The Detour (2016–2019): Season 1, Episode 1 - The Pilot - full transcript
Family skips plane ride and drives to vacation spot. Big mistake.
Walter?
Walter, sweetie.
Come to bed,
it's after midnight.
Again.
Walter!
WALTER: Be right there.
Honey.
Five more minutes.
You need your sleep.
You know how you get.
Another five minutes.
Well, I'll be asleep.
And don't even think
of trying anything
when you get up here.
That ship has sailed.
(BEEPING)
That works, right?
Bingo.
(BEEPING)
(WHIRRING)
Susan? Susan, it works!
(BEEPING)
Oh, no.
(THUNDER CLAPPING)
I told you we should have
made a left back there.
Don't make me
use pepper spray.
Are all cops this angry?
This isn't angry.
I was angry
at the truck stop
when you told the waitress
that I touched you funny.
We're way past angry.
Would it kill 'em to post
a road sign once in a while?
Will you remind me
again why we're not
on a plane right now?
Oh, that's right.
The big, bad marshal's
afraid to fly.
You don't wanna
push me right now.
Look, I'm just saying
that if we would've made
a left back there...
Don't say anything.
Fine.
It's just funny and all...
Seriously, I'll pay you.
I mean, you track me
across three states,
you find me
in a city of, like,
half a million people
and then you get us lost
on the way back.
I mean, you gotta
appreciate the irony.
Or not.
We're not lost. We're just
taking the scenic route.
Yeah, well, the scene sucks.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Whoa! Where did
that guy come from?
Hey, high beams, moron!
Was that...
I mean, did you just see...
What?
Us.
I'm really not in the mood.
We just passed
our car with us inside.
And I thought
I was sleep deprived.
I'm totally serious!
So am I, so just take
a nap or something
so I can concentrate.
Listen. Dog.
No, you listen, homegirl.
No! Dog!
(ZOE SCREAMS)
(ZOE SCREAMING)
(GROANING)
You okay?
You call this
protective custody?
You're okay.
Wait, where are you going?
To check the damage.
And what if you
don't make it back?
I'll be stuck in here like
those guys in the plane
who had to eat each other.
You're right.
I know!
Here. Here's some ketchup.
Start at your feet,
work your way up.
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
Karma's a bitch, huh?
For the last time,
there is no "other us."
I know what I saw!
What you think you saw.
Look, it was an honest-to-God
paranormal encounter.
You are an honest-to-God
paranormal encounter.
(LAUGHS)
Does that sense of humor
come with the badge?
Civilization at last, huh?
By whose definition?
Come on.
Hey, kid!
Hey. Hey,
you got a sheriff
here in town?
I'm not supposed
to talk to strangers.
Oh, give me a break.
You're absolutely right.
And under normal
circumstances,
that's a great policy,
but as it happens,
I'm one of the good guys.
What grade are you in?
Eleventh.
See that guy
picking up rocks?
Yeah?
Walk two blocks past him.
Turn left at the stand
of deciduous trees.
It'll be 60 meters
past the park.
Great.
"Deciduous"?
It means they shed
their leaves once a year.
Thanks, Einstein,
I knew that.
I'm an Oppenheimer.
The Einsteins
live on 4th.
Well, thanks!
What a freak.
Shut up.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
Watch it!
Can I help you?
Yeah, me and...
Is that coffee?
Excuse me?
Well, sorry, we've
just been up all night,
and I could really use a fix.
Does this look
like Starbucks?
Sorry, Deputy...
Lupo.
Right.
Maybe we got off
on the wrong foot.
I'm Jack Carter. I work for...
Gun!
(GROANING)
Move and you'll spend
the rest of your days
sucking meals
through a straw!
I'm a U.S. Marshal!
Right.
Check my coat pocket!
(COUGHING)
Hmm. Imagine that.
(GROANING)
Should have said something.
(COUGHING)
Before or after
you stood on my neck?
Where's Zoe?
What's a Zoe?
Did somebody lose this?
She says her name is Shania.
"Shania"?
What?
He's a U.S. Marshal.
COBB: Really? We don't get
many of those here.
(LAUGHING) Of course,
we don't get many
of anybody around here!
Bill Cobb, County Sheriff.
Jack Carter.
I see that you've
become acquainted
with my deputy.
Intimately.
Yeah.
Coffee?
Okay.
So what can we do
for you, Marshal?
Well, I was transporting
this one to LA
when we had
a little bit of an accident.
Is that right?
Are you all right?
Yeah, we ran into a...
Ourselves.
You ran into yourselves?
CARTER: Off the road.
We ran ourselves
off the road trying
to avoid a dog.
Oh, yeah,
he's a local hazard.
So how can I help you?
What can I do for you now?
Actually, I was hoping
that you could hang
onto the kid
while I went and
dealt with the car.
Well, I don't see
why not. Jo?
You cannot be serious!
(EXCLAIMS)
You just gonna
lock me up here?
Yeah.
Have you seen Deliverance?
I'm guessing
you guys don't get
AAA out here?
No, we have Henry.
Jo, give Henry a call.
Have him bring
the tow truck around.
Let's get
the Marshal on his way
as quickly as possible.
Right.
(PHONE RINGING)
HENRY: Spencer!
I'm coming!
Spencer, can you grab that?
"Answer the phone, Spencer!"
"Close the window, Spencer!"
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
There's no answer.
Hmm.
Here goes nothing.
Yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Yes, yes, yes!
"Refill the liquid nitrogen,
Spencer."
Henry!
(LAUGHING)
No! No!
(EXPLOSION)
Now he'll answer.
Yeah!
Spencer! Spence!
Hey, Spencer.
(PHONE RINGING)
You okay?
(GROANING)
You all right?
Hello?
JO: Henry, Lupo.
Bring the truck.
Yeah, Jo, yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'm on my way.
And what was that explosion?
What explosion?
I didn't hear anything.
(LAUGHING)
He says
he didn't hear anything.
(LAUGHING)
He never does.
We'll get it off the ground
next time, you'll see.
Hey, hey, Walter!
HENRY: Susan!
Morning, Henry!
Give it another go, did we?
Oh, almost, almost.
Almost got it this time.
Where are you all off to?
(STUTTERING) We're just
getting away for the weekend.
You know, a little
quality time with the family.
We'll be back, though.
Okay, then.
Hey, hey, Brian!
Come on, give me some.
All right!
You know what, man?
I don't know
who's growing faster,
you or that pup.
Who wants
treats for the road?
I do!
Take care, Henry.
Yeah, you, too.
SPENCER: Nice.
You said treats.
Am I being punished?
Not yet, now scoot.
Walter?
Walter?
Huh?
Everything okay?
(STUTTERING) Oh, yeah.
Sure, I...
I've just been
working too hard.
It always puts
Susan a little on edge.
You know, you're not alone.
Lots of families
go through this.
Maybe you should
talk with Beverly...
No.
Thank you, but
everything's under control.
We'll see you.
BRIAN: Come on, boy.
SUSAN: Just wait
in the motor home, honey.
Nice.
Henry knows
something's wrong.
Well, maybe we should
just reconsider,
tell them what happened.
I'm sure they'll understand.
No, it's too late for that.
But you said yourself,
we will never have
another opportunity like this.
I know.
But you gotta
trust me, Susan.
This isn't just about us.
Not anymore.
Act normal.
I am acting normal.
Then go shopping.
Go shopping. Buy something.
(DOG BARKING)
Wow, cool!
(SNARLING)
(DOG BARKING)
Okay, kiddo,
where to first?
Museum of Theoretical
Physics or that new
super collider in...
Oh, dear God.
Oh, no. No.
Honey?
Brian?
Brian!
Oh, no!
Brian!
Brian!
Brian!
Oh, nice landing.
Thanks.
How'd you get out?
Carefully.
And right about
there should do it.
Let's take a look.
(EXCLAIMS)
So, you're a U.S. Marshal?
Yup.
Must be exciting work.
Not at the moment.
I just was never
completely clear as to
what you fellows do.
It varies.
Protect federal witnesses,
bring back escaped felons,
transport prisoners.
So that little girl,
she'd be a...
Oh.
How long you been
in the tow business?
I don't do this for a living,
I do this for fun.
I just always
liked fixing things.
I was an engineer
back in the day.
As in trains?
Space shuttles.
So, I can fix it.
It's just gonna
take me a few days.
No, no, no, I gotta be
back in LA tomorrow.
Bright side,
it'll give you some time
to take in the sights.
Perfect.
COBB: Are you sure
you counted right?
Okay, I'll be right over.
That was Ned Carver.
He claims aliens
abducted some of his
cattle again, so...
Tell him to call me when they
move on to anal probes.
Wait, that didn't
come out right.
Happening little
burg you have here.
Yeah, well,
we have our days.
Hey, GI Josefina.
What's with all the firepower?
Hot date?
That's one.
What, like that's supposed
to scare me or something?
That's two.
(PHONE RINGING)
Lupo.
COBB: She must like you.
I've never seen her get
as high as two before.
What? When?
Oh, okay.
(ALARM BUZZING)
Just keep everybody there,
we're on our way.
Whoa, what?
There's a situation
at Henry's station.
How bad?
It's Henry's station.
I got your gun.
No guns.
Susan.
It's a small one.
COBB: No.
We're gonna find him, okay?
You two need each other now.
You just stay with each other.
All right, what I would like
to do is organize you
into three groups.
Everyone see the tree line?
JO: You guys see
the tree line? It's
right over there.
What we're gonna do
is we're gonna sweep
towards the tree line.
Okay, thank you!
Let's go, people!
Here comes the cavalry.
Great, that's all I need.
Hey, Sheriff,
what's going on?
There's a boy missing.
Is he lost
or was he kidnapped?
We don't know.
We don't know at this point.
Okay, call Highway Patrol.
What you're gonna want
are roadblocks on all
the major arteries, and...
Hold that.
...and put Search and Rescue
guys to comb the...
Yourjacket's on the ground.
We've all seen
The Fugitive, Marshal.
How about you let us
take care of this?
I don't wanna step
on any toes, sir,
but I do have
a lot of experience
at this kind of thing.
Trust me, you don't. Henry?
Yeah, one minute.
Okay.
Wow.
Huh.
Looking for something?
You know you're disturbing
an active crime scene?
Well, actually,
I'm investigating
an active crime scene.
Jack Carter, U.S. Marshal.
Allison Blake,
Department of Defense.
Hmm.
I didn't see that coming.
Well, now that we're
done with the introductions,
Mr. Carter...
Well, actually,
it's Marshal Carter,
but you can call me Jack.
Hey, I don't like
to repeat myself.
Yet something tells
me you're going to.
Wow, you see,
I've seen some strange stuff.
This is why
the D.O.D. Is out here
in the middle of nowhere?
I'm not at liberty to say.
Come on, Miss Blake,
we're on the same team.
That's Agent Blake, Marshal,
and we're not even
in the same league.
This is way out of
your jurisdiction.
Actually,
I'm a U.S. Marshal,
so technically,
the United States
is my jurisdiction.
Careful, though,
wouldn't want you disturbing
an active crime scene.
Look...
Brian.
The missing boy?
Yeah.
Hey.
It's okay.
What are you doing?
Relax, it's not blood.
Then what?
Chocolate.
Hershey's Big Block
with almonds.
How could you
possibly know that?
Believe it or not,
I have done this before.
But there's one small detail
I usually like to ascertain
before launching
a full-scale manhunt
for a missing person.
And that would be?
That there is, in fact,
a person missing.
Hi, Brian.
Brian.
COBB: Brian?
Brian! Brian!
Were you hiding
in the RV the whole time?
Yes.
Everybody missed it.
COBB: Not everybody.
I guess he's
smarter than he looks.
I'm gonna let
Jo handle it.
No, no,
I'll handle him. I...
No, Jo. She's perfect.
I need you to stay focused
on finding what caused this.
No, Jo! Jo!
Sheriff.
Sheriff, please.
It looks like you really
stepped in it, Marshal.
It wouldn't be
the first time.
I suppose I should thank you.
How about you tell me
what's going on here instead?
Sorry, Marshal, but...
Yeah. Yeah, I know,
you're not at liberty to say.
Oh, hey, Marshal?
One, oh, I don't know,
maybe two days.
(HISSING)
Three days, max.
You may be here a while.
I'm getting that impression.
Come on, I have
a place you can stay.
Really?
I'll drive.
Yeah, no,
you can turn around. Yeah.
Taggart, go home.
We found Brian.
TAGGART: Sheriff?
Yeah?
That's not all we found.
Better come take a look.
It's supposed
to be my day off.
Yeah, well, I owe you one.
Yes, you do.
Hey, Taggart.
Watch your step.
So what do we got?
I was hoping
you could tell me.
Careful. Poison ivy.
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
Looks like the boy's dog
in the back of the RV.
And this is
just the beginning.
Well, this is it.
What?
Nothing.
(LAUGHING)
You didn't think
that I was taking you
to my place.
No!
Because I'll tell you
right now, this isn't
Madison County,
and you're definitely
not Clint Eastwood.
Well, yeah!
He's twice my age.
You can get out now.
Yeah.
You know,
Agent Blake, just because
you've dropped the subject,
doesn't mean that I have.
Marshal, whatever
you think is going on
with us, trust me, it's not.
I was talking about the RV.
I knew that.
(ENGINE STARTING)
Hello?
Anybody here?
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
You must be the Marshal.
That was fast.
Small town, big mouths.
I'm Beverly Barlowe.
Jack Carter.
The helicopter there,
was that...
Sorry,
some of my clients require
a certain level of discretion.
Clients?
Guests.
Yes.
Well, you look exhausted.
Let's get you settled in.
Thank you.
Here we go, nice and cozy.
Will your wife
be joining you?
My wife?
Oh, not likely.
We're separated.
Was it the sex?
Excuse me?
Well, it's a common problem
in long-term relationships.
People get bored,
they want to
experiment sexually,
and they don't know
how to express their needs.
Well, not that
sharing my sex life
with a total stranger
doesn't sound
like loads of fun,
at the moment,
my needs are
a nap and a shower.
You're the guest.
Pleasant dreams, Jack Carter.
WARREN: Is that Nanuk,
their dog?
Okay, what do you got?
Inventory confirms it.
One of the Sentex chips
is definitely missing.
From Section Five? That's
not possible, the security
cameras would have...
Not if they were disabled.
Some kind of
electromagnetic disruption
corrupted the entire system.
Whoever did this
knew what they were doing.
Okay, well, who has
access to that area?
Besides yourself?
Yeah, besides myself, Fargo.
Only people with
S-Five clearance.
Not that I meant...
Okay, look, I want you
to make a list. I want this
handled quickly and quietly.
Shouldn't we tell someone?
What if it falls
into the wrong hands?
What if this wasn't
an accident?
Just handle it.
Handle what, Mr. King?
The audit.
We should get started
right away.
If a project at the facility
was responsible...
Well, how long is
that gonna take?
A few days, maybe a week.
That's too long.
Well, you have
a better idea, Sheriff?
Yes, I do. We cease
all operations until
we figure this thing out.
No, not with
the Appropriations Committee
breathing down my neck.
It's review time,
careers are on the line.
Whose career are
you worried about?
Careful, Sheriff,
you're not the only one
with influence around here.
I don't want this
getting out of hand.
Oh, no, it won't.
Not as long as everyone
stays calm, does their job.
If something at the facility
is responsible for this,
I need everyone where
they belong, working
to isolate the problem.
Don't walk away from...
Yeah, you got 24 hours.
Oh, crap!
Where are my clothes?
Miss Barlowe?
Miss Barlowe!
Doing a little
undercover work?
Someone took my clothes.
Oh, they were a little ripe.
I hope you don't mind.
Oh, sorry. Thanks.
Excuse me.
Oh, sure.
Henry called
while you were sleeping.
Yeah?
Yeah, he said it's gonna
take longer than he thought.
Something about
sending out for parts.
Oh, yeah.
Well...
I need to know where
I can get a car in town.
You can take mine.
But just be sure
to have it back before dark.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Have a great day.
Thanks.
(SIGHS)
A solar car?
"Before dark." Got it.
(BEEPS)
Pretty impressive, Jo.
It's Deputy Lupo.
Where'd you learn
to do that, anyway?
U.S. Army. Special Forces.
Well, that explains
some things.
What things?
Nothing. None of my business.
You got something
to say, say it.
Okay. It's just
the whole tough girl image.
I mean, it's fine
and everything, but some guys
might find it intimidating.
Oh, unless of course
you're into chicks,
then that's fine, too.
Stop talking.
(GRUNTS)
CARTER: What the hell?
KEVIN: Archimedes.
Excuse me?
Greek mathematician.
Discovered hydrostatics.
"Eureka!" Get it?
Not really. No.
When's your birthday?
May 13th, 1969. Why?
Five, 13, '69.
You're a Tuesday.
I'm 11, 18, '97.
That's a Tuesday, too.
Good to know.
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
Morning.
You are in big trouble!
Just wait until the judge
hears that you kept a minor
locked up all night.
Yeah, here. File a complaint.
Deputy, where's the Sheriff?
Can't you see I'm busy?
Honestly?
You wanna know
where the Sheriff is?
He's out on police business.
Which is where I should be,
instead of babysitting
Felon Spice here.
Hey!
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna stop doing your job
and start doing mine.
Something I said?
No, I guess you just have
that effect on women.
Oh, what is that
supposed to mean?
Forget it.
No, really.
I would love to get
some sage advice
from a teenager
caught impersonating
a flight attendant.
Oh, please.
How hard is it to do this?
Seriously,
you can't keep doing this.
You can't keep running away
from your mother.
Why not? You did.
Zoe.
No, your mom and I, we tried.
It's just, some people
just don't work.
"Don't work"?
Dad, all you do is work.
Zoe, that's...
Do you need anything?
Not from you.
Okay.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Stellar job.
Father of the Year.
(DOG BARKS)
Mother!
(EXCLAIMS)
Find a crosswalk!
(DOG BARKING)
All right, let's see what
you people are hiding.
(DOG BARKING)
(SIZZLES)
Okay, this is the
creepiest thing I've...
(GROANING)
This is not good.
(GROANING)
Morning, sunshine!
Where am I?
What's going on?
Afraid I can't say, mate.
Well, where are you taking me?
Can't say that either.
Look, whoever you are...
Call me Taggart.
Taggart.
Not sure if you realize this,
but you've just
assaulted and kidnapped
a Federal Marshal.
Yeah, sorry about that.
Just doing my job.
Your job?
What kind of job?
Oh, "Can't say."
(CRASHING)
(CARTER SCREAMING)
What is
wrong with you?
Lowjack.
Whoa, whoa...
TAGGART: I got you this time.
Hang on,
you're a dogcatcher?
Biological
containment specialist.
(GUN FIRES)
(DOG BARKING)
Hey!
Are you insane?
You sneaky little bastard.
You just shot that guy!
With a non-addictive
Phenothiazine derivative.
Perfectly harmless.
It's just a dog,
for crying out loud.
Now you listen to me, friend.
I've tracked polar bear
across the Arctic tundra,
dived with great whites
off the Barrier Reef,
hunted with the prides
of the Serengeti,
but none of it even begins
to compare with what
that animal's put me through.
It's not just a dog, Marshal.
It's the devil himself.
Oh, yeah, he's stable.
(GRUNTING)
(CREAKING)
You gotta be kidding me!
(GRUNTING)
No, he's totally
wrong for you.
You think?
Yeah.
Oh!
"Confident law enforcement
professional seeks same."
Hello?
I don't know
if you noticed,
but Johnny Laws tend to be
self-centered control freaks.
Where's Cobb? I wanna
know what's going on,
I wanna know now!
See what I mean?
Is there a problem, Marshal?
I don't know. You tell me.
I mean, one minute I'm driving
my delinquent daughter
back to Los Angeles,
and the next I'm in the middle
of the freaking Twilight Zone!
Why don't you just calm down?
No, don't tell me
to calm down!
I've had it with you people,
and I've had it
with your crazy town!
Now you start talking,
or I'll have 50 marshals
down here by nightfall.
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
I'm afraid
I can't allow that.
Really?
And just how do you plan
on stopping me?
(BONES CRACKING)
Hey, Lowjack.
If you're hungry,
there's plenty
of leftovers in the fridge.
Pudding, you got some cheese,
you got some sauerkraut,
but don't touch
my sandwich!
Don't touch it.
That's my sandwich.
Go ahead.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hi, Allison.
We have a problem
with the Marshal.
(BARKS)
We should talk.
I'm on my way.
Something's happening.
What's happening?
I don't know.
It's not good.
Sheriff! Sheriff!
It's really not good.
Oh, no, no, no! No!
Son of a bitch! No! Stop!
No! Help! Help!
Help!
Sheriff?
Sheriff? Oh, my God.
Sheriff?
(GROANING)
He's got experience. So what?
The way I see it,
we have two options. We can
get rid of him, or use him.
I know my preference.
He wrecked my cage.
He found the kid.
We would have
found him eventually.
Smashed it to pieces.
Without Cobb, we are gonna...
He'll pull through. He has to.
Built that cage
with my own two hands.
You'll build a new one.
Yeah, but not as good.
Jo, the guy's obviously
good at what he does.
And right now,
we need every resource
at our disposal.
I still think
it's a bad idea.
Marshal, come on,
let's go for a ride.
So, back there,
when you said,
"Get rid of him,"
was that like,
you know, "Buy him
a bus ticket, get rid of him,"
like, you know...
First things first.
Standard
non-disclosure agreement.
It says that you will be
charged with treason if you
tell anyone what you see here.
A lot of people would like
to get their hands on
what I'm about to show you.
Sign it.
Where are you taking me,
Area 51?
Please. They wish
they had our security.
Slow down.
What are you doing?
(LAUGHING)
Ma'am.
(BEEPING)
What in the...
You're all clear.
I think I'm blind.
Relax. That almost
never happens.
CARTER: Oh!
Oh, man,
what did I just sign?
Welcome to Eureka.
It started during
World War II,
when Einstein realized that
our future was in the hands
of scientists, not soldiers.
Wait, Einstein?
Like the Einstein?
He convinced
President Truman
to create a haven
where the world's greatest
thinkers could live and work.
And since then,
most of our major
scientific breakthroughs
have happened
right here in Eureka.
Hold on.
Put that on, please.
Whoa.
So where do you fit in,
in all this?
I mean, no offense,
but you don't strike me
as the science type.
I'm the government liaison.
It's my job
to make sure the research
being done here is...
Profitable.
I was gonna say productive,
but building a better
tomorrow doesn't come cheap.
Guess that explains
Fort Knox.
Section Five restricted
to military projects only.
Military? You mean weapons?
Couldn't say. You need
NSA clearance to enter.
Well, so much for building
a better tomorrow.
Life is full
of compromises, Marshal.
The tradeoff is
that Eureka has
the best of everything.
School, housing, health care.
I hope with
an emphasis on the latter,
after what I've seen.
There are always risks.
You've had problems before.
Occasionally.
Like?
Global warming.
I'd like you to meet
one of our top scientists.
(GRUNTING)
Simulation off!
Fargo, this is not Level Six!
Actually, that's Level Four.
You mastered that last week.
I could recalibrate
the system if it's
too advanced for you.
WARREN: No. It's fine.
Did you need something?
Allison Blake's
on her way up.
Sheriff Cobb was injured.
Really? Better put on
my sad face.
Hey, hey, hey! Easy, easy.
It's not a toy.
You could put
somebody's eye out.
There's also a visitor,
a U.S. Marshal.
In Eureka?
Maybe there's a dangerous
fugitive on the loose.
Wouldn't that be exciting?
Don't be ridiculous.
I know, what was I thinking?
But then again,
why else would he be here?
(ELEVATOR DOOR OPENING)
What's all this for?
Professor King is
trying to locate
the Point of Origin.
Origin of what?
Everything.
Life, the universe.
It all had to start somewhere.
Precisely where is
what I intend to find out.
Professor Warren King,
Marshal Jack Carter.
Oh.
Professor King is
a Nobel laureate
and noted astrophysicist.
Wow, well, I'm captain
of my division softball team.
It sounded better in my head.
I see what you mean.
Allison,
how's the Sheriff doing?
He's still in surgery.
But the Marshal
has agreed to help us
during his absence.
The Marshal?
Oh, how generous.
Well, you must find all
of this a bit shocking.
Well, I'm from LA.
Nothing shocks me.
I see.
Well, almost nothing.
Well, perhaps we should
just jump right in.
Right.
WARREN: It's right this way.
We carbon-dated
the trees in and around
the event perimeter.
They range in age from 12
to 1,200 years old.
I take it that's not normal.
What about that
sounds normal?
Rapid aging like that can
only be caused by some
sort of quantum anomaly.
And then there's the temporal
bilocation of the RV...
I'm sorry,
come again?
Temporal bilocation.
Fargo!
Somehow, the back
half of the RV became
momentarily isolated
from the front.
It's caught
in a different time stream.
Where it ended up
was a direct result
of the earth
rotating beneath it
during stasis.
How is that possible?
Well, it's a good question.
We're auditing
all active projects,
but so far,
none of them seem related.
Including yours?
Hold on!
That's all right,
Allison, Marshal's just
being thorough.
No, my research
involves using
advanced pattern
recognition software
to trace cosmological events.
So, unless you're
afraid of a little math...
And what about Section Five?
Surely you have more than math
locked up in there.
Details concerning
S-Five labs are all
strictly classified,
but as far as I know,
nothing in there
could have caused this.
As far as you know?
No offense, but
isn't it your job to know?
Oh. Pushy.
We should get back to work.
Allison, keep me posted
on the Sheriff's progress.
We're all pulling for him.
Well, that wasn't
at all awkward.
You want me to help,
this is me helping.
Just lay off of Warren, okay?
He's not one of
your escaped felons.
"Warren," huh?
Sounds like someone
has a crush on the teacher.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Really gotta start
wearing my seat belt.
Are you questioning
my professionalism?
It was a joke, but I forgot
the D.O.D. Doesn't have
a sense of humor.
Well, maybe
you're just not funny.
Look, I'm still trying
to wrap my brain
around all this.
I don't know squat
about quantum physics,
and to be perfectly honest,
I'm not sure whether
I can help you or not!
But if you want me to try,
then I'm gonna have
to do my job my way.
And for the record,
I'm all kinds of funny.
Can I have my gun?
Thank you.
Oh, son of a...
Stop the car.
Stop the car!
Don't wait for me.
What you reading?
Popular Science.
It's all they have...
Crap.
What are you doing
out of your cell?
I'm getting takeout
for me and Jo.
Turns out we have
a lot in common.
Like what?
Like fighting an oppressive
patriarchal society
to express our feminine power.
(VINCENT CLEARING THROAT)
Are you hungry?
Vincent can make
anything you want.
They don't even
have menus here.
Marshal,
you name it, I got it.
Yeah, what the hell,
surprise me.
VINCENT: One Chef's
Special, coming up.
So, where have you
been all afternoon?
Yeah, about that.
We should talk.
Okay, please,
just give me the bad news.
What does that mean?
Well, the last time you
wanted to talk, you told me
you were moving out.
No, no, and the time
before that, you said
that Grandma had died.
Do you see the pattern here?
No, it's nothing like that.
Okay, yeah,
it's something like that.
The Sheriff got injured,
and we're gonna
be here for a while.
What?
Nothing.
Just go
investigate something.
They need my help.
I can't walk away from that.
Since when?
That's one Fugu-sashi,
one cheeseburger,
and a side order
of salt-crusted yams and
shaved white truffles to go.
Tell Jo if she wants
to trip me up, she'll have
to do better than that.
Thanks, Vin.
Well, I guess I'll see you
when I see you.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, Zoe, look,
why don't you come
with me to Beverly's?
I'll get you a room.
Touched. Pass.
Zoe!
I'll be done
as soon as I can.
You used to say
the same thing to Mom.
I guess she finally
got tired of waiting.
Don't...
(DOOR CLOSING)
So, Marshal.
You're investigating
this thing, right?
I heard Ned Carver's cows
got sliced and diced
just like Walter's motor home.
Yeah, maybe it'd be best
not to spread that around.
Trust me, around here,
it's business as usual.
In fact,
we've got a pool going on
what's gonna get hit next.
Pot's up to about a grand
if you're interested.
Yeah, look, I'm gonna have
to take a rain check
on what I ordered.
What do I owe you?
On the house.
Of course, if you have
the inside scoop on where
things might be headed...
Right now I'm more concerned
with where things started.
Can I borrow this?
Yeah.
(KNOCKING)
Hey, little man, is...
Archimedes, right?
ALLISON: Honey, who is it?
Five, 13, '69.
Tuesday.
Okay, sweetie,
go back inside.
Marshal? What's going on?
He's a nice kid. We chatted
in the park earlier today.
Are you trying to be funny?
No.
My son has autism,
he barely speaks
to the people that he knows.
I'm sorry,
I didn't realize...
I'm sorry.
It's been a long day.
I think I have a lead.
But, as much
as I hate to admit it,
I'm gonna have to run it
by your professor friend.
WARREN: You called me here
to look at a map?
What are those?
CARTER: These are
the rough locations of
every reported anomaly.
I'm well aware of Vincent's
tacky little pool, Marshal.
Well, what are... We're
gonna start placing bets now,
is that your idea?
No. Your pattern
recognition software traces
cosmic events to
the point of origin, correct?
What if the events
are a little more local?
ALLISON: Could that
actually work?
Yeah, in theory it could.
It'd take a major
recalculation, though.
Well, what's the matter,
Warren, are you afraid
of a little math?
No, I'm not afraid
of a little math.
It can't hurt to try,
though, right?
It's a little simple,
but, okay, this'll take
a little while.
May I drop you someplace,
Marshal?
No, I'll walk.
I could use the fresh air.
WARREN: Right.
See you,
Archimedes.
Marshal?
Yeah?
Thanks.
Yeah.
Something wrong?
No, nothing.
Okay.
VINCENT: Just a second,
I just gotta
take out the trash.
(RATTLING)
Oh, no.
Look out!
Go, go, go!
Let's go, let's go,
come on, let's go!
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
Come on, come on,
come on! Go, go, go!
Charlie! Drop
the damn rocks, let's go!
(ALARM BLARING)
(PHONE RINGING)
I just got off an 18 hour
flight from Indonesia,
so before you speak,
consider the impact
this call will have
on your career
if it's not
of monumental importance.
CORPORAL: It's Eureka, sir.
We've got
a priority one situation.
Wake up the Chairman
of the Senate
Appropriations Committee.
Gather everybody
in the sit room.
Tell them the topic
of discussion will be
"I told you so."
Oh, man! The car.
(HYPERVENTILATING)
Breathe, Walter.
Okay, now what happened?
I got myself
involved in something.
What do you mean?
I...
The annual review
is coming up next month,
and I told you
that I was struggling
to make my deadline.
Yes, I know it was
causing some tension
with you and Susan.
They said
they could help me.
Slow down.
Who is "they"?
I don't know.
I've never seen them.
And they did help me.
But now
everything's falling apart.
(CREAKING)
Who's that?
Marshal?
I saw a light on.
Hey, it's Walter, right?
How's the family doing?
Fine.
(STUTTERING) And they're
probably waiting for me.
So...
Walter, we will talk
tomorrow, okay?
Sure.
Okay.
Everything okay?
Emergency session.
Normally, I try to keep
my evenings free,
but as you're discovering,
this town is anything
but normal.
Like your little
bed-and-breakfast.
We all have
our roles to play.
Now, I don't know
about you, but I could
really use a drink.
Why don't you make
yourself comfortable?
So how's his son doing?
He'll be fine.
Kids are resilient.
It's the adults
I worry about,
especially around here.
If I was stuck
in this cracker farm,
I'd probably
need a shrink, too.
Who says you don't?
And I prefer
"psychotherapist."
Well, maintaining
relationships is tough
in your line of work.
It helps to have
someone to talk to.
Do what I do,
the job comes first.
I imagine your
wife might disagree.
She knew what she was
getting herself into.
Still, the time away,
the distance.
It must take
its toll on you, too.
Especially with
a child involved.
I tried a desk job
when Zoe was born.
Change to make others happy,
you end up making
yourself miserable.
That's exactly
what I told Abbey.
But she felt you were
choosing your job over them.
Yeah, and I told her
it's not that simple.
I mean, it's not just a job.
I stop bad people
from doing bad things.
Well, I'm sure that's
a tremendous comfort
when you go home at night
alone.
So, you don't pull punches.
I've counseled some
prominent people, Marshal.
Diplomats, dignitaries,
even a few presidents.
I knew that was him.
They don't pay me
to pull punches.
They want honesty.
Easy, Marshal, it's us.
(CARTER GROANS)
Where's Beverly?
Is she okay?
Aside from a bruised ego.
I've never had a man
fall asleep on me before.
Well, it's time to wake up.
(GROANING)
What happened?
Things have gotten worse.
The diner.
We had our first fatality.
I was just there
with my daughter.
She's fine.
Okay.
And what about King?
Any luck?
That's the good news.
He may have found
a point of origin.
Where?
Come with me, I'll show you.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
So, you and Beverly Barlowe.
We were just talking.
That why there's
lipstick on your collar?
I knew that.
Right.
Oh, thank God,
I was just trying to call you.
Please, please. Come in.
What's wrong?
It's Walter.
He's just...
He hasn't been himself,
he is so stressed out,
and then after nearly
losing Brian in that thing
with the motor home...
Susan, Susan, calm down.
Where's Walter?
Okay, he came home late,
very late last night,
and then just locked
himself in the basement.
Something went wrong
with his experiment,
and I think
he's been trying to fix it.
You should stay
up here with me.
Walter? Sweetie?
You need to come out now,
the police are here.
Walter!
You gotta be
kidding me.
All right, let's see
if Mrs. Perkins has the code.
Susan!
Doesn't anyone do
anything halfway around here?
(RUMBLING)
Hey, Jo,
any luck on that code?
Nope. But I found a key.
Oh.
Dr. Perkins,
it's Deputy Lupo.
If you can hear me,
back away from the door.
Maybe this isn't the best
way to do that.
(DOOR CREAKING)
Ladies first.
I think we found
our point of origin.
That's not all we found.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Let's not shoot
the crazy-end-of-the-world
machine just yet, okay?
Whoa! Go! Go, go, go!
Somebody order an invasion?
(ALL CHATTERING)
(MAN CHATTERING
ON LOUDSPEAKER)
All right, listen up!
I want those seals
checked and rechecked.
This is a Class Three Hot Zone
till I say otherwise.
Colonel Briggs.
First Rangers, Fort Bragg.
Hello, Jo. You wanna help?
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant!
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir!
Congratulations, Miss Blake.
Looks like you people finally
screwed the pooch but good.
Colonel Briggs,
what do you think
you're doing?
Something I should've done
the last time one of your
little science projects
got out of hand.
Eureka is
under D.O.D. Jurisdiction.
Was under D.O.D. Jurisdiction.
Now it's a matter
of national security,
which means you answer to me.
Okay, let's move
that machine out of here!
Idiot.
So you two are close, then?
You know, the boyish charm
act works better when
you're showered and shaved.
Yeah, it's on my to-do list.
So, where they taking
that thing?
Where else?
Will somebody
please explain to me what
we're dealing with here?
From what we can gather,
it's a prototype
tachyon accelerator.
In English, Professor.
I'll speak slowly
for your benefit, Colonel.
A tachyon is a hypothetical
particle that travels faster
than the speed of light.
Okay.
No, that's not okay.
Nothing can travel faster
than the speed of light,
or the whole concept
of linear time
becomes meaningless.
If Walter Perkins
created some sort
of tachyon collision,
then time, as we know it,
ceases to exist,
and the laws of physics
break down at the most
fundamental level.
And if we don't stop this,
no one will be safe.
Now this is why
I hate this town.
Well, hang on, how could
Walter Perkins have even built
this without anyone knowing?
He had to break
some major protocols.
I mean, this is
a stolen Sentex prototype,
strictly next-gen
military hardware.
So the question is,
could Walter have
built this on his own?
And where would he get
ahold of something like this?
Section Five?
Well, I don't see
how that's possible.
But I guarantee you,
there'll be
a thorough inquiry.
You can count on it.
BRIGGS: All right,
I've heard enough.
Now listen up. My orders
are to contain this area,
so anyone here stays here
till we figure this out.
This is Briggs.
Start taking people
down to the bunkers,
women and children first.
Zoe.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
ZOE: Hey, Jo, this apricot
bath scrub, it's killer.
Where'd you get it? Jo?
Jo, you there?
(SCREAMS)
MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER:
All civilians proceed
to emergency shelters.
Do not panic.
Proceed in an orderly fashion
to the nearest shelter.
Come on, this way, Brian.
Clear the streets, Sergeant,
clear the streets now.
Get out of my way.
I have my orders, sir.
No one leaves.
I'm going to get my daughter.
I wouldn't do that, Marshal.
Tell your grunt he's got
two seconds before
I make him eat that rifle.
That grunt is
a Force Recon Commando
who can kill you
a hundred different ways
with his bare hands.
The rifle's just
his way of being polite.
She's my daughter!
I don't care!
Stand at ease, Bud.
I hate to interrupt,
but we have
bigger issues at hand.
Time is unraveling.
The laws of physics
are breaking down.
Now, correct me if I'm wrong,
but that's the kind of thing
that's not gonna stop
at the city limits, is it?
A rift of this magnitude
will continue to grow
exponentially, unless...
Henry, is it possible
Walter was trying
to create another collision
when his machine blew?
Right, theoretically,
the two events would
cancel each other out.
I mean, it's sort of
like starting a backfire
in a brush blaze.
Right, so if we can
get this one
up and running again...
I've got some
Grade A hardware
in the garage.
I mean, not like
what Walter was using,
but it should do the trick.
Except for one small problem.
Part of his formula
was lost in the blast.
I mean, without it,
the accelerator's useless.
Are you telling me
in this town
full of supergeeks,
you can't find
one person who can do
a simple math problem?
It's not that simple.
Walter was our top
quantum physicist.
Now, he could have
worked on this for months.
CARTER: Oh, my...
What?
HENRY: Years.
I don't know.
I could swear
I've seen this before.
HENRY: Even if we put
our top people on it,
excuse me,
it's not gonna be
a walk in the park.
BRIGGS: I understand that.
I need to borrow
your car keys.
Okay, what are you thinking?
Trust me.
Do I have any choice?
Hey, watch yourself.
Okay, right.
Jo, I need to get out of here.
Do you think you can take him?
Please.
He's Force Recon.
JO: Hey, soldier boy.
U.S. Marshal.
Go ahead, sir.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Just don't do what they say.
No information.
WOMAN: I'm not sure...
Dad!
Honey.
You okay?
Yeah. What the hell's
going on?
There's this machine
and a missing formula,
a lot of science stuff
I can't explain.
What are we gonna do?
We aren't gonna do anything.
You're gonna stay right here
where it's safe.
Like hell!
I'm coming with you!
Zoe, I don't have time
to argue!
Which is why I'm gonna win.
Okay. You stay by my side,
you don't leave my sight,
not for a second,
you got it?
Yeah.
Let's go.
CARTER: Hey, we need help.
Nice to see you,
too, Marshal.
Nasty out there, huh?
I think I can fix it.
But I can't do it alone.
How can I help?
Actually, you can't,
but I'm hoping he can.
(RUMBLING)
All right, this has
gone on long enough.
He just needs more time.
Yeah, like 15 years
and a college degree.
He's just a kid,
for crying out loud.
Just give him a chance.
Allison, maybe he's right.
We all know Kevin
has special talents,
but this is just
too much, especially
under these conditions.
Yeah. Yeah, it's not working.
CARTER: There you go,
buddy. Give that a try.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
It's all him.
Got it. Let me in here.
He got it! He got it.
Well, I'll be damned.
Henry, let's get to work.
(EXPLOSION)
(ALL CLAMORING)
Easy on that.
Oh, man.
Man, this thing is cold.
Easy.
Henry, remember Groom Lake?
(LAUGHING) Yeah,
but this time you're sober.
Well...
HENRY: Almost there.
That should be it.
Lock it in.
Okay, people,
it's now or never.
Nonessentials, clear out.
(CRASHING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
BRIGGS: Everybody,
get out of here! Let's go!
WOMAN: This way, let's go!
Great work, kid!
All right, on my count,
here we go.
One, two, three, now!
Ring one!
Sir, it's been an honor
working with you.
You too, Bud.
Now! Ring two.
CARTER: Oh, man.
Dad, I'm scared.
I know.
There goes nothing!
On my count!
One, two, three.
Now!
Henry, wait,
do I need goggles?
No.
(WHIRRING)
Walter.
Walter, you son of a...
BRIGGS: So,
what about the machine?
We'll take it back
to the lab for analysis.
And then?
Then we'll lock it away
in a very safe place.
I hope so.
'Cause I don't like this town.
I think it's a powder keg.
And I think you people get off
on playing with matches.
I'll tell you what,
99% of the equipment you use
to keep this country safe
was developed here.
So, when you're
ready to give that up,
you just let me know.
You were lucky this time,
but I'll be watching.
You lied to me.
Allison, Allison,
it's not that simple.
The chip Walter had
was stolen from Section Five,
and you knew it.
You put everyone's
lives at risk.
I don't know how
he got that chip, Allison,
but I promise you
I had no knowledge of it.
For your sake,
Warren, I hope not.
Trouble in paradise?
Fargo...
They're ready for you.
Stay!
(SEGWAY WHIRRING)
Sorry, sir.
Come on,
we did this an hour ago.
Just do it, do it.
(BEEPS)
You touched my eye.
(SECURITY PANEL BEEPING)
Let's go.
You got serious
power issues, man.
What a jerk.
Space shuttles?
Uh-huh.
Turn her over.
No, no, no, remote.
(ENGINE STARTING)
(LAUGHING)
Thanks.
Try to keep her on the ground.
No, no, really.
Yeah.
(SOUND OF JET ENGINE)
(LAUGHING)
Nice.
Now remember what I said.
Games are okay, just don't
play by their rules.
Ready to go?
I am.
You know,
she's really very insightful.
Yeah,
she should write a book.
Jo, thanks for everything.
Tell the Sheriff
I'm sorry we missed him.
Tell him yourself.
You're leaving us
so soon, Marshal?
Good to see you
up and about, Sheriff.
Should you be up and about?
No, but don't
tell the doctors.
I owe you big, Marshal.
No, I was just doing my job.
No, you were doing my job.
And you did it well,
I might add.
Thanks.
So, is this Henry?
Yeah, Henry.
Bye.
Bye.
Yeah. The man does good work.
Try to keep it on the ground.
Yeah, you, too.
Adiós, Zoe.
Bye, Sheriff.
See you later.
So what do you think?
I think I'd like it
better in black.
You know what I mean.
We could do worse.
You know, Zoe, it was wrong
for me to leave you like that.
I know it was rough,
and that I wasn't
always available. So...
Are you apologizing?
Well, no!
Yes, you are!
No!
You are. You're
totally apologizing to me.
All right, yeah.
Yeah, I am sorry.
Now, is there something
you wanna say to me?
Nope.
Oh, you're definitely my kid.
You do realize that's
what got us in this mess
in the first place?
What's that?
You not keeping
your eyes on the road.
What were you
looking at, anyway?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
SUSAN: I still
can't believe it.
So you had no idea Walter
was involved in some kind
of corporate espionage?
No, none. Except...
Except what?
Well, there were phone calls.
Sometimes late at night.
From whom?
Walter wouldn't say.
But I could tell
that he was frightened.
I think he must have been
working with someone else.
Here. Drink this.
It'll make you feel better.
Thanks. You're so sweet.
So, have you told
anyone else about this?
Mmm. No, but I will.
Oh, Susan, you have
no idea how sorry
I am to hear that.
It took us a long time
to find the right candidate.
Even longer for him to gain
access to Section Five.
Walter was doing so well,
and now we'll have
to start all over again.
(CHOKING)
I was so hoping you
and I might become friends.
(GASPS)
(BEEPING)
Jo? It's Beverly.
I'm over
at the Perkins' house.
Susan's committed suicide.
Yeah.
Okay.
Carter, these are Special
Agents Hicks and Miller,
Department of Defense.
Look, is this is about
that thing I signed,
I didn't tell anyone.
Actually, we're here
on behalf of the Major.
He was very impressed.
You mean Colonel...
Colonel Briggs.
No, Major William Cobb,
Army Intelligence.
He said you two
worked together recently.
Oh,
you mean the Sheriff?
With his recommendation,
your security classification
and pay level will increase,
effective immediately.
Marshal. Sir.
I don't understand.
Relax, Carter.
It's a promotion.
Congratulations.
Define promotion.
Yeah. Okay.
Not the promotion
you were hoping for.
No big deal.
You can do this, Jack.
Make it happen.
(EXPLOSION)
(CRASHING)
Jo, call Henry.
Walter, sweetie.
Come to bed,
it's after midnight.
Again.
Walter!
WALTER: Be right there.
Honey.
Five more minutes.
You need your sleep.
You know how you get.
Another five minutes.
Well, I'll be asleep.
And don't even think
of trying anything
when you get up here.
That ship has sailed.
(BEEPING)
That works, right?
Bingo.
(BEEPING)
(WHIRRING)
Susan? Susan, it works!
(BEEPING)
Oh, no.
(THUNDER CLAPPING)
I told you we should have
made a left back there.
Don't make me
use pepper spray.
Are all cops this angry?
This isn't angry.
I was angry
at the truck stop
when you told the waitress
that I touched you funny.
We're way past angry.
Would it kill 'em to post
a road sign once in a while?
Will you remind me
again why we're not
on a plane right now?
Oh, that's right.
The big, bad marshal's
afraid to fly.
You don't wanna
push me right now.
Look, I'm just saying
that if we would've made
a left back there...
Don't say anything.
Fine.
It's just funny and all...
Seriously, I'll pay you.
I mean, you track me
across three states,
you find me
in a city of, like,
half a million people
and then you get us lost
on the way back.
I mean, you gotta
appreciate the irony.
Or not.
We're not lost. We're just
taking the scenic route.
Yeah, well, the scene sucks.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Whoa! Where did
that guy come from?
Hey, high beams, moron!
Was that...
I mean, did you just see...
What?
Us.
I'm really not in the mood.
We just passed
our car with us inside.
And I thought
I was sleep deprived.
I'm totally serious!
So am I, so just take
a nap or something
so I can concentrate.
Listen. Dog.
No, you listen, homegirl.
No! Dog!
(ZOE SCREAMS)
(ZOE SCREAMING)
(GROANING)
You okay?
You call this
protective custody?
You're okay.
Wait, where are you going?
To check the damage.
And what if you
don't make it back?
I'll be stuck in here like
those guys in the plane
who had to eat each other.
You're right.
I know!
Here. Here's some ketchup.
Start at your feet,
work your way up.
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
Karma's a bitch, huh?
For the last time,
there is no "other us."
I know what I saw!
What you think you saw.
Look, it was an honest-to-God
paranormal encounter.
You are an honest-to-God
paranormal encounter.
(LAUGHS)
Does that sense of humor
come with the badge?
Civilization at last, huh?
By whose definition?
Come on.
Hey, kid!
Hey. Hey,
you got a sheriff
here in town?
I'm not supposed
to talk to strangers.
Oh, give me a break.
You're absolutely right.
And under normal
circumstances,
that's a great policy,
but as it happens,
I'm one of the good guys.
What grade are you in?
Eleventh.
See that guy
picking up rocks?
Yeah?
Walk two blocks past him.
Turn left at the stand
of deciduous trees.
It'll be 60 meters
past the park.
Great.
"Deciduous"?
It means they shed
their leaves once a year.
Thanks, Einstein,
I knew that.
I'm an Oppenheimer.
The Einsteins
live on 4th.
Well, thanks!
What a freak.
Shut up.
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
Watch it!
Can I help you?
Yeah, me and...
Is that coffee?
Excuse me?
Well, sorry, we've
just been up all night,
and I could really use a fix.
Does this look
like Starbucks?
Sorry, Deputy...
Lupo.
Right.
Maybe we got off
on the wrong foot.
I'm Jack Carter. I work for...
Gun!
(GROANING)
Move and you'll spend
the rest of your days
sucking meals
through a straw!
I'm a U.S. Marshal!
Right.
Check my coat pocket!
(COUGHING)
Hmm. Imagine that.
(GROANING)
Should have said something.
(COUGHING)
Before or after
you stood on my neck?
Where's Zoe?
What's a Zoe?
Did somebody lose this?
She says her name is Shania.
"Shania"?
What?
He's a U.S. Marshal.
COBB: Really? We don't get
many of those here.
(LAUGHING) Of course,
we don't get many
of anybody around here!
Bill Cobb, County Sheriff.
Jack Carter.
I see that you've
become acquainted
with my deputy.
Intimately.
Yeah.
Coffee?
Okay.
So what can we do
for you, Marshal?
Well, I was transporting
this one to LA
when we had
a little bit of an accident.
Is that right?
Are you all right?
Yeah, we ran into a...
Ourselves.
You ran into yourselves?
CARTER: Off the road.
We ran ourselves
off the road trying
to avoid a dog.
Oh, yeah,
he's a local hazard.
So how can I help you?
What can I do for you now?
Actually, I was hoping
that you could hang
onto the kid
while I went and
dealt with the car.
Well, I don't see
why not. Jo?
You cannot be serious!
(EXCLAIMS)
You just gonna
lock me up here?
Yeah.
Have you seen Deliverance?
I'm guessing
you guys don't get
AAA out here?
No, we have Henry.
Jo, give Henry a call.
Have him bring
the tow truck around.
Let's get
the Marshal on his way
as quickly as possible.
Right.
(PHONE RINGING)
HENRY: Spencer!
I'm coming!
Spencer, can you grab that?
"Answer the phone, Spencer!"
"Close the window, Spencer!"
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
There's no answer.
Hmm.
Here goes nothing.
Yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Yes, yes, yes!
"Refill the liquid nitrogen,
Spencer."
Henry!
(LAUGHING)
No! No!
(EXPLOSION)
Now he'll answer.
Yeah!
Spencer! Spence!
Hey, Spencer.
(PHONE RINGING)
You okay?
(GROANING)
You all right?
Hello?
JO: Henry, Lupo.
Bring the truck.
Yeah, Jo, yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'm on my way.
And what was that explosion?
What explosion?
I didn't hear anything.
(LAUGHING)
He says
he didn't hear anything.
(LAUGHING)
He never does.
We'll get it off the ground
next time, you'll see.
Hey, hey, Walter!
HENRY: Susan!
Morning, Henry!
Give it another go, did we?
Oh, almost, almost.
Almost got it this time.
Where are you all off to?
(STUTTERING) We're just
getting away for the weekend.
You know, a little
quality time with the family.
We'll be back, though.
Okay, then.
Hey, hey, Brian!
Come on, give me some.
All right!
You know what, man?
I don't know
who's growing faster,
you or that pup.
Who wants
treats for the road?
I do!
Take care, Henry.
Yeah, you, too.
SPENCER: Nice.
You said treats.
Am I being punished?
Not yet, now scoot.
Walter?
Walter?
Huh?
Everything okay?
(STUTTERING) Oh, yeah.
Sure, I...
I've just been
working too hard.
It always puts
Susan a little on edge.
You know, you're not alone.
Lots of families
go through this.
Maybe you should
talk with Beverly...
No.
Thank you, but
everything's under control.
We'll see you.
BRIAN: Come on, boy.
SUSAN: Just wait
in the motor home, honey.
Nice.
Henry knows
something's wrong.
Well, maybe we should
just reconsider,
tell them what happened.
I'm sure they'll understand.
No, it's too late for that.
But you said yourself,
we will never have
another opportunity like this.
I know.
But you gotta
trust me, Susan.
This isn't just about us.
Not anymore.
Act normal.
I am acting normal.
Then go shopping.
Go shopping. Buy something.
(DOG BARKING)
Wow, cool!
(SNARLING)
(DOG BARKING)
Okay, kiddo,
where to first?
Museum of Theoretical
Physics or that new
super collider in...
Oh, dear God.
Oh, no. No.
Honey?
Brian?
Brian!
Oh, no!
Brian!
Brian!
Brian!
Oh, nice landing.
Thanks.
How'd you get out?
Carefully.
And right about
there should do it.
Let's take a look.
(EXCLAIMS)
So, you're a U.S. Marshal?
Yup.
Must be exciting work.
Not at the moment.
I just was never
completely clear as to
what you fellows do.
It varies.
Protect federal witnesses,
bring back escaped felons,
transport prisoners.
So that little girl,
she'd be a...
Oh.
How long you been
in the tow business?
I don't do this for a living,
I do this for fun.
I just always
liked fixing things.
I was an engineer
back in the day.
As in trains?
Space shuttles.
So, I can fix it.
It's just gonna
take me a few days.
No, no, no, I gotta be
back in LA tomorrow.
Bright side,
it'll give you some time
to take in the sights.
Perfect.
COBB: Are you sure
you counted right?
Okay, I'll be right over.
That was Ned Carver.
He claims aliens
abducted some of his
cattle again, so...
Tell him to call me when they
move on to anal probes.
Wait, that didn't
come out right.
Happening little
burg you have here.
Yeah, well,
we have our days.
Hey, GI Josefina.
What's with all the firepower?
Hot date?
That's one.
What, like that's supposed
to scare me or something?
That's two.
(PHONE RINGING)
Lupo.
COBB: She must like you.
I've never seen her get
as high as two before.
What? When?
Oh, okay.
(ALARM BUZZING)
Just keep everybody there,
we're on our way.
Whoa, what?
There's a situation
at Henry's station.
How bad?
It's Henry's station.
I got your gun.
No guns.
Susan.
It's a small one.
COBB: No.
We're gonna find him, okay?
You two need each other now.
You just stay with each other.
All right, what I would like
to do is organize you
into three groups.
Everyone see the tree line?
JO: You guys see
the tree line? It's
right over there.
What we're gonna do
is we're gonna sweep
towards the tree line.
Okay, thank you!
Let's go, people!
Here comes the cavalry.
Great, that's all I need.
Hey, Sheriff,
what's going on?
There's a boy missing.
Is he lost
or was he kidnapped?
We don't know.
We don't know at this point.
Okay, call Highway Patrol.
What you're gonna want
are roadblocks on all
the major arteries, and...
Hold that.
...and put Search and Rescue
guys to comb the...
Yourjacket's on the ground.
We've all seen
The Fugitive, Marshal.
How about you let us
take care of this?
I don't wanna step
on any toes, sir,
but I do have
a lot of experience
at this kind of thing.
Trust me, you don't. Henry?
Yeah, one minute.
Okay.
Wow.
Huh.
Looking for something?
You know you're disturbing
an active crime scene?
Well, actually,
I'm investigating
an active crime scene.
Jack Carter, U.S. Marshal.
Allison Blake,
Department of Defense.
Hmm.
I didn't see that coming.
Well, now that we're
done with the introductions,
Mr. Carter...
Well, actually,
it's Marshal Carter,
but you can call me Jack.
Hey, I don't like
to repeat myself.
Yet something tells
me you're going to.
Wow, you see,
I've seen some strange stuff.
This is why
the D.O.D. Is out here
in the middle of nowhere?
I'm not at liberty to say.
Come on, Miss Blake,
we're on the same team.
That's Agent Blake, Marshal,
and we're not even
in the same league.
This is way out of
your jurisdiction.
Actually,
I'm a U.S. Marshal,
so technically,
the United States
is my jurisdiction.
Careful, though,
wouldn't want you disturbing
an active crime scene.
Look...
Brian.
The missing boy?
Yeah.
Hey.
It's okay.
What are you doing?
Relax, it's not blood.
Then what?
Chocolate.
Hershey's Big Block
with almonds.
How could you
possibly know that?
Believe it or not,
I have done this before.
But there's one small detail
I usually like to ascertain
before launching
a full-scale manhunt
for a missing person.
And that would be?
That there is, in fact,
a person missing.
Hi, Brian.
Brian.
COBB: Brian?
Brian! Brian!
Were you hiding
in the RV the whole time?
Yes.
Everybody missed it.
COBB: Not everybody.
I guess he's
smarter than he looks.
I'm gonna let
Jo handle it.
No, no,
I'll handle him. I...
No, Jo. She's perfect.
I need you to stay focused
on finding what caused this.
No, Jo! Jo!
Sheriff.
Sheriff, please.
It looks like you really
stepped in it, Marshal.
It wouldn't be
the first time.
I suppose I should thank you.
How about you tell me
what's going on here instead?
Sorry, Marshal, but...
Yeah. Yeah, I know,
you're not at liberty to say.
Oh, hey, Marshal?
One, oh, I don't know,
maybe two days.
(HISSING)
Three days, max.
You may be here a while.
I'm getting that impression.
Come on, I have
a place you can stay.
Really?
I'll drive.
Yeah, no,
you can turn around. Yeah.
Taggart, go home.
We found Brian.
TAGGART: Sheriff?
Yeah?
That's not all we found.
Better come take a look.
It's supposed
to be my day off.
Yeah, well, I owe you one.
Yes, you do.
Hey, Taggart.
Watch your step.
So what do we got?
I was hoping
you could tell me.
Careful. Poison ivy.
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
Looks like the boy's dog
in the back of the RV.
And this is
just the beginning.
Well, this is it.
What?
Nothing.
(LAUGHING)
You didn't think
that I was taking you
to my place.
No!
Because I'll tell you
right now, this isn't
Madison County,
and you're definitely
not Clint Eastwood.
Well, yeah!
He's twice my age.
You can get out now.
Yeah.
You know,
Agent Blake, just because
you've dropped the subject,
doesn't mean that I have.
Marshal, whatever
you think is going on
with us, trust me, it's not.
I was talking about the RV.
I knew that.
(ENGINE STARTING)
Hello?
Anybody here?
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
You must be the Marshal.
That was fast.
Small town, big mouths.
I'm Beverly Barlowe.
Jack Carter.
The helicopter there,
was that...
Sorry,
some of my clients require
a certain level of discretion.
Clients?
Guests.
Yes.
Well, you look exhausted.
Let's get you settled in.
Thank you.
Here we go, nice and cozy.
Will your wife
be joining you?
My wife?
Oh, not likely.
We're separated.
Was it the sex?
Excuse me?
Well, it's a common problem
in long-term relationships.
People get bored,
they want to
experiment sexually,
and they don't know
how to express their needs.
Well, not that
sharing my sex life
with a total stranger
doesn't sound
like loads of fun,
at the moment,
my needs are
a nap and a shower.
You're the guest.
Pleasant dreams, Jack Carter.
WARREN: Is that Nanuk,
their dog?
Okay, what do you got?
Inventory confirms it.
One of the Sentex chips
is definitely missing.
From Section Five? That's
not possible, the security
cameras would have...
Not if they were disabled.
Some kind of
electromagnetic disruption
corrupted the entire system.
Whoever did this
knew what they were doing.
Okay, well, who has
access to that area?
Besides yourself?
Yeah, besides myself, Fargo.
Only people with
S-Five clearance.
Not that I meant...
Okay, look, I want you
to make a list. I want this
handled quickly and quietly.
Shouldn't we tell someone?
What if it falls
into the wrong hands?
What if this wasn't
an accident?
Just handle it.
Handle what, Mr. King?
The audit.
We should get started
right away.
If a project at the facility
was responsible...
Well, how long is
that gonna take?
A few days, maybe a week.
That's too long.
Well, you have
a better idea, Sheriff?
Yes, I do. We cease
all operations until
we figure this thing out.
No, not with
the Appropriations Committee
breathing down my neck.
It's review time,
careers are on the line.
Whose career are
you worried about?
Careful, Sheriff,
you're not the only one
with influence around here.
I don't want this
getting out of hand.
Oh, no, it won't.
Not as long as everyone
stays calm, does their job.
If something at the facility
is responsible for this,
I need everyone where
they belong, working
to isolate the problem.
Don't walk away from...
Yeah, you got 24 hours.
Oh, crap!
Where are my clothes?
Miss Barlowe?
Miss Barlowe!
Doing a little
undercover work?
Someone took my clothes.
Oh, they were a little ripe.
I hope you don't mind.
Oh, sorry. Thanks.
Excuse me.
Oh, sure.
Henry called
while you were sleeping.
Yeah?
Yeah, he said it's gonna
take longer than he thought.
Something about
sending out for parts.
Oh, yeah.
Well...
I need to know where
I can get a car in town.
You can take mine.
But just be sure
to have it back before dark.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Have a great day.
Thanks.
(SIGHS)
A solar car?
"Before dark." Got it.
(BEEPS)
Pretty impressive, Jo.
It's Deputy Lupo.
Where'd you learn
to do that, anyway?
U.S. Army. Special Forces.
Well, that explains
some things.
What things?
Nothing. None of my business.
You got something
to say, say it.
Okay. It's just
the whole tough girl image.
I mean, it's fine
and everything, but some guys
might find it intimidating.
Oh, unless of course
you're into chicks,
then that's fine, too.
Stop talking.
(GRUNTS)
CARTER: What the hell?
KEVIN: Archimedes.
Excuse me?
Greek mathematician.
Discovered hydrostatics.
"Eureka!" Get it?
Not really. No.
When's your birthday?
May 13th, 1969. Why?
Five, 13, '69.
You're a Tuesday.
I'm 11, 18, '97.
That's a Tuesday, too.
Good to know.
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
Morning.
You are in big trouble!
Just wait until the judge
hears that you kept a minor
locked up all night.
Yeah, here. File a complaint.
Deputy, where's the Sheriff?
Can't you see I'm busy?
Honestly?
You wanna know
where the Sheriff is?
He's out on police business.
Which is where I should be,
instead of babysitting
Felon Spice here.
Hey!
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna stop doing your job
and start doing mine.
Something I said?
No, I guess you just have
that effect on women.
Oh, what is that
supposed to mean?
Forget it.
No, really.
I would love to get
some sage advice
from a teenager
caught impersonating
a flight attendant.
Oh, please.
How hard is it to do this?
Seriously,
you can't keep doing this.
You can't keep running away
from your mother.
Why not? You did.
Zoe.
No, your mom and I, we tried.
It's just, some people
just don't work.
"Don't work"?
Dad, all you do is work.
Zoe, that's...
Do you need anything?
Not from you.
Okay.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Stellar job.
Father of the Year.
(DOG BARKS)
Mother!
(EXCLAIMS)
Find a crosswalk!
(DOG BARKING)
All right, let's see what
you people are hiding.
(DOG BARKING)
(SIZZLES)
Okay, this is the
creepiest thing I've...
(GROANING)
This is not good.
(GROANING)
Morning, sunshine!
Where am I?
What's going on?
Afraid I can't say, mate.
Well, where are you taking me?
Can't say that either.
Look, whoever you are...
Call me Taggart.
Taggart.
Not sure if you realize this,
but you've just
assaulted and kidnapped
a Federal Marshal.
Yeah, sorry about that.
Just doing my job.
Your job?
What kind of job?
Oh, "Can't say."
(CRASHING)
(CARTER SCREAMING)
What is
wrong with you?
Lowjack.
Whoa, whoa...
TAGGART: I got you this time.
Hang on,
you're a dogcatcher?
Biological
containment specialist.
(GUN FIRES)
(DOG BARKING)
Hey!
Are you insane?
You sneaky little bastard.
You just shot that guy!
With a non-addictive
Phenothiazine derivative.
Perfectly harmless.
It's just a dog,
for crying out loud.
Now you listen to me, friend.
I've tracked polar bear
across the Arctic tundra,
dived with great whites
off the Barrier Reef,
hunted with the prides
of the Serengeti,
but none of it even begins
to compare with what
that animal's put me through.
It's not just a dog, Marshal.
It's the devil himself.
Oh, yeah, he's stable.
(GRUNTING)
(CREAKING)
You gotta be kidding me!
(GRUNTING)
No, he's totally
wrong for you.
You think?
Yeah.
Oh!
"Confident law enforcement
professional seeks same."
Hello?
I don't know
if you noticed,
but Johnny Laws tend to be
self-centered control freaks.
Where's Cobb? I wanna
know what's going on,
I wanna know now!
See what I mean?
Is there a problem, Marshal?
I don't know. You tell me.
I mean, one minute I'm driving
my delinquent daughter
back to Los Angeles,
and the next I'm in the middle
of the freaking Twilight Zone!
Why don't you just calm down?
No, don't tell me
to calm down!
I've had it with you people,
and I've had it
with your crazy town!
Now you start talking,
or I'll have 50 marshals
down here by nightfall.
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
I'm afraid
I can't allow that.
Really?
And just how do you plan
on stopping me?
(BONES CRACKING)
Hey, Lowjack.
If you're hungry,
there's plenty
of leftovers in the fridge.
Pudding, you got some cheese,
you got some sauerkraut,
but don't touch
my sandwich!
Don't touch it.
That's my sandwich.
Go ahead.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hi, Allison.
We have a problem
with the Marshal.
(BARKS)
We should talk.
I'm on my way.
Something's happening.
What's happening?
I don't know.
It's not good.
Sheriff! Sheriff!
It's really not good.
Oh, no, no, no! No!
Son of a bitch! No! Stop!
No! Help! Help!
Help!
Sheriff?
Sheriff? Oh, my God.
Sheriff?
(GROANING)
He's got experience. So what?
The way I see it,
we have two options. We can
get rid of him, or use him.
I know my preference.
He wrecked my cage.
He found the kid.
We would have
found him eventually.
Smashed it to pieces.
Without Cobb, we are gonna...
He'll pull through. He has to.
Built that cage
with my own two hands.
You'll build a new one.
Yeah, but not as good.
Jo, the guy's obviously
good at what he does.
And right now,
we need every resource
at our disposal.
I still think
it's a bad idea.
Marshal, come on,
let's go for a ride.
So, back there,
when you said,
"Get rid of him,"
was that like,
you know, "Buy him
a bus ticket, get rid of him,"
like, you know...
First things first.
Standard
non-disclosure agreement.
It says that you will be
charged with treason if you
tell anyone what you see here.
A lot of people would like
to get their hands on
what I'm about to show you.
Sign it.
Where are you taking me,
Area 51?
Please. They wish
they had our security.
Slow down.
What are you doing?
(LAUGHING)
Ma'am.
(BEEPING)
What in the...
You're all clear.
I think I'm blind.
Relax. That almost
never happens.
CARTER: Oh!
Oh, man,
what did I just sign?
Welcome to Eureka.
It started during
World War II,
when Einstein realized that
our future was in the hands
of scientists, not soldiers.
Wait, Einstein?
Like the Einstein?
He convinced
President Truman
to create a haven
where the world's greatest
thinkers could live and work.
And since then,
most of our major
scientific breakthroughs
have happened
right here in Eureka.
Hold on.
Put that on, please.
Whoa.
So where do you fit in,
in all this?
I mean, no offense,
but you don't strike me
as the science type.
I'm the government liaison.
It's my job
to make sure the research
being done here is...
Profitable.
I was gonna say productive,
but building a better
tomorrow doesn't come cheap.
Guess that explains
Fort Knox.
Section Five restricted
to military projects only.
Military? You mean weapons?
Couldn't say. You need
NSA clearance to enter.
Well, so much for building
a better tomorrow.
Life is full
of compromises, Marshal.
The tradeoff is
that Eureka has
the best of everything.
School, housing, health care.
I hope with
an emphasis on the latter,
after what I've seen.
There are always risks.
You've had problems before.
Occasionally.
Like?
Global warming.
I'd like you to meet
one of our top scientists.
(GRUNTING)
Simulation off!
Fargo, this is not Level Six!
Actually, that's Level Four.
You mastered that last week.
I could recalibrate
the system if it's
too advanced for you.
WARREN: No. It's fine.
Did you need something?
Allison Blake's
on her way up.
Sheriff Cobb was injured.
Really? Better put on
my sad face.
Hey, hey, hey! Easy, easy.
It's not a toy.
You could put
somebody's eye out.
There's also a visitor,
a U.S. Marshal.
In Eureka?
Maybe there's a dangerous
fugitive on the loose.
Wouldn't that be exciting?
Don't be ridiculous.
I know, what was I thinking?
But then again,
why else would he be here?
(ELEVATOR DOOR OPENING)
What's all this for?
Professor King is
trying to locate
the Point of Origin.
Origin of what?
Everything.
Life, the universe.
It all had to start somewhere.
Precisely where is
what I intend to find out.
Professor Warren King,
Marshal Jack Carter.
Oh.
Professor King is
a Nobel laureate
and noted astrophysicist.
Wow, well, I'm captain
of my division softball team.
It sounded better in my head.
I see what you mean.
Allison,
how's the Sheriff doing?
He's still in surgery.
But the Marshal
has agreed to help us
during his absence.
The Marshal?
Oh, how generous.
Well, you must find all
of this a bit shocking.
Well, I'm from LA.
Nothing shocks me.
I see.
Well, almost nothing.
Well, perhaps we should
just jump right in.
Right.
WARREN: It's right this way.
We carbon-dated
the trees in and around
the event perimeter.
They range in age from 12
to 1,200 years old.
I take it that's not normal.
What about that
sounds normal?
Rapid aging like that can
only be caused by some
sort of quantum anomaly.
And then there's the temporal
bilocation of the RV...
I'm sorry,
come again?
Temporal bilocation.
Fargo!
Somehow, the back
half of the RV became
momentarily isolated
from the front.
It's caught
in a different time stream.
Where it ended up
was a direct result
of the earth
rotating beneath it
during stasis.
How is that possible?
Well, it's a good question.
We're auditing
all active projects,
but so far,
none of them seem related.
Including yours?
Hold on!
That's all right,
Allison, Marshal's just
being thorough.
No, my research
involves using
advanced pattern
recognition software
to trace cosmological events.
So, unless you're
afraid of a little math...
And what about Section Five?
Surely you have more than math
locked up in there.
Details concerning
S-Five labs are all
strictly classified,
but as far as I know,
nothing in there
could have caused this.
As far as you know?
No offense, but
isn't it your job to know?
Oh. Pushy.
We should get back to work.
Allison, keep me posted
on the Sheriff's progress.
We're all pulling for him.
Well, that wasn't
at all awkward.
You want me to help,
this is me helping.
Just lay off of Warren, okay?
He's not one of
your escaped felons.
"Warren," huh?
Sounds like someone
has a crush on the teacher.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Really gotta start
wearing my seat belt.
Are you questioning
my professionalism?
It was a joke, but I forgot
the D.O.D. Doesn't have
a sense of humor.
Well, maybe
you're just not funny.
Look, I'm still trying
to wrap my brain
around all this.
I don't know squat
about quantum physics,
and to be perfectly honest,
I'm not sure whether
I can help you or not!
But if you want me to try,
then I'm gonna have
to do my job my way.
And for the record,
I'm all kinds of funny.
Can I have my gun?
Thank you.
Oh, son of a...
Stop the car.
Stop the car!
Don't wait for me.
What you reading?
Popular Science.
It's all they have...
Crap.
What are you doing
out of your cell?
I'm getting takeout
for me and Jo.
Turns out we have
a lot in common.
Like what?
Like fighting an oppressive
patriarchal society
to express our feminine power.
(VINCENT CLEARING THROAT)
Are you hungry?
Vincent can make
anything you want.
They don't even
have menus here.
Marshal,
you name it, I got it.
Yeah, what the hell,
surprise me.
VINCENT: One Chef's
Special, coming up.
So, where have you
been all afternoon?
Yeah, about that.
We should talk.
Okay, please,
just give me the bad news.
What does that mean?
Well, the last time you
wanted to talk, you told me
you were moving out.
No, no, and the time
before that, you said
that Grandma had died.
Do you see the pattern here?
No, it's nothing like that.
Okay, yeah,
it's something like that.
The Sheriff got injured,
and we're gonna
be here for a while.
What?
Nothing.
Just go
investigate something.
They need my help.
I can't walk away from that.
Since when?
That's one Fugu-sashi,
one cheeseburger,
and a side order
of salt-crusted yams and
shaved white truffles to go.
Tell Jo if she wants
to trip me up, she'll have
to do better than that.
Thanks, Vin.
Well, I guess I'll see you
when I see you.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, Zoe, look,
why don't you come
with me to Beverly's?
I'll get you a room.
Touched. Pass.
Zoe!
I'll be done
as soon as I can.
You used to say
the same thing to Mom.
I guess she finally
got tired of waiting.
Don't...
(DOOR CLOSING)
So, Marshal.
You're investigating
this thing, right?
I heard Ned Carver's cows
got sliced and diced
just like Walter's motor home.
Yeah, maybe it'd be best
not to spread that around.
Trust me, around here,
it's business as usual.
In fact,
we've got a pool going on
what's gonna get hit next.
Pot's up to about a grand
if you're interested.
Yeah, look, I'm gonna have
to take a rain check
on what I ordered.
What do I owe you?
On the house.
Of course, if you have
the inside scoop on where
things might be headed...
Right now I'm more concerned
with where things started.
Can I borrow this?
Yeah.
(KNOCKING)
Hey, little man, is...
Archimedes, right?
ALLISON: Honey, who is it?
Five, 13, '69.
Tuesday.
Okay, sweetie,
go back inside.
Marshal? What's going on?
He's a nice kid. We chatted
in the park earlier today.
Are you trying to be funny?
No.
My son has autism,
he barely speaks
to the people that he knows.
I'm sorry,
I didn't realize...
I'm sorry.
It's been a long day.
I think I have a lead.
But, as much
as I hate to admit it,
I'm gonna have to run it
by your professor friend.
WARREN: You called me here
to look at a map?
What are those?
CARTER: These are
the rough locations of
every reported anomaly.
I'm well aware of Vincent's
tacky little pool, Marshal.
Well, what are... We're
gonna start placing bets now,
is that your idea?
No. Your pattern
recognition software traces
cosmic events to
the point of origin, correct?
What if the events
are a little more local?
ALLISON: Could that
actually work?
Yeah, in theory it could.
It'd take a major
recalculation, though.
Well, what's the matter,
Warren, are you afraid
of a little math?
No, I'm not afraid
of a little math.
It can't hurt to try,
though, right?
It's a little simple,
but, okay, this'll take
a little while.
May I drop you someplace,
Marshal?
No, I'll walk.
I could use the fresh air.
WARREN: Right.
See you,
Archimedes.
Marshal?
Yeah?
Thanks.
Yeah.
Something wrong?
No, nothing.
Okay.
VINCENT: Just a second,
I just gotta
take out the trash.
(RATTLING)
Oh, no.
Look out!
Go, go, go!
Let's go, let's go,
come on, let's go!
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
Come on, come on,
come on! Go, go, go!
Charlie! Drop
the damn rocks, let's go!
(ALARM BLARING)
(PHONE RINGING)
I just got off an 18 hour
flight from Indonesia,
so before you speak,
consider the impact
this call will have
on your career
if it's not
of monumental importance.
CORPORAL: It's Eureka, sir.
We've got
a priority one situation.
Wake up the Chairman
of the Senate
Appropriations Committee.
Gather everybody
in the sit room.
Tell them the topic
of discussion will be
"I told you so."
Oh, man! The car.
(HYPERVENTILATING)
Breathe, Walter.
Okay, now what happened?
I got myself
involved in something.
What do you mean?
I...
The annual review
is coming up next month,
and I told you
that I was struggling
to make my deadline.
Yes, I know it was
causing some tension
with you and Susan.
They said
they could help me.
Slow down.
Who is "they"?
I don't know.
I've never seen them.
And they did help me.
But now
everything's falling apart.
(CREAKING)
Who's that?
Marshal?
I saw a light on.
Hey, it's Walter, right?
How's the family doing?
Fine.
(STUTTERING) And they're
probably waiting for me.
So...
Walter, we will talk
tomorrow, okay?
Sure.
Okay.
Everything okay?
Emergency session.
Normally, I try to keep
my evenings free,
but as you're discovering,
this town is anything
but normal.
Like your little
bed-and-breakfast.
We all have
our roles to play.
Now, I don't know
about you, but I could
really use a drink.
Why don't you make
yourself comfortable?
So how's his son doing?
He'll be fine.
Kids are resilient.
It's the adults
I worry about,
especially around here.
If I was stuck
in this cracker farm,
I'd probably
need a shrink, too.
Who says you don't?
And I prefer
"psychotherapist."
Well, maintaining
relationships is tough
in your line of work.
It helps to have
someone to talk to.
Do what I do,
the job comes first.
I imagine your
wife might disagree.
She knew what she was
getting herself into.
Still, the time away,
the distance.
It must take
its toll on you, too.
Especially with
a child involved.
I tried a desk job
when Zoe was born.
Change to make others happy,
you end up making
yourself miserable.
That's exactly
what I told Abbey.
But she felt you were
choosing your job over them.
Yeah, and I told her
it's not that simple.
I mean, it's not just a job.
I stop bad people
from doing bad things.
Well, I'm sure that's
a tremendous comfort
when you go home at night
alone.
So, you don't pull punches.
I've counseled some
prominent people, Marshal.
Diplomats, dignitaries,
even a few presidents.
I knew that was him.
They don't pay me
to pull punches.
They want honesty.
Easy, Marshal, it's us.
(CARTER GROANS)
Where's Beverly?
Is she okay?
Aside from a bruised ego.
I've never had a man
fall asleep on me before.
Well, it's time to wake up.
(GROANING)
What happened?
Things have gotten worse.
The diner.
We had our first fatality.
I was just there
with my daughter.
She's fine.
Okay.
And what about King?
Any luck?
That's the good news.
He may have found
a point of origin.
Where?
Come with me, I'll show you.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
So, you and Beverly Barlowe.
We were just talking.
That why there's
lipstick on your collar?
I knew that.
Right.
Oh, thank God,
I was just trying to call you.
Please, please. Come in.
What's wrong?
It's Walter.
He's just...
He hasn't been himself,
he is so stressed out,
and then after nearly
losing Brian in that thing
with the motor home...
Susan, Susan, calm down.
Where's Walter?
Okay, he came home late,
very late last night,
and then just locked
himself in the basement.
Something went wrong
with his experiment,
and I think
he's been trying to fix it.
You should stay
up here with me.
Walter? Sweetie?
You need to come out now,
the police are here.
Walter!
You gotta be
kidding me.
All right, let's see
if Mrs. Perkins has the code.
Susan!
Doesn't anyone do
anything halfway around here?
(RUMBLING)
Hey, Jo,
any luck on that code?
Nope. But I found a key.
Oh.
Dr. Perkins,
it's Deputy Lupo.
If you can hear me,
back away from the door.
Maybe this isn't the best
way to do that.
(DOOR CREAKING)
Ladies first.
I think we found
our point of origin.
That's not all we found.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Let's not shoot
the crazy-end-of-the-world
machine just yet, okay?
Whoa! Go! Go, go, go!
Somebody order an invasion?
(ALL CHATTERING)
(MAN CHATTERING
ON LOUDSPEAKER)
All right, listen up!
I want those seals
checked and rechecked.
This is a Class Three Hot Zone
till I say otherwise.
Colonel Briggs.
First Rangers, Fort Bragg.
Hello, Jo. You wanna help?
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant!
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir!
Congratulations, Miss Blake.
Looks like you people finally
screwed the pooch but good.
Colonel Briggs,
what do you think
you're doing?
Something I should've done
the last time one of your
little science projects
got out of hand.
Eureka is
under D.O.D. Jurisdiction.
Was under D.O.D. Jurisdiction.
Now it's a matter
of national security,
which means you answer to me.
Okay, let's move
that machine out of here!
Idiot.
So you two are close, then?
You know, the boyish charm
act works better when
you're showered and shaved.
Yeah, it's on my to-do list.
So, where they taking
that thing?
Where else?
Will somebody
please explain to me what
we're dealing with here?
From what we can gather,
it's a prototype
tachyon accelerator.
In English, Professor.
I'll speak slowly
for your benefit, Colonel.
A tachyon is a hypothetical
particle that travels faster
than the speed of light.
Okay.
No, that's not okay.
Nothing can travel faster
than the speed of light,
or the whole concept
of linear time
becomes meaningless.
If Walter Perkins
created some sort
of tachyon collision,
then time, as we know it,
ceases to exist,
and the laws of physics
break down at the most
fundamental level.
And if we don't stop this,
no one will be safe.
Now this is why
I hate this town.
Well, hang on, how could
Walter Perkins have even built
this without anyone knowing?
He had to break
some major protocols.
I mean, this is
a stolen Sentex prototype,
strictly next-gen
military hardware.
So the question is,
could Walter have
built this on his own?
And where would he get
ahold of something like this?
Section Five?
Well, I don't see
how that's possible.
But I guarantee you,
there'll be
a thorough inquiry.
You can count on it.
BRIGGS: All right,
I've heard enough.
Now listen up. My orders
are to contain this area,
so anyone here stays here
till we figure this out.
This is Briggs.
Start taking people
down to the bunkers,
women and children first.
Zoe.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
ZOE: Hey, Jo, this apricot
bath scrub, it's killer.
Where'd you get it? Jo?
Jo, you there?
(SCREAMS)
MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER:
All civilians proceed
to emergency shelters.
Do not panic.
Proceed in an orderly fashion
to the nearest shelter.
Come on, this way, Brian.
Clear the streets, Sergeant,
clear the streets now.
Get out of my way.
I have my orders, sir.
No one leaves.
I'm going to get my daughter.
I wouldn't do that, Marshal.
Tell your grunt he's got
two seconds before
I make him eat that rifle.
That grunt is
a Force Recon Commando
who can kill you
a hundred different ways
with his bare hands.
The rifle's just
his way of being polite.
She's my daughter!
I don't care!
Stand at ease, Bud.
I hate to interrupt,
but we have
bigger issues at hand.
Time is unraveling.
The laws of physics
are breaking down.
Now, correct me if I'm wrong,
but that's the kind of thing
that's not gonna stop
at the city limits, is it?
A rift of this magnitude
will continue to grow
exponentially, unless...
Henry, is it possible
Walter was trying
to create another collision
when his machine blew?
Right, theoretically,
the two events would
cancel each other out.
I mean, it's sort of
like starting a backfire
in a brush blaze.
Right, so if we can
get this one
up and running again...
I've got some
Grade A hardware
in the garage.
I mean, not like
what Walter was using,
but it should do the trick.
Except for one small problem.
Part of his formula
was lost in the blast.
I mean, without it,
the accelerator's useless.
Are you telling me
in this town
full of supergeeks,
you can't find
one person who can do
a simple math problem?
It's not that simple.
Walter was our top
quantum physicist.
Now, he could have
worked on this for months.
CARTER: Oh, my...
What?
HENRY: Years.
I don't know.
I could swear
I've seen this before.
HENRY: Even if we put
our top people on it,
excuse me,
it's not gonna be
a walk in the park.
BRIGGS: I understand that.
I need to borrow
your car keys.
Okay, what are you thinking?
Trust me.
Do I have any choice?
Hey, watch yourself.
Okay, right.
Jo, I need to get out of here.
Do you think you can take him?
Please.
He's Force Recon.
JO: Hey, soldier boy.
U.S. Marshal.
Go ahead, sir.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Just don't do what they say.
No information.
WOMAN: I'm not sure...
Dad!
Honey.
You okay?
Yeah. What the hell's
going on?
There's this machine
and a missing formula,
a lot of science stuff
I can't explain.
What are we gonna do?
We aren't gonna do anything.
You're gonna stay right here
where it's safe.
Like hell!
I'm coming with you!
Zoe, I don't have time
to argue!
Which is why I'm gonna win.
Okay. You stay by my side,
you don't leave my sight,
not for a second,
you got it?
Yeah.
Let's go.
CARTER: Hey, we need help.
Nice to see you,
too, Marshal.
Nasty out there, huh?
I think I can fix it.
But I can't do it alone.
How can I help?
Actually, you can't,
but I'm hoping he can.
(RUMBLING)
All right, this has
gone on long enough.
He just needs more time.
Yeah, like 15 years
and a college degree.
He's just a kid,
for crying out loud.
Just give him a chance.
Allison, maybe he's right.
We all know Kevin
has special talents,
but this is just
too much, especially
under these conditions.
Yeah. Yeah, it's not working.
CARTER: There you go,
buddy. Give that a try.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
It's all him.
Got it. Let me in here.
He got it! He got it.
Well, I'll be damned.
Henry, let's get to work.
(EXPLOSION)
(ALL CLAMORING)
Easy on that.
Oh, man.
Man, this thing is cold.
Easy.
Henry, remember Groom Lake?
(LAUGHING) Yeah,
but this time you're sober.
Well...
HENRY: Almost there.
That should be it.
Lock it in.
Okay, people,
it's now or never.
Nonessentials, clear out.
(CRASHING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
BRIGGS: Everybody,
get out of here! Let's go!
WOMAN: This way, let's go!
Great work, kid!
All right, on my count,
here we go.
One, two, three, now!
Ring one!
Sir, it's been an honor
working with you.
You too, Bud.
Now! Ring two.
CARTER: Oh, man.
Dad, I'm scared.
I know.
There goes nothing!
On my count!
One, two, three.
Now!
Henry, wait,
do I need goggles?
No.
(WHIRRING)
Walter.
Walter, you son of a...
BRIGGS: So,
what about the machine?
We'll take it back
to the lab for analysis.
And then?
Then we'll lock it away
in a very safe place.
I hope so.
'Cause I don't like this town.
I think it's a powder keg.
And I think you people get off
on playing with matches.
I'll tell you what,
99% of the equipment you use
to keep this country safe
was developed here.
So, when you're
ready to give that up,
you just let me know.
You were lucky this time,
but I'll be watching.
You lied to me.
Allison, Allison,
it's not that simple.
The chip Walter had
was stolen from Section Five,
and you knew it.
You put everyone's
lives at risk.
I don't know how
he got that chip, Allison,
but I promise you
I had no knowledge of it.
For your sake,
Warren, I hope not.
Trouble in paradise?
Fargo...
They're ready for you.
Stay!
(SEGWAY WHIRRING)
Sorry, sir.
Come on,
we did this an hour ago.
Just do it, do it.
(BEEPS)
You touched my eye.
(SECURITY PANEL BEEPING)
Let's go.
You got serious
power issues, man.
What a jerk.
Space shuttles?
Uh-huh.
Turn her over.
No, no, no, remote.
(ENGINE STARTING)
(LAUGHING)
Thanks.
Try to keep her on the ground.
No, no, really.
Yeah.
(SOUND OF JET ENGINE)
(LAUGHING)
Nice.
Now remember what I said.
Games are okay, just don't
play by their rules.
Ready to go?
I am.
You know,
she's really very insightful.
Yeah,
she should write a book.
Jo, thanks for everything.
Tell the Sheriff
I'm sorry we missed him.
Tell him yourself.
You're leaving us
so soon, Marshal?
Good to see you
up and about, Sheriff.
Should you be up and about?
No, but don't
tell the doctors.
I owe you big, Marshal.
No, I was just doing my job.
No, you were doing my job.
And you did it well,
I might add.
Thanks.
So, is this Henry?
Yeah, Henry.
Bye.
Bye.
Yeah. The man does good work.
Try to keep it on the ground.
Yeah, you, too.
Adiós, Zoe.
Bye, Sheriff.
See you later.
So what do you think?
I think I'd like it
better in black.
You know what I mean.
We could do worse.
You know, Zoe, it was wrong
for me to leave you like that.
I know it was rough,
and that I wasn't
always available. So...
Are you apologizing?
Well, no!
Yes, you are!
No!
You are. You're
totally apologizing to me.
All right, yeah.
Yeah, I am sorry.
Now, is there something
you wanna say to me?
Nope.
Oh, you're definitely my kid.
You do realize that's
what got us in this mess
in the first place?
What's that?
You not keeping
your eyes on the road.
What were you
looking at, anyway?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
SUSAN: I still
can't believe it.
So you had no idea Walter
was involved in some kind
of corporate espionage?
No, none. Except...
Except what?
Well, there were phone calls.
Sometimes late at night.
From whom?
Walter wouldn't say.
But I could tell
that he was frightened.
I think he must have been
working with someone else.
Here. Drink this.
It'll make you feel better.
Thanks. You're so sweet.
So, have you told
anyone else about this?
Mmm. No, but I will.
Oh, Susan, you have
no idea how sorry
I am to hear that.
It took us a long time
to find the right candidate.
Even longer for him to gain
access to Section Five.
Walter was doing so well,
and now we'll have
to start all over again.
(CHOKING)
I was so hoping you
and I might become friends.
(GASPS)
(BEEPING)
Jo? It's Beverly.
I'm over
at the Perkins' house.
Susan's committed suicide.
Yeah.
Okay.
Carter, these are Special
Agents Hicks and Miller,
Department of Defense.
Look, is this is about
that thing I signed,
I didn't tell anyone.
Actually, we're here
on behalf of the Major.
He was very impressed.
You mean Colonel...
Colonel Briggs.
No, Major William Cobb,
Army Intelligence.
He said you two
worked together recently.
Oh,
you mean the Sheriff?
With his recommendation,
your security classification
and pay level will increase,
effective immediately.
Marshal. Sir.
I don't understand.
Relax, Carter.
It's a promotion.
Congratulations.
Define promotion.
Yeah. Okay.
Not the promotion
you were hoping for.
No big deal.
You can do this, Jack.
Make it happen.
(EXPLOSION)
(CRASHING)
Jo, call Henry.