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way to go oh shoot her man oh shoot her
yes he has a hostage the tech post has

been there right now trying to talk him
down he needs all available units right

now what what are you kidding me

You okay?

Jim?

Jim?

Oh, no.

Jim, are you okay?

Hang on, I'll call an ambulance.

The good news is it didn't hit bold. The
doctor says you should be back to work

in a week.

Connor, um, would you do me a favor and
handle my caseload while I'm out?

Uh, of course.

Any objections, sir?

Works for me.

If you don't mind, I just need a minute
with Simon and Blair.

If I have any questions, I'll give you a
call.

Jim, what's going on?

There's something else in that store
today.

It was a jaguar.

What?

What do you mean? Like a vision? Like
your animal spirit?

No, no.

That was a black jaguar.

This was spotted.

It might have been from an adrenaline
rush, from getting shot. Was it before

after it happened?

Sandberg.

This is important, Simon.

Jim's visions usually have a deeper
meaning.

Right now, he's a man who needs his
rest. You can finish this tomorrow. Come

Okay.

We through, officer.

And nearly here, Ms. Barnes.

Pending your blood test, of course.

And it's Inspector, if you don't mind.

There are no drugs or alcohol in me,
Inspector.

But cars don't demolish themselves on
their own whim, do they?

You're here kind of late, aren't you?

Yeah. I'm fumigating my building at the
university. I can't work there, and I...

I can't work at home because gyms just
drive me crazy. I swear, it's like

with an evil stepfather.

She's driving me crazy.

Hey, Brown, you know what's going on
over there?

Yes. I was on my way in. A girl was
sitting on a curb. A car wrapped around

telephone pole. But the girl was, like,
yelling and screaming and figuring out

that the lights were killing her eyes.
And then she started bugging out about

how the noise was getting to her. So I
don't know what's going on.

Really? Yeah, it was crazy.

Tell you what, I'll bring that over
there, Megan. Yeah, sure.

An oncoming car flashes its brights
through. You can't see. That I can buy.

But why start to disrobe in the middle
of the highway?

I... My skin hurt. The clothes felt like
sandpaper all of a sudden. I don't

know. Megan?

Here's that blood test you wanted.

Oh, thanks, Sandy.

Oh.

Negative. Negative.

May I leave now?

Um, please sign here.

I'll collect your belongings at the
booking desk downstairs and... See you,

Doctor.

Excuse me, Miss.

Hi, my name's Blair Sandberg and I'm a
consultant at the police department. I

was wondering if I could ask you a few
questions about the light hurting your

eyes and about your clothes making your
skin ache. Read the report.

Do colors seem a little bit more vivid
to you? Do smells seem more powerful?

Look, I've already been to three
different doctors. None of them could

what's wrong.

It's no surprise. Look, have you
recently experienced any prolonged

isolation?

Who the hell are you?

I'm an anthropologist.

And I think I know what's happening to
you if you would just meet me at the

university here.

We could talk further.

Think about it, all right? Good.

Just meet me right there.

I live here too, remember?

Sorry, Chief. I guess I'm just a little
jumpy.

Say so.

How's the arm?

Doc, because I can go back to work on
Monday.

Good.

I'm sure everybody will be really glad
when that happens.

So, uh, what was the deal with the
greeting, man?

You having some sort of, uh... No.

Oh, hey, I was down at the station doing
some work, and I met this woman. Look,

Chief, why don't you spare me the
details?

Okay, I'll tell you later.

Whatever. Okay.

In primitive cultures, sentinels were
the tribal guardians. They were chosen

because of their superior sensory
awareness. They could hear better, they

smell better, they could feel and taste
things that other people couldn't.

How do you know all this?

Well, it's the subject of my
anthropology doctorate.

All right, so why is this happening to
me now?

Well, in some sentinels, their ability's
like dormant. It just takes a

prolonged, isolated period to bring them
out.

You were asking me about that before.

A couple of months ago, I was on a
camping trip, and I was lost in the

a week.

That's textbook.

You know, it's a survival response. I
can help you understand this.

I'm not sure I want to understand it.
I'd rather just be like I was before.

Alex, you may not believe me, but there
is nothing to be afraid of. What you

have is a gift.

I've been unable to illuminate the
meaning of my primary subject's

vision. and he seems unusually reluctant
to explore the matter.

Concerning my secondary subject, I've
been unable to find any data which would

suggest what would happen if two
sentinels were to come together. Would

each other as allies? Would they face
off in some type of territorial rivalry?

Now, if, in fact, my secondary subject
does turn out to be a sentinel, I'm

to have to bring them together in a
carefully controlled situation.

So at the present time, I've decided not
to tell Jim Ellison or Alex Barnes

about one another.

Mr. Grieger, monitors one and two are
out. I want Brock and Kavanaugh to check

out the circus, and I want Lenski to
eyeball the West Wing.

You turned my love around the first time
it went down. And so you cried.

Alive. Alive.

You gave me that drive and gave your
love to another guy. I feel like

dying. I feel like dying.

The wires of two or three have been cut.

Somebody's been out there.

We've got an intruder in the building.

I see him.

He's in the west wing in H corridor.

We're coming to the vent.

Recorder F now, heading toward H.

Make sure all perimeters are secure.

We copy that, sir.

Go.

They could hear better, they could smell
better, they could feel and taste

things that other people couldn't.

This is amazing.

When you told me you're an artist, I had
no idea. Do you know that all this

stuff is rooted in Sentinel symbolism?

I mean, you got the jungles, you got the
jaguars, you got the Indians. I mean,

crying out loud, you even got the eye.

I saw the pictures in Burton's book. I
knew you had it there.

The idea just come to me. I have no idea
why.

Well, there's a whole mystical side of
this that you're obviously tapped into

somehow. You know, my senses started
going crazy. I was frightened.

And now that I'm finally starting to
understand all of this, I like it.

Good. Good.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Yeah.

Yeah, why don't you run that car
accident by me again?

Tell me about that one more time.

The car coming the other way had a
sprite gone, and...

Suddenly I felt this throbbing pain in
my skull.

It hurt so badly I couldn't even see
where I was driving.

I think the next thing I knew I'd hit a
telephone pole.

Now, every time you experience these
heightened senses, do you get a

Yeah, pretty much.

Your headaches are connected to your
heightened senses somehow, so we just

to figure out how.

There's nothing to worry about.

It's all good.

Hey, I heard there's a vicious rumor
that you are back among the living.

How are you feeling?

That depends.

How's my caseload?

Don't worry. I saved your life. We could
use your help on the Oberon heist.

Where's your shadow?

He begged off.

He's working on some big project at the
university. He hasn't seen them all

week, really.

What have we got here?

The supervisor at Oberon Security has no
idea what information was accessed.

But the firm designed a steady -up
security system for major corporations.

Well, the big question is, how did the
thief get in, defeat their whole system,

and then get out again?

Tax employee, maybe? Not likely.

We've asked for a personal list, but
they screen everyone who works here very

carefully. Take a look at this, Jim. Go
ahead, run.

One of their security cameras caught the
thief as he was trying to escape.

That must be one hell of a loud alarm.

Strange, isn't it?

Damn it, Carl.

I'm surprised you didn't hear my
breathing.

I was tired.

You might have been a cop.

What good are your senses if you don't
use them?

I'll be real careful next time, okay?

I've analyzed the security designs you
stole from Oberon.

I think we can get past everything but
this fingerprint scanner on the fifth

level.

You just can't override that.

We'll have to go through it.

So, how was the job?

Any problems?

No.

Don't lie to me, Alex.

I was monitoring the police scanner.

You shot a guard.

It was one of your headaches, wasn't it?
I got the job done.

And you almost got caught. Oh, and of
course, there was that little car

accident. Well, you think I didn't find
out about it? They arrested you, for

God's sake. And they let me go.

Alex, you've made us both a lot of
money.

But you're becoming unreliable. I'm
beginning to think I should change

No, really.

Well, unless you've forgotten, I do the
work.

You plan the jobs.

You handle the clients.

You fence the goods.

Oh, you're talented, Alex.

But you lack discipline and direction.

And these crippling headaches are making
you careless.

Actually, I found somebody who can help
me with that.

He works at the university.

What?

You told him about your senses?

It was a chance meeting.

He's an expert on people like me.

I don't like the idea of someone knowing
about you.

After I get what I want, I will deal
with him.

Well, I was in the jungle. Except I
wasn't myself. I was some kind of

with a bow and arrow and my face was
painted.

And in the jungle parted and I saw
this...

Huge, ancient temple. It looked like it
was a thousand years old.

And there was a stone pyramid, and right
in the middle there was a statue of a

leopard or a panther or some cat.
Jaguar.

What?

The first known civilized people in
South America were the Olmecs.

Legend has it that they built a temple
in the middle of the jungle.

Now, supposedly, sentinels would go
there and have a mystical experience so

powerful that they would see the eye of
God.

Does it really exist?

Well, it was always believed to be a
myth, but three years ago, an

in the Yucatan named Feliz Santiago came
across some carvings that he believed

depicted the Temple of the Sentinels.

This is the place of my dream.

Yeah, I know.

It's exactly like your artwork. I mean,
you're obviously tapped into some primal

ancestral memories. Just hold on to that
thought. I've got to go talk to a

professor about a lab I'm teaching for
him, but I'll just be back in a couple

minutes. Afterward, are you free for
dinner?

Dinner? Yeah. That sounds great.

Good.

Legend has it, sentinels would go there
and have a mystical experience. They

would see the eye of God.

Hey, Jim.

What's up? It's just getting a little
too claustrophobic around here for me,

Chief. I'm sorry.

Wait a minute, Jim.

This is all my stuff. What's going on?

I just need a little space.

I feel like the walls are closing in.

Are you kicking me out? I just can't
have anybody here right now. Wait a

Jim. Hey, we just got to sit down and we
got to talk about what's going on with

you. I don't want to talk about it. I
don't want to analyze it. I just need

out of here by the time I get back.

roommate freaked out last night and
kicked me out. I spent the night in a

It's no biggie, though.

You're kidding me. Oh, I'm totally
serious.

But in that time, I was able to develop
a theory about your headaches.

Now, your central nervous system isn't
used to so much stimulation, so when

senses go on high, your nerve endings
get overloaded, and it creates sort of a

pain -inducing sensory spasm.

Now, how do I stop it?

Well, um, you see those daffodils over
there?

Now, I want you to concentrate on
smelling them, all right? And if you

get a headache, just really focus in on
the scent. Really concentrate on

smelling the flowers and nothing else.

No, incredible.

Good, good, good.

Now, concentrate. Focus in on the smell.

I can't.

It's all right, it's all right. It just
hurts too much.

It's all right, it's all right. It'll
take a little practice, but we'll get

It'll be good. Come on. I got some other
tests.

Thanks.

I really appreciate your help.

That was the FBI. All of the ex -O
'Brien employees checked out clean.

what are you doing at my desk?

My phone was out.

And I just thought, since we're working
with them, Kate... Could you please...

What is this?

Oh,

this looks like one of your friends.
Brown.

Um, Brown.

Now, do me a favor.

Please do not use my desk as a filing
cabinet.

Could you listen up, please?

Everybody, that is my desk. I do not
want you to put anything on it or take

anything from it. Are we clear? Was this
kindergarten?

Hello? Are you listening to me? What is
going on here?

Jim.

Yes? Could I have a word with you,
please?

I came home last night. All my stuff was
packed up.

I tried to talk to him, but then he just
walked out of the apartment.

Simon sent him home today.

Are you kidding me? For what?

He threw a tanty in the bullpen about
people touching his things. Told me I

couldn't sit at his desk.

We've had a blue or two before, but
this... Sandy, how did an

anthropologist get hooked up with a
detective?

Well, that's a long story, Megan.

One day I'll get the good oil. I'll have
to coerce a confession from you.

Yeah, maybe.

I don't know Jim well, but his
behavior's obviously changed.

Well, if you're asking me what's wrong
with him, Megan, I don't have all the

answers.

I think we should talk to him. Between
the two of us, I'm sure we can get to

bottom of this.

Uh, Megan, wait up.

This is Courier 5.

Something's been hijacked. The
prototype's been stolen.

It's in a blue 4x4.

License plate 851 FMC.

Circuit's dead.

What is going on here?

What do you want?

Hey, Jim.

Where is everything, man?

I put it in the basement.

There's too many distractions.

The place is way too cluttered.

It's freezing in here. Aren't you cold?

Something's going on out there.

Something very wrong.

I've never felt anything like this
before.

Hey, Jim, what do you say you come
inside?

Sirens.

It's not good for you.

I knew that's good.

This is David 152 responding.

Proceeding south on Lincoln to Dearborn.

We'll try to catch him before he turns
off Lincoln.

This is David 152. We're in pursuit of
the suspect's vehicle.

I don't want to talk about it. I just
need you out of here by the time I get

back.

We searched the roof and the entire
area, Captain, but somehow the suspect

slipped through. He jacked a high
-intensity cutting laser. It can slice

an inch thick of titanium -like butter.

Make short work of, say, a bank vault.

A bank vault?

We're pretty sure it's the same
perpetrator responsible for the Oberon

Similar height, build, and tire.

And he's left -handed.

which matches the description given by
the guard at Oberon. So first he steals

the designs from one of Oberon's top
security systems, then he hijacks a

Sounds like he's putting together the
pieces for a heist.

Did you want to talk to me?

Something weird happened at that
warehouse.

I hope this has something to do with why
you threw me out of the loft.

Probably.

This suspect has been one step ahead of
us the whole time.

And I'm telling you, I'm looking at the
tape and I'm noticing that this guy is

experiencing something akin to what I go
through when I have a sensory spike.

You know, if my senses are cranked up
and I hear a loud noise. So what are you

saying? I'm saying there's another one
out there like me. I've been having

experiences with this jaguar, like in
the store, and I've been having these

dreams. What dreams? I don't know, this
spotted cat. I had this other dream. I'm

in the jungle.

There's this temple or something, and
there's this statue of a jaguar,

it is.

You're having the same dreams.

Who's having the same dreams? The same
dreams as who?

Jim, there is another Sentinel.

But there's no way that she can be our
thief. She?

The lady in your office. When were you
at my office? Why didn't you tell me

this? I was meaning to, man. I was just
trying to get you two together in a

controlled situation, that's all. What
the hell did you do? What the hell did

you do?

Where is she?

Blair, hi.

What are you doing here?

If we come in, it's important.

Sure.

exactly know.

I'm here on an official visit, Ms.
Barnes.

I'm Detective Ellison.

Official? I just want to ask you a
couple questions about the hijacking of

courier van last night.

I have the burglary Tuesday night of a
security company.

I don't even know what you're talking
about. What does this have to do with

This work would seem to require a
special talent to pull off.

Thank you.

I'm not talking about your artwork.

I'm still not following you.

Alex, come on.

Stop playing these games, all right?

I told them all about you.

So am I under arrest?

Do you have any evidence that I've done
anything wrong? Did I say you did

anything wrong?

Okay. I want both of you to get out.

Now.

If you have any more accusations to
make, you can do it in court. You think

is just going to go away? Unless you
want a lawsuit.

For trespassing and harassment, I
suggest you leave.

All right, Chief, we got what we need.

I know exactly what you are, lady.

And I know what you are, too.

Welcome to the jungle.

I didn't put it together before, but, I
mean, this probably explains your

behavior at the loft and here at the
precinct. I mean, even before you came

contact with Alex, you probably sensed
that there was another sentinel, which

threatened your territorial imperatives.

Hey, man, you got that stuff on me?

Hey, Don Cornelius. Hey, what's going
on, man?

You run those prints through the NCIC
yet? Yeah, I got that for you.

Here it is.

Alex Barnes, a .k .a. Alicia Bannister.

A warrant issued for grand theft,
industrial espionage?

The girl's not bored, man.

Says here she served three years at the
California Women's Prison in Corona.

Looks like she played you pretty good,
man.

I'll take that. Thanks, H.

Are you telling me there's someone out
there with the same powers that you

It appears that way, Captain, yes.

What are we going to do about this, Jim?
I'm going to deal with it, Captain. I

promise you that. But my concern is
that...

Connor has got to be told somehow. I
mean, it's her case, too. Forget about

Connor. What am I going to tell the DA?

Just keep your eyes open, Chief.

You might have missed something last
night.

Hey, Jim, look. Come on. I know you're
still mad at me about not telling you

about Alex, but... Let's just drop that,
okay? I'm trying to get by it.

What's bugging me is, what are the
chances of two settlers appearing in

right, at this time, calling in with
you?

Well, maybe it wasn't chance, Jim. I
mean, you know there are no

mean, maybe it was fate. It was
synchronicity. I don't know. Time -space

continuum converging together at this
point, at this moment. This is like, it

could be beyond our comprehension.

What do you got?

Blonde hair.

If that ain't luck, can't come by a
thief.

My chief was wrong.

We got what we need.

You got a warrant to compel our suspect
to submit to a DNA test?

You forgot to tell me.

Come on now, Connor, don't spit the
bunny at me. Spit the dummy.

Right, right. I was going to call you.

Alex Barnes?

This is the worker who wrapped a car
around the pole, the skin nut.

What's she got to do with our case?

She is our case, Connor.

What?

what? There's a scrap shop down the
street she hangs out at. She might be

All right, let's check it out.

Wait a minute.

How do you know she's not in there?

Did you read the psychic vibration or
something?

Come on, we don't have time for this. We
have a warrant. Let's use the thing.

What is that smell?

You go off the coffee shop.

I'm kicking this thing. I stink.

Occurring theme.

I'm in the jungle. There's this temple
or something.

You knew we were on to her.

So I figured if we got a search warrant,
we'd find something incriminating.

There could be another reason.

Like what?

Like he's a sentinel, she's a sentinel.
This could be some kind of challenge.

What are you talking about, Sam Bird?

Some sort of duel?

Exactly, and there's only one way to end
it.

Captain Banks!

Yeah?

It's what's left of a portable hard
drive.

It's a removable data disk.

Can I see that?

Let's get it to the forensics lab.

I could make out like an O -V -E -R.

It was etched into the cover.

Oberon.

Looks like our security designed for the
hazmat research unit at Rainier

University. What's that?

Well, it's a lab at the university where
they do research on hazardous

materials. Two years ago, after a
canister of Ebola virus was stolen, the

regents put in a state -of -the -art
security system.

He was gone before we even knew what had
happened. Somehow we was able to

override our security systems on level
one to four.

And he used some kind of laser on level
five.

What's missing? Two canisters of VX
nerve gas.

How dangerous is it?

Each canister can kill everyone in
Cascade five times over.

Great. Keep me posted.

Looks like we caught a break here, guys.
A woman matching Alex Barnes'

description was seen boarding a plane to
Bogota.

Did they stop her?

Well, they didn't want to take a chance
on her releasing the gas.

They'll meet the plane at the airport.
Colombian military standing by.

You really think the Fed's got this
under control?

Well, I certainly feel better when she's
in custody. But for now, that's all we

can do.

You guys go home. I'll keep you posted
if anything comes up.

You two out to a late supper? Or an
early breakfast?

Uh, no thanks. There's some stuff that
Jim and I gotta go over.

There is?

Right. See you tomorrow, then.

Bye -bye.

Look, Jim.

I just wanted you to know that I
realized I was wrong for not telling you

Alex.

I was only thinking about myself, about
my work.

And somewhere along the line, I lost
track of my friend.

Chief, I don't know what you want me to
say. I don't know if I can get past

this. To me, it was a real breach of
trust.

And that struck really deep with me.

But give me a break here.

How was I supposed to know she was a
criminal?

Chief, this isn't about her being a
criminal. I gotta have a partner I can

trust.

Have you ever stopped to think what good
all this research is doing anyway?

Yeah, Jim, I think about it every day.

I mean, for one thing, it's helped you
find out who you are. Wait, whoa, whoa,

whoa.

I know who I am, okay? I don't need you
or anybody else to help me define that.

Is that clear?

Maybe it's just better if you finish
your dissertation or doctorate writing

about somebody else.

That's crazy.

I know I made a mistake, but I'm willing
to do whatever it takes to get past

this. But if you've got to hang on to
it...

You know where to find me.

Jim.

What's going on?

Don't you think you're a little hard on
the kid?

I mean, I'm the first one to admit
Sandberg had this false, but... Do you

you'd handle the thing on your own?

You never got on that plane to Bogota.

So now I feel connected to you.

Don't you feel something, too?

What do you want, Alex?

Jim, you and I are unlike any other
human beings.

I'll tell you how I felt about it.

I thought we could be together.

Well, why don't you drop by so we can
discuss it?

Oh,

I've got a better idea.

Why don't you come and try and find me?

The woman on board wasn't Alex Bond. I
know.

I think she's at the old foundry on 3rd.
Near the freeway off -ramp in the train

yards.

I'm on my way now.

Jim, let me get you some back up.

Go to call for backup.

I'm glad you're here. Where is she?

Over here.

Fuck. She's gone.

We've got to find Sandberg.

Come on.

If it hadn't been for you, I never would
have understood what I really am.

I owe you that.

You want to know how I really got the
fentanyl fences?

Solitary confinement in prison.

I thought I was going crazy.

It wasn't until I met you that I
realized what I'd become.

And look how you used this gift.

What a waste.

This is the one thing I really didn't
want to do.

But I can't leave you alone.

Gage, give me a hand.

Sanford!

Sanford, come on.

Come on, Sanford.

Get him out.

Sanford!

Get an ambulance here!

I don't hear a heartbeat. Do you? Do you
hear a heartbeat?

Chill! Chill!

No, nothing.

It is here we open.

All right, here we go.

All right, let's go. One, two, three.
Two. Three.

Four. Three. Four.

Five.

Let's go again.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

Three, damn it!

Give us a ring, guys.

Let's check his pulse.

This can't be happening.

This can't be happening.

This can't be happening.

Come on, Sanford.

Come on.

Come on, Chief.

Come on.

Come on, buddy. Come on.

I'm sorry, guys.

What do you mean, sorry?

Wait, this isn't over.

Come on, Sanford.

Come on.

Buddy, come on.

Come on, Sanford. Come on, damn it.

Jim, he's gone. Come on, let him go.

She's gone. Come on, Sanford. Come on,
Jim. No!