Kara Wallace Clarke: (Emily listening to a voicemail on the White Haired Man's phone ) Gordon, it's me. Where are you? Some guy claiming to be a detective Lasky came by with a sketch asking questions. I-I know what I'm supposed to do and if I don't hear from you by tomorrow I'll start shutting everything down and go dark like we promised... Only I'm hoping I won't have to that somehow you're still okay. God, Gordon, please be okay. I love you.