MAN [TO AUTUMN]: I understand. And I think perhaps you lost your phone?
POWELL: Just watch your six. The Black Hawk filed a flight plan—New York City. Whoever the Major is, she's comin'.
BEN: I get it you blame me for Vance's death. But I didn't get your boss killed. Give me five minutes, and you'll know who did.
POWELL: One minute.
MAN AT PODIUM: An esteemed NSA Deputy Director, a man of honor and dignity, Robert Vance died as he lived in service of our great country, uncovering a domestic terror cell's bomb-making operation in Red Hook.
BEN: I'm excited to nerd out on it. I actually took some computer science in college.... Oh! - I'm I'm so I'm so sorry.
DAVID JONES: It's okay. It's, uh, not that hot.
POWELL: Shouldn't we trust our fellow agencies and not some civilian?
VANCE: This civilian just might be on to something.
VANCE: I had to make a lot of stuff disappear in my life. If I had to do it, it'd look a lot like this.
VANCE: This woman Michaela Stone photographed, who is she?
POWELL: I have no idea, but it sure seems like the Stones are hearing hoofbeats and thinking zebras.
BEN: No, I don’t care if I need an appointment. I want to speak with Deputy Director Vance right now.
DHS POLICE: Sir, I’m gonna ask you one last time, please step back.
SCIENTIST ONE: ...the structure of that airplane would've had to withstand extreme forces far in excess of what it was designed to withstand—
MODERATOR: So you're saying it wasn't a wormhole?