Rewind

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The mayor's office is

remaining silent on the matter,

only to say that the truck

was found abandoned in midtown

and that the bomb squad

has been deployed.

Look at this.

Mercury level triggers.

Can't even move

this damn thing.

His name is Rourke.

He's an American.

Yeah!

He's a scientist

of some distinction...

What do we know?

The suspect's Benjamin Rourke,

an American-born physicist.

And he wasn't

on a watch list somewhere?

How did we not see this coming?

It's not that simple, Roy.

Must be something

out of a training camp...

where was he radicalized?

Pakistan?

- This is the report.

- This guy is salt of the earth.

His father served in

the state department 48 years.

This is Rourke in 1989.

- Is that a...

- Nobel prize.

We'd be on that watch list

before he would.

How wide

is our potential damage?

Based on what our people

know, Mr. President,

they're saying

that a detonation...

Would be total.

9 million at least,

plus the fallout.

What are they doing?

Huh?

Beating this guy

is giving us nothing.

He was wearing a wedding ring.

What?

Sir, you gotta

let me talk to him.

We've already been over this.

Cocktail's coming in.

If you do that, this guy's

mind is just gonna disappear.

It is not up to me.

Order came down.

Look, this guy

turned himself in.

He has a reason for that.

Let me talk to him.

Knox, we are out of time.

Talk to me, man.

Whatever you're thinking about,

let's just talk it out.

Are you listening to me?

Knox...

Knox.

What the hell is he doing?

Knox!

Open the door!

I think we need to talk.

What the hell's

taking them so long?

We should have had

that damn code by now.

Easy. Easy.

Open this door!

What are you finding there,

Mister...

Mr. Knox?

Honestly, Rourke,

you're not a terrorist.

You came in here

with no intention

of giving us that code.

I see a man with an idea

in his mind,

and he won't let go.

But mostly, I see a man

who's still wearing

his wedding ring

37 years after

the death of his wife.

So maybe we should

talk about her.

Hmm.

She's so beautiful.

She doesn't aged, does she?

Time cannot change her.

What is this...

in your mind?

Is this about a guy

who believes

that blowing up New York

will somehow

bring his dead wife back?

Do you have anyone there,

Mr. Knox?

A wife of your own, perhaps?

- Jess, is that you?

- Hi, Danny.

Sorry, I was calling Sean back.

Sean is interrogating

a suspect right now.

He wanted me to answer.

Where are you right now?

Uh, still in New York.

I just left a deposition.

Why?

Listen, um...

Something's happened.

You gotta get out

of the city right now.

Danny, what's going on?

Go! Don't ask, Jess.

Go.

Danny, I need to know.

There is a nuclear threat

in Manhattan, Jess,

and it's real.

How long?

You only have a few minutes.

Knox!

Open this door!

Open this door!

In your journals,

you talk about

a life-creating

act of destruction.

Every act of creation

is first an act of destruction.

That's Picasso, actually.

I can't claim credit.

Listen, Rourke.

If there's something

we need to know,

then you need to talk...

Now.

Why is Sylvia important?

How will doing this

bring her back?

I'm not going, Danny.

- No, Jess!

- Danny, don't...

Get Sean on the phone

right now.

Don't, please.

There's not enough time

and there's no point, okay?

If he's doing what I think

he's doing, he has to focus.

Don't.

Look, it doesn't matter

what happened between you two,

but, uh...

It never changed how he feels.

Promise you'll look after him.

You know,

I was beginning to despair.

Before you walked in that door,

no one was listening to me.

Rourke, help me understand.

Well, you do hear me,

don't you, Mr. Knox?

You understand why I've come.

No, I don't understand!

Tell me what I need to know.

Knox, it's not me who's

gonna bring my wife back.

It's you.

- Get in there!

- Wait!

Get him the hell out of here.

You're the only one

who can save her,

but it can't happen here.

Wait! He's trying

to tell me something!

No!

How far have they gotten?

Cutters.

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

Rewind 01x01

Pilot

It's not me

who's going

to bring my wife back.

It's you.

At ease.

Hi, Sean.

General.

I guess I don't have to ask

how you've been.

Never better.

I heard you'd been

requisitioning

Rourke's notebooks.

A little light reading.

You find anything?

Sean, I know everyone

doesn't hold this opinion,

but I don't believe

that this was your fault.

9 million people, general.

I know.

You know, she wasn't...

supposed to be there.

She gave me one more chance

with that Libya thing

last year...

Said if I signed up

for another mission,

she was gone.

I didn't believe her.

The grand jury's handing down

its verdict next week.

- They won't go easy on you.

- Well...

When they make up their minds,

they know where to find me.

I just... I went in there

thinking that I had...

I had some kind of answers!

I spent weeks

poring through this,

every... every thought,

every...

every little bit

of information.

There's nothing here.

He was insane.

What if he wasn't?

What if Benjamin Rourke

had some purpose

when he turned himself in

that day

and you were the only one

who saw it?

General,

why do I get the feeling

you didn't come here

just to ease my conscience?

I want to bring you in

on something.

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