of the future, but Mr. Physicist succumbs to her arm twisting and tells her that for those two minutes and seventeen seconds, he was strangling a man with his bare hands. Mood killer! More champagne, STAT!
Lloyd and the security guard with a work ethic look over the hospital's surveillance tape trying to track Dylan's move. They see him leaving the hospital, but Lloyd doesn't know his son well enough to guess where he could be going. Dylan is getting on a bus. And the bus driver has no qualms about letting an unaccompanied minor dressed like an originator of rap ride the bus late at night. But Dylan does have to pay the fare. When Dylan doesn't respond, the bus driver gets in his face demanding his 75 cents (as if anything in Los Angeles cost 75 cents). When the driver asks if Dylan is brain damaged, a Latin King with a heart of gold, some neck tattoos, and a glare that could stop a Flying Burrito Brother intervenes to save the lil rapper from the mean old public employee. Thank god for gangbangers. Dylan recites an address and the Latin King threatens the driver with bodily harm until he tells him how many bus transfers it will take to get there.
Hours after they left FBI HQ, Demetri and Jett are still trying to track their clue and Jett is getting antsy especially once he hears that Janice is back in surgery. He's worried, but not overly so since Janice had a flash forward. At the hospital, Olivia is performing a risky but less invasive procedure that could save Janice's uterus for future inhabitants. Interspersed with the surgical scenes, Demetri tells Jett a tale of Janice's ability to drink him under the table, which is meant to either prove her toughness or show that her insides are so pickled they are impervious to bullets. Jett mocks Demetri for letting a girl drink him under the table, but Demetri wins the argument when he finds a stop sign on Baltimore Street with a sticker of a skeletal blue hand on it. They do a happy clue dance.
Mark and Olivia are so rich that they can afford to pay their babysitter to stay home and hand out candy to the trick-or-treaters while Mark takes their daughter trick-or- treating. My mamma always said: Marry a doctor (and floss). When Nicole opens the door to feed the teeming hoards of trick-or-treaters, Dylan walks in and helps himself to a cookie while Nicole stands there looking perplexed instead of sending out the hounds, pulling up the drawbridge, and protecting the family stronghold. Sheesh, what do they pay her for? Out on the mean streets of suburbia, Mark is being tugged along by his candy fiend daughter. But everything goes slo-mo when he spots a trio of men all in black with masks that are eerily similar to the men he saw in his flash forward. You know, the men all in black with masks and really big guns with laser sites who are hunting him down like he is the last pair of Manolo Blahniks at the Barney's Warehouse Sale. He stares intensely at them until they notice his burning gaze. He asks his sponsor (the reason for his presence suddenly becoming apparent) to watch Charlie as he yells at the guys to "Stop! FBI!" The guys bolt and Mark takes off after them, leaping over a wall, and most likely traumatizing his daughter and all the other little kids who witnessed the scene. Halloween is scary, kids!
Demetri and The Famous Jett Jackson are still staring at the stop sign. It takes all their years of experience and Quantico training to realize that the blue hand is pointing left. Crack team, there. Meanwhile, Mark is pursuing the masked men through his gated community and into a...Cemetery! It is Halloween after all. He pulls his gun, runs like a girl, and then tracks them into the graveyard where he dodges all the Goths making out and all the "Thriller" re-enacters and tackles one of the men and pins him to the ground. Mark unmasks him while holding a gun to his head and demands to know everything. Unfortunately the masked attacker turns out to be a kid who will never ever ever ever egg another house again. Mark's cell phone rings and he quickly answers and is impressively not out of breath or anything, which is not bad for an old dude who just chased a teenager half a mile and jumped over three different six foot walls. I bet he gets awarded the Presidential Physical Fitness Award time he goes to Congress. Nicole explains about their uninvited guest and Mark rushes home to deal with it. Hold up, he took his gun trick-or-treating? That'll teach people to hand out raisins. Crimes against humanity, I tell ya!
Demetri and Jett follow the Clue of the Blue Hand like they are the new multi-cultural Hardy Boys. They think the Blue Hand might be a secret club and as they put together the clues they realize
the three fingers correlates to three blocks. They see another blue hand. Over at Mark's house, Nicole explains to Mark that Dylan just walked into the house and stole some cookies. She thought he should be arrested or something, but since he is a minor (or an evil midget masquerading as a minor) she just patted him down, but didn't cuff him. She found his hospital bracelet during her search and called his dad. While Mark stares intensely at the kid and makes concerned eyes, we see Dylan's flash forward. He walks into that house, Charlie tells him to help himself because it is his house too and he eats a cookie while memorizing their address from a mailer posted to the refrigerator. Mark is stumped, but when Charlie walks in (seemingly untroubled by her dad's blazing exit from the trick-or-treating trail) she and Dylan greet each other like old friends. That's when Lloyd shows up. He rushes to Dylan's side, thanks Mark for taking care of his son. Lloyd stops mid-sentence and surveys his surroundings. It all looks a little familiar. When Mark and Lloyd introduce themselves, the last names ring alarm bells and just as everything starts to get uncomfortable, Mark starts glowering, Lloyd starts stammering, and Olivia makes a surprise early return. Awkwardness ensues. Mark glares at Olivia and Lloyd, Olivia stares at Mark and Lloyd, Lloyd blinks in confusion and everyone else in the room walks slowly backwards to try and escape the Awkward. Lloyd realizes Olivia is the woman he couldn't quite see in his flash forward. He gasps, "You're her." And Mark glowers, "Not yet." Olivia finally asks what the heck is going on and Mark's hackles are up and he has no interest in being anything but defensive and harshly replies, "I thought you would know." Lloyd, who is really starting to look like a kinder, gentler, less hostile, less dick of an option explains that Dylan escaped from the hospital and came here. On cue, Dylan repeats, "It's my house, too." Mark growls that the stupid kid keeps saying that and Olivia explains that he is autistic, but Mark doesn't want a diagnosis he just wants to clench his jaw and stare intensely at something. Lloyd doesn't just scoot, but instead stays to chat a while. He tells Olivia that he finally understands why she was so uncomfortable around him. Mark grabs him by the scruff of his neck and boots him out the door telling him to leave and not come back. Lloyd, who is remarkably slow on the uptake, apologizes for the inconvenience, thanks Mark and Olivia for their hospitality, and sticks out his hand to shake Mark's hand farewell. Looks like Mark is about to leave him hanging, but he shakes and then Lloyd and Dylan leave. Mark looks like he is about to grind his teeth into powder and his stare bores through the walls and into the neighbor's house. Not sure if homeowner's insurance covers that.
Demetri and Jett find the final Blue Hand sticker on the gate of a giant house. They walk up the stairs and find a pool of blood. They kick open the door with guns drawn and walk into the most awesome haunted house ever. Blood splatters, empty bottles, and syringes litter the hallway, but this isn't Hell House and the empties are just remnants of the party, not telltale signs of a one way trip to HELL. Demetri and Jett survey the room and turn to see a sea of bodies covered in white sheets littering the floor. A hand dyed bright blue stands out among all the white. I keep waiting for one of the bodies to rise up and do the Monster Mash or something, but no, they appear to be mostly dead.
At the hospital, Janice is awake after her second round of surgery. Her boss is still there. He delivers a bouquet of flowers from her ex-girlfriend and at the mention of the woman she broke up with because of quibbles about her flash forward (as in how are you going to be five months pregnant in six months if we just met?), Janice starts crying. She tells her boss that the bullet did so much damage to her lady bits that despite Olivia's best efforts, she probably won't be able to have kids. Her boss pats her hand while making a mental note to mention this to HR.
Mark angrily cleans the kitchen while intensely staring at each dish. Olivia wants to talk about the giant Awkward in the room, but Mark just wants to slam cupboards and stare intensely at shit. But he can't help himself and he has to get in touch with his inner passive aggressive and bitterly remarks that he understands why Olivia likes Lloyd because he seems like an affable guy. If I were Mark, I would put "Not Being a Dick" high on my action plan to save my marriage. Olivia protests that she hardly knows the man, but Mark makes a federal case out of it (being a fed and all) and demands to know how Dylan got here, especially since Olivia claimed she transferred him to another doctor. Olivia has no idea, and she did transfer him off her service, but Mark knows she is lying because she is listed as the attending on Dylan's hospital bracelet. Ooh Olivia, don't lie to someone with the best training the taxpayers can afford. Olivia rolls her eyes and explains about her boss, but Mark won't let it drop and starts huffing and puffing and blowing out his cheeks about how the man Olivia will be sleeping with in six months was just in their house and it is her fault entirely. She shakes her head in exasperation, as Mark demands that she be honest with him. That is too much for Olivia. She pulls out her trump card: Is he drinking again? He admits that in his flash forward, he was drinking. The confession deflates him and Olivia gets out her high horse and tut tut tuts about him drinking again. He begs her not to condemn him for something he hasn't done yet and then they both crack up laughing because...really? That was exactly what he was just doing to her and it is so hee-lar-i-ous how the tables turned that quickly. Olivia takes her high horse and rides off into the sunset of righteous indignation and broken trust. She swears she won't go through the heartbreak again. They don't trust each other. I guess they already know their marriage can't be saved.
Over at the haunted house, Demetri and Jett have finally called for back up. Demetri is trying to figure out the link between the underground death club and the guy who attacked Janice. Jett doesn't seem particularly interested, because he has found a clue to his own future. In his flash forward, he is assaulted by a suicidal pigeon while researching the Rutherford case and they found a clue related to someone name Rutherford on one of the bodies. Demetri ominously states, "It begins tonight." Jett flashes back to the dead pigeon from his flash forward.
Lloyd tucks Dylan back into his bed at the hospital. Not once did he threaten to sue the hospital for letting his young son escape. How...un-American of him. Dylan asks if it will be Halloween again tomorrow and Lloyd says no. Dylan is glad because it was kind of scary and Lloyd remembers Mark's burning gaze and flaring nostrils and wholeheartedly agrees. As the soaring music of The Beatles' "Across the Universe" starts up, Dylan cradles his dad's face in his hands and thanks him for coming to get him. Lloyd kisses him on the forehead and heads out to leave his young escapist son alone in the hospital overnight. Elsewhere, Mark and Olivia sit on opposite sides of the house moping privately while the chorus "nothing's going to change my world" plays on. Cut to Demetri puzzling over clues and then to Jett tracking down Rutherford and to Wedeck staring at a sleeping Janice (creepy!) and a sleeping Charlie (less creepy) back to Dylan (cute) and then to Mark staring intensely at the ceiling, natch. Dear soundtrack guy, we get it. Nothing's going to change their world. Thanks for the tip. Lloyd gets into his car only to get a Halloween fright from a man in a Frankenstein mask in the backseat of his car. It's the boozer from the train headed to Los Angeles, Mr. Physicist. Lloyd shakes his head at the scare and asks Simon what the hell he wants. Simon wants to know why Lloyd disappeared to Los Angeles. Why he is avoiding their calls? They are worried about him. Lloyd doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to see them. Their experiment killed twenty million people. 'Nuff said.