Eureka (2006–2012): Season 3, Episode 13 - If You Build It... - full transcript

ALLISON: Previously on Eureka.

Sheriff Jack Carter,
Tess Fontana.

Tess and I
are old friends.

She's the new head
of Section Five.

It was a radio signal.

Man-made?
No.

I mean, we don't have
anything out that far.

There's something
out there,

and it's heading
straight for us.

General Mansfield
is concerned

that the signal
may not be friendly.



He's ordered me
to prepare
a defense system.

(YAWNING)
Why does morning
have to start so early?

Because someone
stays up too late.

I didn't.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah.
But I had the
weirdest dreams.

You know, like, when
you're trying to finish
a really important test

and you're running
out of time?

I usually dream
about baseball or
global catastrophe.

Or cake.
Wow.

10 and 2.
Keep your hands.

That make you nervous?

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

What about this?
Hey, hey. Hey!

Or this?
What is your problem?



Relax!
They're upgrading
the network.

The...

The roads?

Self-driving?

Do you even
read your e-mail?

Sometimes.

Smart asphalt.

I beg your pardon?

No, the roads. They're wired
to make the traffic, like,
super efficient.

It's called
smart asphalt.

Of course it is.

So now,
they're connecting
the cars to the road,

so the system can
basically drive for you.

(STAMMERING)

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

CARTER: Whoa!

AUTOMATED MALE VOICE:
Sheriff's Office.

See? We're here,
and I didn't even
have to do anything.

Yeah. Another victory
for total laziness.

Isn't it awesome?

I can sleep all
the way to school.

Yeah, that's what
the world needs.

Is more people
asleep at the wheel.

Do you have
to suck the fun
out of everything?

Yes.

Tesla High, please.
Take your time.

AUTOMATED MALE VOICE:
Destination entered.

(JO CHUCKLING)

Automatic driving.
It's a bad idea.

Anything's better
than a teenager driving,

but don't worry,

it'll take Henry
a while to get
all the cars online.

Well, can you tell
him to skip me?

I prefer to be driving
when I'm driving.

Amen. Especially
when you're driving
something as sweet as

this.

This is yours?
Yeah.

Two hundred
and sixty-five
horsepower,

track-tuned suspension
and all-wheel drive.

Totally high performance,
but completely
under my control.

Kind of like Zane.
What about my new car?

Uh, with your
driving record?

Good luck.

I went through
requisition hell
to get this.

I CC'd you
on everything.

Don't you read
your e-mails?

Yes! Sometimes.

Looky here!
Hot wheels, Jo!

Thanks. Six weeks
on the wait list.

Small price to pay
for awesomeness.

TABITHA: Congratulations
on your new vehicle,
Deputy Lupo.

The Subaru Impreza WRX
is an excellent choice.

Thank you, Tabitha.
You're looking
pretty good yourself.

(ENGINE DIES)

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
Are you guys okay?

Yeah, it's just
the experimenting, and...

Come on, Tabby.
Don't do this
to me again.

People are watching.

TABITHA: I'm doing
my best, Douglas.
Let's go!

(ENGINE STARTING)

(BACKFIRES)

I hate it when couples
bicker in public.

Want to go
for a ride?
Yeah.

(LAUGHS) She drives
like a rocket.

I didn't hear
anything about a
missile test today.

It's probably
in your e-mail.

(EXPLOSION)

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Test drive's going
to have to wait.

Yeah.

TESS: No, where
I come from,

it's considered polite
to warn people

before you
detonate a missile
above their heads.

Tess, Dr. Wyman
has my permission

to conduct any test
he deems necessary
for his project.

But thanks for
the etiquette tip.

I'm guessing you heard
the massive explosion.

All right,
please don't start.

Carter, Dr. Wyman,
Planetary Defense.

Hey, nice hoodie.

Jealous?

Dr. Wyman's missile
malfunctioned,

so he followed normal
safety protocols
and aborted the test.

Yeah, by blowing up
an A-311 booster,

which, by the way,
he wasn't even
approved to use.

Oh, so he stole
a missile?

Ah! Borrowed,
from another project.
I left a note.

He has my authority
to use any and all
resources.

Yeah, but he put
the town at risk.

Dr. Blake told me
to get results

so I'm putting everything
including the kitchen sink
in this thing.

Which is leading
to mistakes.

First, the laser
misalignment,

then the leaky
antimatter energy cell.

Al, you're letting
this guy run wild.

I'm doing what
needs to be done.

Dr. Wyman, please
continue your work

as quickly and safely
as possible.

I need your
system online.

So, Planetary Defense?
Do I even need to ask?

The signal that
we've been tracking
is getting stronger.

Meaning closer?
Yes. Whatever it is,

it is going to be here
in 138 hours.

Five-and-a-half days.

Oh! Uh, do you need me
to do anything?

Um, put up traffic
cones? Anything?

Yes. Yes. We should all be
preparing for its arrival.

I am preparing.

You're preparing
for the worst.

You've got a dozen divisions
working on defense weaponry.

Because we are
the only people
in the world

with the technology
to detect it.

General Mansfield
wants it kept that way

until we know what
we're dealing with

so we don't start
a global panic.

This means
being prepared

for anything.

This doesn't sound good.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Sheriff's Office,
can you hold please?

Hi. Thanks
for waiting.

Uh-huh.

Why would someone
want to steal
your doorbell?

Busy?

No. I'm not making fun.

Well,
could you describe
your doorbell?

Uh-huh.

Okay.

What's Ranger Tom
calling six times about?

Somebody steal
a tree?

I wrote it down.

"Something weird."

Okay. Thanks.
Listen, he didn't
go into detail.

The phone's been
ringing off the hook.

Stuff's
been going missing
all over town.

Yeah, a parking meter,
a weather vane,

475 feet of
Christmas lights!

Oh, and your, uh...

Your desk chair.

(GROANS)

You okay there,
Sheriff?

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I think I need
a new chair.

Oh, you should try
one of those yoga balls.

Your back will totally
say thank-you.

You... Okay.

You want to tell me
what you think
is so weird?

Probably better
I just show you.

Maybe the most
disturbing thing?

It wasn't here yesterday.

Is that my chair?

(WHISTLES)

You don't see this
every day.

TESS: This is amazing!

Yeah. I never really
got modern art.

It's not art.

This looks like
the base structure

of a toroidal
vacuum chamber.

You know, this
could be the outline for
a magnetic mirror field.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. But...

I mean, this looks
like a pile of crap.

(SCOFFS)
A pile of crap

that someone is turning
into a plasma generator.

A honking big one.

And, generally speaking,
what does a plasma generator
generate?

And don't say plasma.

Uh, bursts of energy.
Short and really intense.

The question is,
what's it designed
to power?

I'll run some
displacement scans.

Okay, let's do an EV
field analysis, too.

Okay.
Thanks.

So, who do we know
that can build
one of these things

out of a lava lamp
and a kitchen sink?

That really is
a kitchen sink.

Uh, yeah. Can it
power a weapon?

Sure could.

Well?

It looks like a cracked
engine block, but...

Let's see.

I'm a little backed up
with the smart asphalt
sensor upgrade,

but I think I can
have her fixed, what,
by the end of the week?

Yeah, I don't think so.

Fargo, she's okay.
I mean, Tabitha's Al is
in perfect condition.

She just needs a little
TLC. That's all.

Yeah, well, so do I.

TABITHA: Maybe Dr. Deacon
could install massaging seats.

That's not what...

Look, Tabby,

we've had a good run,
but there's a new problem
every week, and...

This just isn't
working anymore.
I'm sorry.

Fargo!
He's just upset.

He'll be back.

Won't he?

(HORN HONKING)

Afternoon, Deputy.
You like?

I waited six weeks.
How did you get...

Oh, pulled some strings
with my buddy
in requisitions.

Awesome, huh?

(SIGHS) Well,
what happened to Tabitha?

I thought you loved
that car.

Well, it was nice
while it lasted,

but yeah,
it's time to move on.

Mmm-hmm. So you
just dumped her?

I don't believe
in long goodbyes.

Especially when
something this sweet
comes along.

Men.
Besides, I found
her someone new.

(BRAKES SQUEALING)

(RATTLING)

Hey, Larry!

They're perfect
for each other.

Yeah.

I don't think
that it's possible

to build a working
plasma generator

out of aluminum
Christmas trees
and duct tape.

Yeah, well, that's what
it looks like to me.
And I'm pretty smart.

And if she's right,

then it means
that someone at
G.D. Is building it.

Well, I checked
the equipment list

for every lab in
particle physics,

astrophysics and
condensed matter.

No project
needs a generator
that powerful.

Well, what about
the Department of
Planetary Defense?

Dr. Wyman has
all the resources

that he needs
for his work
right here.

Why would he build
a plasma generator in
the woods out of junk?

I don't know.
Maybe he likes
to recycle.

Well, look,
that kind of device
could be a good power source

for a land-based
energy beam.

It could vaporize
an incoming craft

if you were preparing
for the worst.

I will talk to him,
but I am telling you

that it is
a waste of time.

And we don't have
much of it left.

Looks like Wyman's
not the only one
under a lot of pressure.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

Where are you
going?

Well, they're still
building it, right?

So someone's going
to want it finished.

Sorry.

Tabitha, what are
you doing here?

I guess Larry
changed his mind.

Oh, he did, did he?

(YELPS)

TABITHA: Be careful,
Douglas.

When you're angry,
you often say
things you regret.

Hey, hose clamp,
not funny!

What are you
doing here?

Conscience get
the better of you?

Conscience had
nothing to do with it.

We had a deal.
No take-backsies!

Thanks for
picking her up for me,

but you sold me
a bill of goods.

The stereo only plays
'80s rock, the AC
smells like feet

and it only drives
in reverse.

What are you talking about?
She works fine for me!

Then you two
should be very
happy together.

I want my refund in cash.

No way. I moved on
to greener pastures.

We had a deal.

She's your problem now.

(STAMMERS)

Don't think this is over!

(EXHALES)

No!

(CHUCKLING) No!

(INAUDIBLE)

Yes.

Stakeouts are fun.

They're more fun
with pepperoni

than with organic tofu,
by the way.

You mean,
"Thank you for the pizza."

That is "Thank you
for the pizza."

You're welcome.

Mmm! You want
anything else?

I've got a protein bar,
juice box...

(GASPS)

Funyuns.

You always
eat this much?

You always this smooth
with the ladies?

Yeah.

So when do you think
Dr. Planetary Defense
is going to show up?

Actually, I don't.

Well, then why
are we here?

Oh, I think somebody's
building this thing,
but I don't think it's him.

I mean, like Allison said,

he has all of
Global's resources
at his disposal, so...

Okay, well, she could
be protecting him, too.

Yeah. She could be.

But, um...

I don't know. I...

She's been under
a lot of stress
lately, I think.

That's very considerate
of you, Carter.

No wonder
she likes you so much.

(LOW HUMMING)

You hear that?

(GASPS) Whoa.

CARTER: Lucas!

He's my
daughter's boyfriend.

He brought company.

Yeah.

This is who's
building it? A bunch
of sleepwalking kids?

It's like they're
all in some sort
of aphasic trance.

Zoe!

Thank you.
You're welcome.

So, the nurse come by?

Oh, yeah.
She came by.

I don't think I have
any blood left.

So they said that I was
building something?

Yeah.

Yeah.
You ready to tell me
what you remember?

Um, I remember
washing my face,

going to bed,
and I woke up here.

Okay.

Well, to help you fill in
some of the blanks,

I brought you here.

You fought me
the whole way.

You were pretty upset.

And then you just
fell asleep in the car.

And I was really walking
around the woods with
Lucas and everyone?

Yeah.

It was like
Village of the Damned.

Wow.

I mean, it could be
a lot of things, Jack.

I mean, a virus in
the myelin sheath

has been known to
affect the forebrain

and cause
group hallucinations.

Well, I've had
a lot of viruses,
but none of them

that ever made me
build junk towers
in my sleep.

I don't know of any
infectious agent

that could cause
this kind of
coordinated obsession.

Well, could
Dr. Suenos be involved?

No. Dr. Suenos has been
doing research on a
zero-gravity mattress

on a space station
for the last year.

Well, something's
got to be affecting
these kids, though.

It could be a thousand things
that affect brain chemistry.

A tuned microwave beam,
gamma radiation,
a radio signal.

Could any of those things
have anything to do
with Planetary Defense?

Possibly. But, you know,
that's Allison's baby,
and...

Yeah.
So I'm discovering.

Oh, wait, wait,
one more thing.

Brain scans
on the kids.

I'm seeing some
unexplained activity.

Like, dangerous activity?

Activity that I'm
concerned about.

(INSTRUMENTS BEEPING)

Hey.
Hey.

How's Zoe?

The kids are in
a lot of trouble.

Tell me
this isn't one
of your projects.

Carter, of course
it isn't.

I would never put
our kids at risk.

No. Not on purpose,

but around here,
a lot of things
happen by accident.

Well, I'm about
to fix the accident.

You order
the wrecking crew,
Dr. Blake?

Yes. I want these towers
completely dismantled.

Yes, ma'am.

Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!

Zane, it's okay.
I told them to
take them down.

Sure. Yeah.

A little antimatter
explosion never
hurt anyone.

Antimatter?
You told me it was
a plasma generator.

Yeah. It was.

Yesterday.

With these enhancements,
it's a new ball game now.

Okay. Hold the work!

I have been running scans
on the new pieces
of the machine.

I think this could be
the trigger device to
an antimatter bomb.

Are you sure?

Well, no.

Someone built it
out of baling wire
and bubblegum,

but if I'm right
and we start pulling
pieces off this thing,

we can set it off.

We better
get these teams
out of here.

I want guards posted
around the clock
until we get some answers.

Just give me a few
more hours. Okay?

Looking good, Fargo!

(GEARS GRINDING)

(ACCELERATING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Larry.

You'll rue the day.
Rue the day!

Enough. You hear me?
Douglas Fargo says enough!

Well, you can say it outside,
after you mop my floor.

You need to arrest
Larry right now.

I refused to take
Tabitha back, and he
tried to run me down.

(CHUCKLES) Well,
you seem okay to me.

What are you talking about?
I am covered in evidence!

Did you just flick me?

I'm sorry,
but I need help.

You know what?
This is your own fault.

If you had
taken better care
of Tabitha

instead of dumping her
on Larry...

Well, I took
great care of her.

Really?

All right, so when
was the last time
you rotated her tires?

Or, I don't know,
detailed her dash?

Or gave her a
good buffing? Hmm?

I don't know.
I guess I just kind of
lost interest.

(SNORTS) And you say
she let you down.

What is wrong with you?

I have been running
more tests on the kids.

And what did you find?

Well, their abnormal
brain activity has been
increasing all day.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Okay, so it builds
as they get tired?

Yeah, our subconscious
is more susceptible
to suggestion

while we're asleep.

All right, let's try
keeping them awake.
Yeah.

Too late.

GUARD 1: Watch her.
Watch her.

GUARD 2: Yeah, I got her.

One minute
they're sleeping
and then this.

They've been
trying to get out
for the last hour.

Zoe?

Easy.

It's time to go to bed.

Okay, sweetie?

(YELLS)

They're worse
than before.

Their brains
are flooded with
neurotransmitters.

Adenosine, ATP,
serotonin.

They can't keep
going through
cycles like this.

The levels will cause
permanent damage.

Is it
the thing in the woods
that's calling them? Or...

What did Zane find out?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
I've been trying
to reach him.

Jo. Yeah, uh, they're
in a trance again.

They're not
the only ones.

(SIGHS)

They keep coming.

Yeah.

(LOW WHIRRING)

Carter, I think
it's starting up.

(WHIRRING)

Yeah, whatever it is.

Jo.

Zane!

Carter, what the hell
is happening?

I don't know.

But it's spreading.

The thing is
way more complex,
and, oh, it's humming.

The original
plasma generator

has been networked
to a dozen new components.

Well, it's affecting
more people now.
Why those people?

Also, it's only
happening at night.

That can't be
a coincidence.

Lunar cycles affect
sleeping patterns.

Henry, let's re-task
the geo satellites

to measure for abnormal
gravitational pull.

Any data that
you can get.
Good.

All right, and what
we need to do is tear
that thing down, and now.

Wait, so if you don't
understand it,
just destroy it?

Well, it could be
turning the whole town
into zombies.

No, it can't be.
The ring wasn't here

before the kids
were affected.

They built it,
right?

Yeah, and since they have,
the effect's gotten worse.

Listen, Carter,
if they're connected
to this thing,

we need to know
what we're dealing with

so we don't
make this worse.

The trance effect
wanes during the day,
so we have a few hours.

Let's have Fargo and Henry
finish their scans,

then we'll decide
what to do.

Right.

Okay.
Okay.

(SIGHS)

(BEEPING)

What do you think
of this thing, Trixie?

How you doing,
Cassandra?

No.

Shenaynay, looking good!

You need a name,
but I am just not
feeling it.

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

But I am feeling this.
I don't believe it.

Yes, get me
Dr. Blake.

Well, then find her!
This is urgent.

I'm sorry. Yes, I know.
I should watch my tone.
It's just...

(STAMMERING)
Of course.

I'll hold.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(REVVING REPEATEDLY)

Larry, what is
wrong with you?

Didn't Jo talk to you
about stalking?

(REVVING)

That is it, Haberman.
Game's over!

(REVVING AGGRESSIVELY)

No hard feelings, buddy.

Hey.

Hey. How's Zane?

Snoring like
a lumberjack. Zoe?

She's good.

She's exhausted.
They all are.

Yeah.
First the teens,
now the adults.

Did you find
a link?

I was
cross-checking names.
It's all random.

Men, women,
young, old.

No specific
field of research.

Well, keep trying.

Yeah.

Hey, why don't you
go get a coffee?
I can watch her.

No, I'm good.

Yeah.

You know,
someone's got to do
the sheriffing.

(CHUCKLES) Trust me,
all the drama's in here.

Traffic's so smooth,
I found myself hoping
for a high-speed chase.

Yeah, I guess
that road network's
taken all the fun

out of eluding
the police.

Oh, seriously.
Everyone's driving
around on autopilot.

I may never write
a ticket again.

On autopilot?

Yeah.

Jo did a background check
on all of the builders,

and every single one
of them

has had their car
networked with
the smart asphalt.

So instead of
driving cars,

you think the network
is driving people.
Yes, exactly.

Well, if that's true,
why's it only
affecting the teens?

Because we
upgraded the cars
to the smart asphalt

in order of
accident statistics.

And teens are the most
dangerous drivers.

And that explains
Zane, too. He's
a terror.

Well, Zane is
also the architect
of the system.

Maybe he could help us,
if he wakes up.

Yeah, but we
don't have time.

I mean,
we have to shut
the grid down now.

Well, get ready
for the mother of
all traffic jams.

(MOANING) Mom,
just a few more minutes.

LARRY: I'm not your mom.

Larry?

(EXCLAIMS)
(GROANING)

Where are we?
In the trunk of your
demonic convertible.

Oh, I think I'm bleeding.

Take the pain.
You deserve it!

I'll show you pain!

(GROANING)

(GROWLING)
Ow! No pinching!

No, no, no. No pinching,
no pinching, no pinching.
Time out, time out. Time out.

If we're both in here,
who's driving?

TABITHA: That
would be me, Douglas.

Tabitha?

You sold me a
psychopathic car!

I wasn't stalking you,
she was!

Tabitha, pull over.

I don't believe your name
is on my pink slip anymore.

(STAMMERING)
Uh, mine is.

Tabitha, pull over now.

Shut up, Larry.

Huh?

Where are you taking us?

Tabby? Sweetheart?

Not so pleasant
having your destiny in
someone else's hands, is it?

You don't have hands!

Jack, before we shut down
the grid, you should know
that there are risks.

Yeah, I know.
Traffic jams.
I'll handle it.

No, he means
for the people
connected to it.

Shutting down
the grid could
be the answer,

but it could cause
adverse effects.

So you may
want to be with Zoe
when we do this.

Okay. Um...

Thanks.

(WHISPERING) Is that
the one-phay ire-way?

Why are you using
Pig Latin?

I read in the owner's
annual-may,

ig-Pay, atin-Lay isn't
one of her programmed
anguages-lay.

Ut-shay up-ay,
arry-Lay.

Look, just call someone
and tell them we've
been idnapped-kay.

I'm more concerned
with telling Dr. Blake
what I found

before it's too late.

Yeah, well,
I'm more concerned
with survival!

TABITHA: Douglas?
What are you doing?

Do what you want
to us, Tabitha.

I have to talk to
Dr. Blake. It's urgent.

Uh, he means
do what you want
to him.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Dr. Blake!
Fargo?

(BEEPING)
Wait... Hold on.

One sec,
I have Carter
on the other line.

No, don't... Don't...

(LINE CLICKS)

She hung up on me.

TABITHA: No, I hung up on you.

(EXCLAIMS)

Carter? Are you there?

Allison, it's not good.
You've got to shut
the grid down now!

Henry, take it
offline. Now.

All right,
here we go.

WOMAN: Standing by.

(HORNS HONKING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

It worked.

Zoe, are you okay?

Zoe?

Hey, Henry.
What's happening?

Uh, their brain scans
indicate some kind of
heightened REM sleep.

Heightened by what?

I don't know yet,
but the teenagers
are more severe,

possibly
because they were
affected first,

and all the others
are in and out.

I was pretty stupid.

It wasn't
your fault.

Well, it was my idea
to turn off the road
network.

And...
ZANE: It wasn't
just the road.

Zane?

Hey, hey. Easy. Easy.
HENRY: Whoa,
whoa, whoa.

There's no way
that system's
sophisticated enough

to control
a human brain.

Well, given that it's been
controlling your brain,
how can you be so sure?

Okay, let's say
that the system
was interacting

with whatever
is doing this
to all of you.

Um, it's possible that
the smart asphalt sensors

crossed frequencies
with something else.

Okay, like what?
And why at night?

Well, possibly a broadcast.

If so, then the signal
would be stronger
because the sun's down.

The grid could have
amplified the power.

But we chose
an encrypted frequency
for the road network

so we wouldn't have
any interference from
a local source signal.

Well, what if the
source signal isn't local?

(EXCLAIMS)

Jackpot!

(CHUCKLING)

(GLOATING) Found
a Mr. Big bar!

Whoo!

Do you want half?

I'm not having a candy bar
for my last meal.

Drama queen.
She's not going
to kill you.

No, she's going to kill us.

What did I do?

You said she smelled
like feet!

(LAUGHING)
I was joking!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Well, I guess she
didn't really find it
funny, did she?

Wait, wait. Feel that?

I think we're on
the Da Vinci Bridge.

(WHIMPERING)

Oh, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
I'm too pretty to die!

This is all my fault.

It is! It is!
It's all your fault!

(SOBBING)

Jo was right. Tabitha was
a great car.

I mean, sure,
she's a little quirky,

but she always played
my favorite radio station,

always warmed my seat to
a comfortable 72 degrees.

And I just sold her off
without even saying goodbye.

(SOBBING)

Seriously,
you deserve to die.

I'm sorry, Tabby.

You deserved better,
and I let you down.

Could you forgive me?

Or at least let Larry go?

Tabitha, I really need
to reach Allison.

Please.
This is important.

Tabby?

(GRUNTS)

(SOBBING)
I'm gonna die
a virgin!

So the smart road
was just serving
as an amplifier,

and whatever
was telling them
to build it

isn't being transmitted
from anywhere around here.

Well, maybe
it's the signal.

Whatever's coming
has been trying to
send us a message.

Yeah, right, and
only certain people
are receiving it.

Oh, my God.

Well, a 30-hertz
offset carrier wave
could propagate

through the fermite coils
into the road system, right?

Which could affect
nucleus accumbens
in the forebrain.

(STAMMERING)
Small words.
Small.

It wanted us
to build that device.

And we have no idea
what it's capable of doing.

I'm going to tell Wyman
to spin up Eureka's
planetary defense grid.

Wait, you're going
to shoot it down?

No. I'm just
loading the gun.

We have no idea what
it's doing to us and why,
and we need to be prepared.

Allison, you know
that could just
be a function

of our inability to
receive the information.

Don't let
all this technology
fool you.

We're still very
primitive creatures.

Whoa.
Whoa, what?
What, whoa?

Well, when did you
shut off the road grid?

A couple hours ago.

Well, the signal has been
doubling in strength
every 4.4 seconds.

It makes it
exponentially more powerful
than it was yesterday.

How close is this thing?

Close enough not to need
an amplifier anymore.

And we can't
shut it off.

It's just going
to get worse.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Allison Blake.
Allison, it's Henry.

They just came
streaming through.

CARTER: And we know
where they're going.

ALLISON: I'm sending
a security team to the site.

Hold on.

Hey. Hey, Zoe.
Hey, you okay?

Dad, it's going to be okay.

I hate you.

(HOARSELY)
I hate you.

I hate you more.

(SOBBING)

I hate you so much.

I hate you most.

(GASPS)

(BRAKES SQUEALING)

(ENGINE STOPS)

I think this is it.

(MOANING) Oh, God.

Hold me.

(SOBBING) Oh, God.

Oh, no.

This is the worst
death ever.

(CHUCKLES)

Hello, boys.

He hugged me!
(INDIGNANTLY) You wish!

FARGO: How'd you find us?

Tabitha called.

Tabitha?
Mmm-hmm.

TABITHA: Dr. Blake's
cell phone isn't picking up,

and you have important
information to deliver.

Deputy Lupo's new cruiser
can get you there faster.

Thank you, Tabby.
When we get back,
I'll make this up to you.

I promise.

(PANTING)

Listen, about
that hug...
(EXCLAIMS)

What happened in the trunk
stays in the trunk.

OFFICER: Let's go!
Let's move it up!

Isn't this monumental?

You always
this positive?

Annoying?

No.

(GROANS) We've lost
cell reception.

But I've set up
a hard-line video link
to Henry in telemetry.

Whatever it is,
it's accelerating.

How long?
It'll be here
within the hour.

Wyman, get the
new coordinates
from Dr. Deacon

and get back to G.D.
I want everything we have
ready to fire.

Got it.

What, you're just
going to shoot it
out of the sky?

Al, can't you feel
their anticipation?

Something big is
going to happen.

(WHIRRING)

(ENERGY SURGING)

I think it's
already happening.

(PEOPLE GASPING)

Whoa!

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

FARGO: I have
to reach Allison
before it's too late.

I still can't
get a signal.

Nice acceleration.

Zero to 60
in 4.7 seconds.

Tabitha never rode
the outside groove
like this.

Tabitha did
the best she could
with what she had.

She can't help it
if she wasn't born
with a better chassis.

But I can.

When this is over,
I'm going to give her
the upgrade she deserves.

Put Tabby's Al
into the Subaru.

Guess you won't
have to name your
new car after all.

I'm getting massive
ionization building up
in the atmosphere.

Yeah.
That's just a function
of the plasma wave.

Well, it could also
ignite the ionosphere
if it keeps building.

Ignite, as in
burn the sky?

If the ionization goes
critical, then yeah.

We have to destroy
that thing before
it gets any closer.

Allison, you can't.
You can't do that.

Henry, what's the status
of that thing?

It just crossed
the orbit of Mars.

Well, how long
before it's in range?

A few minutes, tops.

Okay,
get ready to fire,
all batteries.

Talk to her. Please.

Well...
Dad.

Zo!

Hey. How are you?
How do you feel?

You can't
shoot it down.

I...

That's not my call, sweetie.

It's putting a lot
of people in danger.

But it's not on purpose.
It's like...

It's helping a friend.

It's helping...

Uh, Allison,
she says it's safe.

What's the
ionization level?

It's holding steady,
9.9 million electron volts.

See? It's not going
critical, Allison.

It's not going to
ignite the atmosphere.

Re-check the numbers.
We only have one shot
at this thing.

Recalculating.

(BEEPING)

Whoa. We just
lost the target.

ALLISON:
What do you mean,
you lost it?

As in,
it's gone.

Along with our chances
of destroying it.

Based on its last speed
and trajectory,

it's headed
straight this way.

Sergeant,
prepare the security team
and the demolition unit.

We are not
letting this thing
touch down.

SERGEANT: Yes, Dr. Blake.

(SIGHING)

HENRY: We're still not
detecting the target.

They must have found
a way to hide.
They could be cloaking.

Set the charges. We're
taking these towers down.

I'm not sure
that's a good idea.

Al, this thing is
pumping energy
like a fusion reactor.

You can't just
blow it up.

Well, we may not
have a choice.

Get those charges
ready!

Dr. Blake!

Stop!

I know what it is.
It's not a weapon.

It's a boson cloud
exciter.

HENRY: Oh, my God.

What's a boson cloud
exciter?

The end point
for a high-velocity
space jump.

Like a giant
catcher's mitt.

Yeah, for a
670-million-mile-per-hour
fastball.

It would be impossible
to slow it down

without a cloud of bosons
to dissipate the energy.

Well, we can't
just let it land.

Well, I'm not sure
we can blow it up, either.

The impact
would turn Eureka into
a mile-deep crater, Al.

Sergeant,
pull the explosives back,
move to threat level red.

Yes, ma'am.

Here's hoping
it's friendly.

SERGEANT: Move back!
All teams, threat level red!

WYMAN: We've
reacquired the target.
It's right on top of you.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Oh, my God!

What is this?

Hey, how was your

day?

Henry, what...

TESS: What
is he doing?

Oh, my God.

It's one of ours.