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(On Screen: Chapter 5-Hiros)

(Peter and future Hiro are in the subway car which has time stopped)

MVO: When a change comes, some species feel the urge to migrate. They call it zugunruhe, the pull of the soul to a far-off place, following a scent in the wind, a star in the sky. The ancient message comes, calling the kindred to take flight and to gather together. Only then can they hope to survive the cruel season to come.

Hiro: Peter Petrelli?

Peter: What? Are you doing this?

Hiro: You look different without the scar.

Peter: I don't know you.

Hiro: Not yet. My name is Hiro Nakamura. I'm from the future. And I have a message for you. I don't have much time. I'm risking a rift just by coming here. The girl...you have to save her.

Peter: What girl?

Hiro: The cheerleader. It's the only way to prevent it.

Peter: Prevent what?

Hiro: Everything. Listen to me. She must live. The painter, Isaac...go to him. He will know. When I call you, you must tell me where we meet. You told me many times how lost you felt. Before it all started. This...is what you've been waiting for. Be the one we need.

(Hiro starts to leave)

Peter: Wait!

Hiro: Save the cheerleader; save the world!

Peter: Wait! Hiro! I don't understand!

(Time resumes)

Peter: (shouts) Hiro! Where are you? I...I don't understand!

(Mohinder walks up to Peter)

Mohinder: Peter! Are you all right?

Peter: The cheerleader.

(Claire is being wheeled into the hospital. She is accompanied by many doctors and is covered in blood)

ER Doctor: She's got an airway. She's breathing. She's got circulation.

Claire: I'm fine. I just wanna go home.

(They enter a trauma room)

Paramedic: Looks like she was driving. There was a lot of blood in her mouth.

ER Doctor: I don't see anything. Is her mother here?

(Sandra rushes in)

Sandra: Claire!

Claire: Oh, Mom!

Sandra: Oh, my God. Is she okay?

ER Doctor: Your daughter's gonna be fine.

Sandra: Does it hurt? They said you're gonna be okay.

Claire: No, no. Oh, I'm fine. I just wanna go home.

Sandra: Soon. Sweetie, doctors just wanna run some tests first. I'll call your father. I'll tell him to come.

(Claire looks over to the trauma room next door where Brody is. His face is covered in blood, his shirt cut open and he has a neck brace on)

Brody: Crazy bitch.

(Claire is wheeled out and her mom starts dialing a phone call)

(HRG and the Haitian are dragging Nathan through an underground parking structure)

Nathan: Do you have any idea who I am?

HRG: Better than even you do.

Nathan: All right, look, I'll pay you anything, okay? You name it.

(HRG's phone rings)

HRG: We don't want anything. We just need to know a couple of things. (He looks at his phone) That's all...

(Nathan kicks the gun from HRG's hand and pushes the Haitian. He then dashes off towards a fence. They run after him. When Nathan gets to the fence he tries to jump on it and climb but can't)

HRG: That was entirely unnecessary.

Nathan: You might as well go ahead and shoot now. 'Cause I'll find you. And I will kill you.

HRG: Unlikely, Mr. Petrelli.

Nathan: I've seen your faces.

HRG: That, I'm afraid, won't be a problem. (to the Haitian) Put him down.

(Nathan flies into the air and them jets away)

(Matt is still strapped to a table. Hiro and Ando are knocked out and laying on the ground. Nathan is flying across the sky. Isaac is painting. Claire is laying awake in a hospital bed)

(Niki is asleep in Nathan's hotel room. Nathan's campaign chairman comes in a bangs on the piano)

Chairman: Where is he? What'd you do with Mr. Petrelli?

Niki: Who?

Chairman: The guy you slept with. Where is he?

Niki: I don't know. I don't know how I got here. I have to call my son.

Chairman: Don't even think about it. Get dressed. You're coming with us.

(Linderman's secretary enters the room)

Secretary: Leave the lady alone. If you have a problem, it's with me.

Chairman: You have a congressional candidate missing from your hotel.

Secretary: My team's working on it now. If you'd like to review the security tapes with us, you can come with me.



Chairman: Fine. Let's go.

Secretary: Admirable work, Ms. Sanders. Feel free to go home, secure in your solvency.

Niki: What did you do to me?

Secretary: As I saw it, a lot of things were done to you. However, none of them by me.

Niki: No. I left. I didn't go through with it.

(The secretary is holding a cd)

Secretary: Mr. Linderman reviewed the tape. And, needless to say, he was quite pleased with your performance.

(She puts the disk in the tv and it is a tape of Niki and Nathan having sex)

Secretary: Either that's you, or you still owe Mr. Linderman $50,000. Go home to your son, Ms. Sanders. And tell him that his mommy doesn't have to worry about people asking for their money anymore.

Niki: I...uh...

(Peter and Mohinder are on the subway. Peter is still looking for future Hiro)

Peter: He was right there!

Mohinder: Then he teleported away?

Peter: He...he stopped time somehow. He talked to me. He knew who I was. He says that we all meet up ... somehow. Sometime in the future, I guess.

Mohinder: I see.

Peter: Look, it seems crazy, but I know what I saw. He said something bad is gonna happen, but we could stop it. First we have to...save a cheerleader.

Mohinder: A cheerleader?

Peter: It seems impossible, I know.

Mohinder: Impossible? It sounds mad.

Peter: Please, just...He said that I have to go back to see Isaac the painter. Ok, that he's gonna know what we have to do. So let's just go back to his loft. If the answer isn't there, I promise that I will drive you to the airport myself. You can go back to India and you never have to hear from me again.

Mohinder: Will you fly me there yourself? There are no answers. Go home, Peter.

(The subway car stops and Mohinder leaves)

(Janice is on the phone at her and Matt's house)

Janice: Someone there has to be able to do something to find him. No! He went out on assignment, and he hasn't checked in since! I...look, will you just have Detective McHenry call me.

(She looks up to see Matt groaning and getting up from the couch)

Matt: Ow, ugh.

Janice: Never mind. He's home.

(She hangs up and throws the phone at him)

Matt: Hey!

Janice: Where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried I was?

Matt: I must have drank too much and passed out on the couch.

Matt: Do we have any aspirin?

(He goes into the kitchen)

Janice: Uh ...you have been gone for a day.

Matt: What? That's impossible.

Janice: No, it isn't, trust me. I've been awake for every hour of it. And I called the precinct a dozen times, and they said that you were working with the FBI.

Matt: Yeah. That just started. I was gonna tell you about that, but, um...

Janice: But what? Where were you?

Matt: I was, uh...I don't know.

Janice: You don't know? Do you have any idea what I've just been through? I kept picturing you in a ditch somewhere. And then every time the phone would ring, I'd think it was somebody calling to tell me that...

Matt: I didn't know you cared that much.

(He hears her voice)

Janice: I'm your wife. I always care.

Matt: I mean...It's good that you do, but, you know, you've barely spoken to me lately, except in our therapy sessions, Janice.

Janice: What if something happened to you?

Matt: You worried about me? That's a good thing.

(A van is driving through the Nevada desert. It stops suddenly and Ando and Hiro are thrown out.)

Ando: Uhh!

Hiro: Oof!

(The van leaves)

Hiro: That hurt more than I thought it would.

Ando: (Yelling towards the van) You bastards! You don't know who you're messing with!

Hiro: I don't think they can hear you.

Ando: Well it make me feel better!

(They start walking)

Hiro: Wow...

(There is a diner)

Hiro: Good. I'm starving.

Ando: Shut up. I'm not talking to you.

(Hiro and Ando enter the diner)

Hiro: Do you think they have waffles?

Ando: I said I'm not talking to you. I can't believe I got beat up because of you. I've never gotten beat up before.

Hiro: I got punched too.

Ando: Once. They kept kicking me! Ah! My jaw is clicking. Did it used to click?

(They sit in a booth)

Hiro: Let's just eat, then get the car back, okay?

Ando: This is all your fault, Hiro. All you had to do was stop time, and we would still have our money.

Hiro: My fault? We got beat up because you made us cheat at gambling. Using my powers for personal gain. That's the Dark Side.

Ando: Not being broke is the Dark Side?

(Hiro opens the menu.)

Hiro: Ah, waffles! Whoo-hoo!

Ando: I don't know why I'm on this stupid trip.

Hiro: I've told you now a hundred times. To save the world.

Ando: "Save the world!" "Save the world!" Don't you ever think of anything else?

Hiro: All you've done since you came to America is complain. If you're so miserable here, go back to Japan.

Ando: I'm not miserable here. I'm miserable with you!

Hiro: Then go. Go gamble and meet girls. Hang out with her Internet stripper without me if that's what you want.

Ando: Fine...maybe I will.

Hiro: Okay, then go...

Ando: Okay...

Hiro: I'm not following you.

Ando: Good!

Hiro: You don't even know anyone in Las Vegas. You don't know anyone in this country.

Ando: Yes, I do!

(Ando goes out the door)

Hiro: I'll probably save the world faster now.

(Hiro looks out the window just in time to see Nathan fly by and land near the diner. Nathan rubs his feet which are sore from the landing and then heads toward the entrance of the diner)

Nathan: All right, I get it. A guy in his pajamas. Ha ha. Now, we can all stare and have a good laugh, or one of you could lend me your cell phone.

(Nathan sits at the counter)

Waitress: Can I help you?

Nathan: I'll take one of those T-shirts. And a cup of coffee, while you're at it.

(Matt is on the phone and whispering)

Matt: Ok, so two porterhouse steaks, both medium rare. And, um, what sides do you have? You know, one of everything's great. Cool. Thank you. Bye.

(Janice enters)

Janice: Why aren't you at work?

Matt: You been, uh...you been sleeping next to me all this time, and I...I miss you. But I know...I know you think I'm lazy. And that I don't know how to listen. And all I do is...mope. Well, um...you know what? That's okay. Maybe you're right. Maybe I just need to try harder.

Janice: I think we both do.

Matt: Good. 'Cause we're calling in sick today.

Janice: No. No.

Matt: Oh, yeah. I got it all planned out. Just go get dressed.

Janice: I'm dressed!

Matt: No, something nicer. Come on.

(Hiro is still staring at Nathan. He walks over to him)

Nathan: Can I help you?

Hiro: Hiro. Hiro Nakamura.

Nathan: Oh. Nathan Petrelli.

Hiro: Petrelli. Nathan. Very nice to meet you.

Nathan: Thank you.

Hiro: Flying man. Oh you fly. I see you.

(Nathan looks around to see who is listening)

Nathan: Thank you. I don't know what you're talking about.

Hiro: Oh, it's okay. I keep secret. I bend time onto space. Teleport-o into future. We are both special.

Nathan: All righty, then.

Hiro: Oh, I...I go to New York. I see future. Um...Big boom goes there. Bad for many people.

Nathan: Shh...I can see where that might be a problem.

Hiro: Don't worry. I stop it. Am hero.

Nathan: Lucky us.

(A car beeps out front and Nathan gets up to leave)

Nathan: Better go. In this future that you see, you don't happen to know whether or not I win the election, do ya?

Hiro: Yes, um...Petrelli. Uh-huh. Nathan. Ah, hai, hai, hai! Yes! I know you. Nathan Petrelli. Election. You win. Very big win. Landslide.

Nathan: Yeah. I gotta get back to Vegas.

Hiro: Uh, give me ride, please.

Nathan: Hmm?

Hiro: Ride-o. Boo boo.

Nathan: Sure. Well, what the hell? (He motions for Hiro to follow) What'd you say your name was?



Hiro: Hiro Nakamura.

Nathan: Where you from?

Hiro: Tokyo, Japan.

Nathan: Ah. Never been there.

(Claire is in the hospital bed. Her dad, HRG, walks up to her and puts his hand on hers.)

HRG: Hey.

Claire: Hi.

HRG: Your mother told me you lost control of the car.

Claire: That's what I told her happened.

(He looks to see if they are alone and then closes the door)

HRG: Is there something you want to tell me?

Claire: I ran the car into the wall on purpose.

HRG: You could have killed yourself.

Claire: I wasn't thinking about me.

HRG: Well, what were you thinking about? Claire. You've got to start trusting me.

Claire: I lied to you.

HRG: About what?

Claire: I lied to you when I said that...I lied to you when I said nothing happened...at the bonfire.

HRG: What happened to you?

(She starts crying)

Claire: He tried to...he tried to force me.

HRG: The quarterback?

Claire: He threw me down, and I hit my head, and I woke up somewhere else. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I lied to you. I didn't know what else to do. I can't prove anything. He was gonna get away with it again. I'm not the only one. Please, you can't say anything.

HRG: No one's gonna know. No one's gonna know a thing.

(Peter knocks on the door to Isaac's apartment)

Peter: Hello? (He steps inside.) Isaac? You doing okay?

Isaac: Go away, man.

Peter: Isaac, I need your help.

Isaac: You need help...ask Simone. You already took her. What else do you want from me?

Peter: You painted me. A picture of me flying. Okay, it happened. It was real. I flew.

Isaac: Congratulations.

Peter: I'm telling you that I believe you. That you can paint the future. Listen, whatever is happening to you, it's happening to me too. And I don't know why, but I'm supposed to...see you. You're supposed to have the answer.

Isaac: Is that what, um, I sound like? No wonder she left me. I don't have any answers.

Peter: You're supposed to...know where I have to go.

Isaac: See for yourself.

(He looks at all of the paintings that Isaac has done. There is one of Hiro and Ando standing under a homecoming banner and another of Claire being attacked)

Peter: It's her...the cheerleader.

(Nathan is back near the casino in Las Vegas)

Nathan: I'll get it.

Driver: Thanks.

(He lets Hiro out of the car)

Hiro: Vote Petrelli!

Nathan: Early and often.

Hiro: Oh...up, up, and away.

Nathan: Absolutely.

(Hiro runs with his bag to the Nissan Versa. He gets behind the wheel and pretends to drive)

Hiro: Vroom, vroom! Move! Get out of the way! (He begins messing with buttons on the car) Whoo hoo! Uh...maybe there're instructions. (He takes a paper from the glovebox) It's all English...

(Nathan is on the escalator)

Nathan: Tell Sakamoto I'm back, and we need to talk.

Chairman: Yes, sir.

(Niki is walking towards the escalator. Nathan follows her)

Nathan: Didn't think I'd see you again. (To the chairman) It's all right, I'm good, I'm good.

(The chairman leaves)

Nathan: What the hell did you do to me?

Niki: I could ask you the same thing. All I know is that I woke up in your room somehow, and you were gone.

Nathan: All you know? We had a great dinner, then you leave. You come back and attack me. I have one of the best nights of my entire life. And the next thing you know, somebody's trying to throw me into a van.

Niki: I don't know what happened last night. I swear. All I know is that when I met you, I was trying to be someone I'm not. And that's not who I wanna be.

Nathan: Who do you wanna be?

Niki: Someone good. A good mother. Not the person that I see in the mirror.

Nathan: Look, I don't know how much of last night was an act and how much was you. The girl I met, that's the kind of girl you spend your entire life waiting to meet. Somebody strong, somebody beautiful, somebody...good.

Niki: I didn't know they were gonna do anything to you. They blackmailed me. Just like they're gonna blackmail you.

Nathan: They taped us?

Niki: I'm so sorry.

(Matt is pouring the wine when Janice enters)

Janice: Wow. Is it Christmas?

Matt: No, no, come here.

Janice: What is all this?

Matt: This is the Shiraz from that great place in the Sonoma Valley. Remember we went there a million years ago, and you've been thinking about going back?

Janice: How do you know that?

Matt: And, um, porterhouse steaks from Mickey's that you craved. And I'm gonna pretend that, uh, that I cooked for you tonight. Oh, and, uh...

(He turns the music on)

Janice: Wait, I've had that song in my head for days.

Matt: Oh, I know.

Janice: I don't know what to say.

Matt: How about, uh...pass the salad.

(He holds out her chair and then sits down himself)

Janice: So, who is she?

Matt: That's nice. What, a guy can't pretend to cook dinner for his wife without being accused of cheating on her?

Janice: Well, you were missing for a day, and now this, and...

Matt: Okay, sorry. I thought this was what you wanted.

Janice: Everything I could think of...you thought of first. It's our best...date. It's our only date...

Matt and Janice: We've had in a long time.

Matt: I know. Okay, you know what? Let's, um...let's call this the first of many to come.

Janice: Why, do you have something planned for tonight?

Matt: Oh, I do now.

(She kisses him)

(HRG enters Brody's room. Brody is very badly injured including multiple casts and tons of bruises. HRG sits on the edge of the bed and Brody wakes up)

HRG: Hello, Brody. I'm Claire's father.

Brody: I know who you are. You're the guy I'm gonna sue.

HRG: I'm very sorry about the accident.

Brody: It wasn't an accident.

HRG: What makes you say that?

Brody: Because she crashed my car on purpose. She's a freak! She's...not human.

HRG: I'd put more stock in her humanity than I would in yours. You tried to rape my daughter.

Brody: I didn't touch her.

HRG: Well, it's her word against yours. And from my perspective, she's the more reliable witness.

Brody: You don't know your daughter.

HRG: I know her better than even she does.

Brody: I don't have to listen to this.

(Brody goes to grab the call button and HRG grabs his mouth instead)

HRG: Shh. Claire is a very special girl. It's confusing what's happening to her, and she doesn't need some punk making her life any more difficult. Do you understand me? I should kill you. But instead, I'm gonna do you a favor. You already threw away this life. I'm gonna give you a second chance. And I'm gonna let you forget all the terrible things you've done. And maybe this time, when you wake up in your new life...you'll make something decent of it. Shh.

(HRG pushes the curtain asside to reveal the Haitian)

HRG: Hollow him out. Take everything.

(As HRG leaves the curtain closes around Brody and the Haitian)

(Peter is still at Isaac's apartment. He has organized the paintings into a comic book like scene)

Peter: Wow. This is amazing. Look, it's telling a story, like a comic. This girl, she's...running and...I...is that me?

Isaac: Why would I paint you?

Peter: These two guys...I think we're all trying to help her. Cheerleader. Who is she?

Isaac: I don't know.

Peter: Yeah, but you painted these.

Isaac: I was high, dog.

Peter: So what happens next? I mean, where is she?

Isaac: I was high! I could have been clean. I tore myself apart. I lost Simone...to try and find an answer. How to stop it. All I got was this garbage. Some cheerleader. It's nothing. I've ruined my life for nothing.

Peter: It's not nothing. Look, don't you get it? Everything is connected. We are all connected. If this thing that you painted, this bomb, is true, we're all dead. These are the key to saving us. Something's gonna happen to this girl. We need to know what. You have to finish this. (He points to an unfinished painting.) You...you have to finish the painting.

Isaac: Even if I wanted to, I can't. I'm out of drugs. I'm out of money to buy drugs.

Peter: Can't you just finish it without shooting up?

Isaac: If you got some cash on you, man. That's another story. We can call it a commission.

(Peter stares at the canvas and suddenly he has a vision of what should be there)

Peter: I saw it.

Isaac: What?

Peter: I saw something in the, uh, in the canvas. A picture. This painting...I can finish it.

Isaac: You can paint?

(Peter picks up some paint and a brush)

Peter: No. No, I can't. But...I drew the future after I saw you the other day. It was only stick figures, but...it came true.

(Peter concentrates and then starts to paint)

(Claire walks through the hosptial hallway and goes into Brody's room)

Claire: Hi, Brody. I know you probably don't wanna see me right now or hear what I have to say. But I have to say it. What you did to me...what you tried to do, was wrong. But what I did to you was wrong too, and I'm sorry. I think that everyone deserves a do-over at least once in their lives.

Brody: I...I don't know you. Who are you?

Claire: Brody, it's me, Claire.

Brody: Why do you call me Brody?

(Niki returns home.)

Niki: Micah!

(There are cops in her house)

Niki: Where's my son? Micah! Is he... (She finds Tina and Micah) Oh, God. Honey. Honey. (to Tina) What happened?

Tina: They showed up a few hours ago. They're looking for DL. I told them you haven't seen him in months.

Detective: Ms. Sanders?

Niki: Uh-huh?

(He holds up a picture)

Detective: Is this your husband, Miss?

Niki: Yeah. What's going on with DL?

Detective: Did he try to contact you at all in the past few days?

Micah: My dad didn't do anything.

Niki: Micah...I need you to wait with Tina for another minute, okay?

Detective: Ma'am. Your husband was spotted at a convenience store not far from here about an hour ago.

Niki: He's here?

Detective: No sign of him yet. But we got cars hidden around the block in case he tries to make contact.

Niki: DL's been on the run for six months. Why haven't you caught him?

Detective: We had him in custody two days ago. He pulled a Houdini, slipped out of his cuffs.

Niki: DL Hawkins is a killer. He...he has been following me. Doing things.

Detective: What sort of things?

Niki: Look, if he's here, and he wants something, I won't be able to stop him. You need to protect us.

Officer: We've got someone coming. He's headed for the house.

(The detective and other officers pull their guns)

Detective: Get these people safe.

Officer: He's headed for the back door.

(They surround the back door with guns drawn)

Officer Repeat: cover the back door.

(Someone approaches)

Micah: Dad.

(Ando enters the house)

Officers: Freeze! Hands up! Hands up!

(Ando puts his hands up.)

Ando: Nik-ki?

(Nathan is checking out of the hotel)

Secretary: Your men are worried about you, Mr. Petrelli. Are you all right?

Nathan: I'm fine. Though I can't say I'm pleased with the security situation.

Secretary: You have the hotel's sincerest apologies. Consider your stay on us. If there's anything else you need, just ask.

Nathan: Actually, uh, I was wondering how that tape turned out.

Secretary: Consider it a favor you'll repay one day.

Nathan: Or what?

Secretary: For a man whose campaign is founded on sound family values, this could be really embarrassing for you. Especially considering your wife.

Nathan: On the other hand, that tape really isn't worth much unless I win, is it? Why don't you just give me my four million, and I'll fly back to New York and put it to good use?

Secretary: Our agreement was two million. It's rather generous.

Nathan: You know, I thought so too. And then I thought, Gee...it must be pretty important for Linderman to see me in office if he's willing to go to this much trouble to keep me in line. Two million makes me a candidate in your pocket. Four million makes me a Congressman.

(Matt and Janice are on the couch. They have just finished having sex)

Janice: Oh, that was...Oh. I love you.

Matt: I love you.

Janice: It's like you're in my head. It's like...mmm.

(They kiss.)

Matt: I love you. What can I get you?

Janice: Nothing. Just sleep...for a week.

Matt: Coffee ice cream.

Janice: What?

Matt: You got it. Coffee ice cream coming up.

(Matt is at a convient store. He is buying ice cream and eating a cookie. A woman is staring at him)

Matt: Mmm, heh. I, um, I skipped lunch.

(He starts hearing the people in the stores thoughts.)

Woman: Chlorophyll glucosamine? Is that the same as...

Man: Here we go.

(Matt walks up to the counter)

Matt: Hey, um...you have aspirin? Thanks.

(He hears more voices)

Man: Security cameras won't see me. If he makes a move, I'll blow his head off. Now let me see...

Woman: If I eat cookies, then I'm gonna have to work out.

Man: Clean everything out of the register. Probably get a couple hundred in cash too.

(Matt turns around and walks past a man. He leans into him and whispers)

Matt: Hey. Look, I know why you're here. And I just wanna say don't do this.

Robber: What the hell do you know?

Matt: Nothing. But I'm a cop. But I am not armed. Ok? I just came in here to get some ice cream for my wife. But I know what you're thinking about doing. And I know that you could...pull out the gun that you've got in there, and you could shoot me. But then you would be throwing your life away. And for what? A couple of twenties in the register, huh? Look, I know you're hurting. But Marie...is waiting for you. At home, right? And Vincent's getting out in a month. All you have to do is just...take your hand out of your jacket pocket...and put the gun down...and get out of here.

(The robber takes the gun out of his pocket and puts it down and then runs from the store)

(Matt hears more voices)

Woman: Oh, my God. Is that a gun? He's got a gun.

Matt: No, no, no, no.

Man: Don't shoot me.

Woman: Call the cops.

Matt: No, I'm a cop.

Man: You do not look like a policeman to me.

Matt: No, it's okay.

Man: I can't believe this is happening.

Matt: No, it's okay. It's okay, I'm a cop.

Man: What's wrong with him.

Woman: He's probably crazy. I just wanna get out of here. Please don't shoot me.

Matt: It's okay. I'm a cop.

Woman: I just wanna get out of here alive. My mother's in the car!

Man: Someone call the police.

(Matt is shaking his head. There are too many voices)

Matt: It's okay!

(Matt collapses.)

Matt: Agh.

(Niki is stading in front of Ando.)

Niki: You're Huggerz, the guy from Japan?

(Ando is handcuffed and sitting in a chair. There are still cops swarming everywhere)

Niki: He's one of my customers. I run a website. How did you find me?

Ando: WHOIS database. You need unlist, maybe.

Niki: You shouldn't have come. I live here. My kid is in the other room. What did you think was gonna happen?

Ando: I'm sorry. We chat so much online, I thought...I thought you maybe help me.

Niki: You got the wrong girl. That person that you see on the Internet, that's not me. You get the difference, right? Do you understand?

Detective: You want us to take him in for trespassing?

Niki: Just...let him go home.

Detective: Let's go.

Ando: It was...nice to meet you.

Detective: Okay.

(The officers escort Ando out)

Detective: We'll leave a squad car outside in case your husband decides to show, Ms. Sanders.

Niki: Thank you.

(The detective leaves.)

(Niki goes to check on Micah and then walks into the hallway. She has the feeling that she is not alone)

Niki: Hello?

(She heads back towards Micah's room where he is unfazed. She heads towards the kitchen. DL is hiding there)

(Hiro is waiting at the car when Ando returns)

Ando: I guess we call the artist again.

(Peter and Isaac are examining the picutre that Peter has just finished painting)

Isaac: How'd you do that?

Peter: I don't know.

Isaac: We have to save her.

(The phone rings)

Isaac: Ignore it. It's a wrong number. Some Japanese guy keeps calling, leaving messages.

(Peter answers the phone)

Peter: Hello?

(Hiro is on the phone)

Hiro: Mr. Isaac? Issac Mendez?

(Peter is on the phone)

Peter: Who is this?

(Hiro holds the phone so Ando can hear as well)

Hiro: Uh...my name is Hiro Nakamura.

(Peter is on the phone)

Peter: My name is Peter Petrelli. I have a message for you.

< END OF EPISODE >

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