8. Many Heads, One Tale (第3季)【完整台词】

I started to inadvertently uncover how much of that history S.

H.

I.

E.

L.

D.

had helped to shape, so they snatched me up.

So, you've really never known anyone in S.

H.

I.

E.

L.

D.

? - I find that hard to believe.

- Only in passing.

Come on.

You can tell me if you have.

I'm the director.

You're inside our secret base.

You know, I hate to disappoint you, Phil, but until recently, I was in the normal intelligence game, not paranormal.

You're my first.

Hmm.

You know, I got to admit.

I didn't picture you keeping things so analog.

Yeah, files, book, vinyl.

There's a tactile benefit the way they feel in your hands, the wear and tear.

- Oh, the smell.

- Ah.

- I love the smell of books.

- Helps me think.

[Watch beeps] Besides, we both know how vulnerable the digital world is to infiltration.

So sorry, Steve-O.

Nothing worse for an I.

T.

guy than someone logging into a terminal.

Makes you feel violated, doesn't it? How do we know he's not just looking for exploits to get into our system when it goes back to being a black hat? Oh, there's no going back for Dane.

But I am here to find the exploits, and I'm gonna need a log-in to determine if the trojan horse hardware emitted a signal pulse that allows access to your UDP or TCP ports, mate.

Have you checked that yet? You can use a command prompt to enter a guest username.

And unwittingly give us remote access.

[Monitor beeps] [Clears throat] Okay, Hunter, type this in "C," colon, forward slash, "system", Forward slash, "request user.

" [Keyboard clacking slowly] Hunter.

Oh, God.

Hunter.

Please tell me you know which one is forward slash.

Yes.

Typing.

I'm just helping your sluggish code keep up.

- Hilarious.

- And the username.

The username "God save the Queen.

" Yeah, I let him pick it.

[Monitor beeping] Bingo.

May, you're up.

Agent May said she wants you with her on this, yeah? - Yeah.

- Well, then, I suggest you move your ass.

All right.

There.

Bobbi, enhanced specimen control North, stairs at the end of the hall, three floors down in the science division.

Ringing your phone now.

[Cellphone rings] Hmm.

My superiors on Pennsylvania Avenue.

I need to step away for a moment to give them my full report.

Okay.

Daisy: Check that section.

See how many Inhumans they're keeping in there.

And grab any samples of the potential cure.

Now all Hunter has to do is run his mouth and waste time.

Oh, he excels at that.

Daisy? [Door beeps, unlocks] Thank you.

Here? So, you need me to do anything? Why bring me if you're not even gonna talk to me? [Engines whirring] Where do you get off? Are you seriously mad at me? I'm mad at myself for roping you into this! It's not fair.

And I'm mad that you're so willing to help.

[scoffs] As opposed to what? What do you expect? I don't know! Get angry.

I cannot fathom any way out of this without hurting someone I care about.

You think that I'm not angry?! I'm sick to my stomach.

I'm furious, but not at you! 'Cause we're cursed.

The bloody cosmos wants us to be apart.

- The cosmos doesn't want anything.

- Yeah, well, I beg to differ.

'Cause we had years side-by-side.

Never occurred to us.

And then when it does, we don't have the courage to talk about it.

Well, you only mentioned it at the bottom of the sea, - facing certain death.

- You wait until I'm bound for a war on an aircraft carrier, and then you get swept off to some far-flung planet.

With him.

Top-marks pilot astronaut hero man.

- I would do anything - Do you love him? [Breathes heavily] I don't know.

I think Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah, of course you do.

Of course you do.

He's strong and smart, and you gave each other hope on the edge of nowhere.

- Don't do this, Fitz.

- You think I didn't look for dirt on him? I did.

And there's nothing.

I can't hate him.

He's great.

Why else would you fall for him? He did everything right.

[Voice breaking] And you dove through a hole in the universe for me! [Gasps] [Panting] We're cursed.

Fitz, is that what I think it is? [Music] Andrew was a Phd in psychology.

Now he's a specimen.