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[Will]: This night is a disaster
already. I can feel it.

[Abby]: What? But we haven't
even eaten yet.

[Will]: When you're on a date

with the mayor
of crazy town,

you can just
sense these things.

I just said I liked
John Cusack movies.

Old ones...

A-and the new ones,

[laughs]

So, what, that
makes me crazy?

I'm just saying,
on a first date...

These things

[Brit accent] are best left
unmentioned.

Okay, you're doing the

British accent
thing again.

[Brit accent] Am I, darling?

Yes, you do it when
you're feeling insecure.

No...
- Yes.

Behavior analyst.

[Brit accent] No, no, I do it

[Brit accent] when I've
nothing else to say,

[Brit accent] and I dread
the silences

between the sayings
of things.

Ah, yes. What will
happen if they strike?

What will happen?
Uh, death,

chaos, a baseball strike.

Try it.

Oh, this you telling
me to shut up?

Try it.

[Abby laughs]

Italian.

The, uh, restaurant
we're going to

is this Italian joint
called "Alfredo's".

You may have
heard of it.

As in five-star review,

"we don't take
reservations" Alfredo's?

For most
people, but...

Oh, really?

Well, I'm a very
influential guy.

Oh.

And I may have
also, possibly--

William...

Used my boss's name
to get us a table,

but it's an amazing
table, so...

Well...

[Bad Brit accent] That sounds
lovely, William!

Tip of the day,

Leave the accents to me.
[Brit accent] I do work on them.

[Brit accent] Come on, guv'nor! Let's
have a laugh and a pint!

Abby...

[Koda]: Hi.

[Chambers cartridge]

Okay...

I'm just going to
reach into my pocket

and get my wallet.

Everything's
in there.

Cash, cards,
take what you want--

Take 'em both.

[Will]: Hey, hey! Come on.

[Koda]: Get in there.

[Abby]: Will...

[Koda]: Shut up!

[Tires squeel away]

Skinny little punk,
ain't he? Ha.

This is a mistake.

If you want money,
we can negotiate that,

but kidnapping us is...

You have the
wrong people.

No, we don't.

You don't know
what's going on,

so if you want
to stay healthy,

you'll shut up,
listen, and learn,

both of you.

We know exactly
who you are,

Dr. Will Zimmerman,

and you're here
for one reason only.

You save his life,

or you both die.

[ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sanctuary theme ♪ ♪ ♪ ]

[Will]: What happened?

[Sioux]: It doesn't matter what
happened. Just fix him.

[Will]: It's obvious that
your friend needs help,

but I am not
your guy.

[Abby]: He's not lying.

[Abby]: You really did kidnap
the wrong person,

or-or people.

You're a doctor.

You work at
the Sanctuary.

He's a shrink,

who, yeah, works
at the Sanctuary.

When you put
it like that,

it sounds so cheap.

[Abby]: Okay, we have nothing
to gain by lying to these people.

[Abby]: We don't want to deepen
their obvious trust issues,

not to mention exacerbate
the dynamic of paranoia

already at play here.

[Koda]: Oh, I get it now.

F.B.I. Behavioral
Science Department.

[Sioux]: Two shrinks!

That's great.

Actually, I'm more of

a clinical
sociologist,

mass pattern
specialist--

Sigmund and Anna Freud,
right here.

[Will]: Listen,
your friend needs

medical help, okay?

Surgical treatment.

[Sioux]: Fine. Get busy.

What about the last three
minutes did you miss?

I am not a surgeon.

He gets queasy.

[Koda]: What is this? We need a real
doctor, a scientist or something.

Just haul him
off to the ER?

Those quills
aren't normal.

He needs special
treatment,

Sanctuary treatment.

He's screwing with us.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on a second here,

I-I think I understand
what's happening.

You wanted my boss,

but as it happens,
she's out of town,

so you have to
settle for me?

Right?

Wow, that's a shame,

because I would pay
all kinds of money

to see you try to
Shanghai Helen Magnus.

Whoa, whoa,
h-h-hold on a sec.

Just hold on, okay?

Just calm down.

Are you testing
me, shrink?

No.

I'm-I'm going to see
what I can do here.

Please, assist.

Okay, so, what are
these things anyway?

They look...
like giant quills.

Yeah.

Something messed
him up good.

Something
abnormal, right?

You now what kind?

This is from a
Mongolian Jessoped.

It's a tundra predator.

It releases toxic quills
anytime you corner it,

or piss it off.

Oh, God.

How long till...

If this just happened,
we have some time,

but it's a few
hours, max.

[Clap]

[Sioux]: So?

Well, I have to get him
back to the Sanctuary

immediately
for treatment--

[Sioux]: Not a chance.

Because he won't
survive if we don't.

Then neither will you,

or her.

Next option.

[Will]: There isn't one.

You see, he's
been poisoned,

which means I
need the auto-assist

in the main lab
of the Sanctuary

to create a
counter-toxin.

I need access to
diagnostics machines,

I need saline

and antibiotics
to stabilize him--

and your automatic security

that'll disable us as
soon as we get in there.

No, no.

I can guarantee
you safe passage.

You just have
to trust me.

It's not happening.

Do what you
got to do,

but do it here.

[Sioux]: We've brought in everything
that you should need.

I need water, hot water,

towels, a lighter

to sterilize whatever
sharp instrument

you trust me with.

One knife,

and we'll sterilize it.

Koda.

[Abby]: So, uh...

Will, I think--
I think maybe we're done

with the "feeling them
out" phase of things.

They are killers, Will.

No, they're criminals,
or drug dealers.

If we keep our heads,
we will get through this--

No, will, they are killers.

Those viper tattoos
they all have?

[Abby]: It's the symbol
of the Vendetta crew.

[Abby]: A loose affiliation
of contract killers

from North America to Asia.

The FBI has a file
on these guys

a mile long.

They are very
bad people, Will.

This must be their
Michael Corleone.

Careful with it.

It was a gift
from my mom.

[Abby]: Oh, God.

I'm going to clean the
wound to get a better look.

[Abby]: Will...

The wounds are
pretty nasty.

They're going to
have to come out.

Will...

[Will]: I know, I know.

I hate blood too.

[Abby]: No, blood
is fine.

It's needles.

A-anything sharp,

I can't stand to have
it near my skin.

It's a total phobia.

That is not
important now.

Come on.

[Will]: Hey...

We're going
to be fine.

Okay, seriously?

Can you stop with the
baseless affirmations?

Classic violent
group-think dynamic

means that
they will use

any form of
leverage they can

to get what
they want.

[Will]: I know, that's why
they brought both of us.

[Abby]: Yeah, leverage,
right here, so...

You know, just....

stop telling me everything's
going to be fine.

[Will]: At least they're human.

[Abby]: You think?

[Will]: Yeah.

Listen, I've never heard
of this Vendetta crew,

so they're not on the
Sanctuary watch list.

I'm not saying they're
not dangerous,

but you know,
they're not...

[Abby]: Crazy monsters that
shoot poison quills?

[Will]: Yeah.

So there's that.

[Abby]: No matter
what happens, Will,

whether we save
this guy or not,

the faster we cure him,
the sooner we die.

Yeah.

There are a lot
of guns here,

but they're spread out.

There must be a million
places to hide in this place.

I know. If we can at least just
get out of this room.

Just need some
kind of distraction.

[Will]: He's going into
toxic shock.

[Will]: We don't have
a lot of time.

Okay, we can do this.

We need a plan.

We don't have time.

Follow my lead.

Wait, no, no. Abby,
what are you doing--

We need fresh
hot water,

and I need to use
the powder room.

Shhh...

[cocks gun]
Anything else?

What, no scented
hand towels?

Make it fast.

Oh, absolutely, because you know
how much women love to be rushed.

Out of earshot.

Go.

[Will]: So,

how'd you wind up on the
wrong side of a Jessoped?

This thing,
with the quills.

[Sioux]: You just love to
keep pushing me.

[Will]: No, I just
want to know

why you're risking
his life like this.

Because we don't have
time to mess around.

We're meeting a
new supplier,

someone big, a
whole new level.

And they'll only
deal with him.

Someone else shows up,
and the deal goes sour.

Come on, what is it?

Drugs?

Weapons?

Midnight.

That's how long you
have to get him healthy.

Now, we could
keep bonding,

but you're
on the clock.

Uh...

A little help
in here?

[gun discharges]

[Will]: Put 'em down, now!

[Loud smack] Ohhh!

You don't have the
balls to do this, shrink.

You want to try me?

Because I haven't
eaten since breakfast,

and I get real pissy
when I'm hungry!

I want to hear those
guns hit the floor!

Do what he says.

The gun, please.

Get back to work.

[Will]: This goes back to my
first year of pre-med.

[Will]: We need to stop
the seizures.

A combination of
epinephrine and saline.

Okay, sounds-
sounds good. Uh.

Nice try, by the way.

You too.

Don't ever do
that again.

When that gun went off,
I just thought--

Will, I'm-I'm s--

No, no.
No, no, no.

You're not sorry, okay?

I'm sorry.

This is my fault.

Y-you shouldn't be here.

I deserve to be here,
but not you.

Will...

I'm not even worried.

I mean, the make-up sex
is gonna be incr--

uh... date!

Make-up date is gonna be--

[Sioux]: Hey!

Okay.

Here goes nothing.

[Relaxed exhale]

Ha.

Y-you did it!

Thank you, pre-med.

Argggh...

[Abby]: Will, what
just happened?

I think I just
killed him.

What the hell
did you do to him?

Nothing that should
have killed him!

[Sioux]: He's not
breathing!

I know! It triggered
a massive heart attack!

[Koda]: Aw, man,
they are so dead--

Just give us a
chance to save him!

Then you're welcome
to kill us, okay?

[Sioux]: Just back down, Koda.

[Will]: Oh, come on...

[Abby]: Will...Will...

You said I went off
half-cocked.

What did you give him,
pure adrenaline?

It was 90% saline.

This shouldn't
have happened.

Okay, wait, wait,
what are you doing?

It's a hail Mary,
a triple dose of epi.

Are you crazy?

Yes,

and it's the only
thing that'll work.

Come on, man...

Come on, come
back to me!

[Inhales] Uhh!

Oh, God...

Will, how did you know
that would save him?

Would you like
to explain to me

what in the holy
hell just happened?

You tried to kill him!

Like hell I did!

The first shot I gave him
should have stabilized him,

but if you keep
holding out on me,

this is what you get.

Back!

All of you.

[Will]: This guy is
an abnormal.

That's the only reason
that he would react this way.

Lower your voice.

Something
difficult to detect.

A human offshoot?

He's a Septerran.

Ah.

[Sioux]: Full-blooded.

Fifth generation,
apparently.

Okay, wait, wait,
what's a--

It means he
looks human,

but he's far from it.

Just a little detail you
happened to leave out?

I didn't think it'd
make a difference.

Well, it does!

Lower your voice!

Because they
have completely

inverse immune
systems, don't they.

Helen Magnus

would have killed him--
- Shut up!

--Without that info!

Why didn't you
tell us?

[Sioux]: The others
can't know.

They wouldn't
understand.

They wouldn't
follow him.

What about you?

Two hours!

That's how long you
have to save him,

or you both
take a bullet!

No mystery
what that'll do.

That's getting old.

[Kate]: Buddy, buddy!

If you keep screaming at me
like that, I'm just gonna--

no, no!

No, no, I don't know
what happened to Mr. Will.

No--

Am I his girlfriend?

Dude, have you
seen the guy?

He's a matchstick
with hair gel.

Oh, really?

Well, maybe I should ask
the health inspector

to pay you a
surprise visit--

Yeah, well,

just be glad I don't
parlez italiano .

[Biggie]: Who was that?

The maitre 'd
at Alfredo's.

El furioso that Will
reserved a private table

in Magnus's name.

[laughter]

[Declan]: Always liked the cut
of that man's jib.

[Biggie]: Big date.
Gotta make thing happen.

Yeah, well, they're
none too happy about it.

Why are they
in a twist?

A customer's
a customer.

Because according to
Screamy McNaples,

Will and Abby
never showed up.

[Biggie]: Say what?

"It's like poison
to my mother's eyes,

an empty table!

Ai..."

[Declan]: I love Italians.

So passionate.

[Kate]: He said in 30 years

they've never once
had a no-show.

[Declan]: Yeah, well, maybe
the food's slipping.

[Biggie]: Alfredo's?

Not a chance.

That place is booked up
months in advance

for good reason.

It's odd that he
didn't at least call.

Hmm.

Guys...

Thinking out loud here, but

maybe his date with Abby
got off to a good start.

As in, a really good start.

Huh?

As in they never
left her apartment!

Work with me,
people!

No, not a chance.

Mate, the food's
that good?

Yes.
- Yeah? - Yeah.

Better than spontaneous
pre-date nookie?

Yes.

I need some supplies.

Now, before you get
all Alpha-dog on me,

hear me out.

Yes, I've seen wounds
like this before.

One of our operatives
got quilled

on a mission last year.

Now, I've cobbled together
a counter-toxin from memory,

but I'm missing
a few key ingredients.

Hmmm...

"Radon firebrats.

Savoy leech extract?"

These elements are
what we call "red list".

It means they're only available
on the local black market.

There's a list of suppliers
who sell them there, too.

You really think
I'm going to let you

go to the mall
right now?

Send Abby.

Have one of your Rhodes
scholars escort her.

Listen, if you want me
to save your boss, then...

this is what I need.

If you mess with me

or you try to make contact
with the Sanctuary--

she dies.

I get it.

Are we going to
do this or not?

Koda...

Take the lady shopping.

If she tries to run,

shoot her.

Copy that.

Show him the red box.

The red one.
Open it and then run.

Got it?

Okay, so, uh...

You sure about this?

Just get everything
on the list.

You step outside
the line,

he's dead.

[Abby]: Okay, his handwriting
is like a fifth grader's.

[Abby]: Well, that was the
last thing on the list.

I think we got
everything.

Your boyfriend's into
some freaky stuff.

Okay, not my boyfriend.

I already
told you that.

Can you hold that?

I hope they gave us
the right thing.

Can you just check?

[Angry squeeks]

Aieeeyyy!!! Arg! Ow!

[Sioux]: Where are you?

What?

How long ago?

Watch him!

I could use a
hand here, guys.

I need to change
his bandages.

Could wait till he has
another seizure,

but it's going to be
a lot harder then.

Okay, just go easy,

'cause his wounds
could open--

Get up.

Your girlfriend sicked one
of those freaks she bought

on my boy.

No kidding?

Big mistake.

Without the shopping list,
you can't make a cure.

No cure means
you're useless to me.

Thanks for the
house-call.

[Abby]: Don't! Don't!

Oh, Abby, no...

[Abby]: I'm sorry, Will.

Ain't love grand?

[Abby]: Hold still.

[Will grunts in pain]

[Will]: I thought I gave you
specific instructions.

[Abby]: Open the red box
and then run, and I did.

[Will]: And what about contacting
the Sanctuary for help?

They were going
to shoot you.

I just thought,
you know,

might as well make
that counter-toxin

and buy some
more time.

Abby...

I am not leaving
this date

until it is
officially over,

and...

I think it's
going quite well.

Don't you?

Yes, I do.

What was in
the red box?

It's called a Moroccan
Cave Scorpion.

It's a nasty little
bastard, isn't it?

It bit his face.

[Will laughs]

Yeah, you're normally not
supposed to release one

without wearing a
welder's mask and gloves.

Noted for next time.

I really hope you
didn't need this alive.

Nice move.

[Kate]: Okay, so no witnesses saw
them go anywhere near Alfredo's,

but we got
something else.

[Declan]: What's this?

Black market stuff.

[Biggie]: Red list dealers.

[Kate]: I got a call
from Squid

asking us why we didn't
go to him for firebrats.

Accusing us of
undercutting him

as our supplier.

[Biggie]: Firebrats! We haven't
bought any recently.

Well, someone
did, tonight,

a woman.

She bought a
pod from Remy

and asked for the
Sanctuary rate.

She was
wholesome, sweet,

couldn't haggle
to save her life.

[Biggie]: Abby.

What the hell is she doing
buying red list materials?

[Kate]: And check out the list.

Harper mites,
Savoy leeches,

and get this, a
Moroccan Cave Scorpion.

[Biggie]: Ooh, they're nasty.

[Kate]: I cross-referenced
the list in the database.

and all of them,
except for the scorpion,

are ingredients that make
up a counter-toxin for--

Jessoped attack.
- Right.

[Declan]: No direct contact
from Will likely means

the situation's not good.

[Biggie]: You think he's infected?

Well, if one of them's hurt,
why not come here?

[Kate]: Exactly.

You know, I think that Will
told Abby to get those things

knowing that it would
grab our attention.

[Biggie]: He needs our help.

This is crazy.

Yeah, well,
tell her that.

No, Abby, Abby,
no, no, no.

This is crazy.

He needs proper
medical treatment--

Keep playing nurse, cupcake.
- But he---

Is there something wrong
with your hearing?

No--

Abby.

It's that new thing
called sarcasm.

I was trying to appeal
to her compassionate side.

But you're making
her look weak.

Yeah, or she's read
the bad guy playbook.

She's the perfect mix
of violent and crazy.

Don't forget paranoid.

I just think there
are a lot of things

that don't add up.

I mean, so they get attacked
by that spiky creature, a uh....

Jessoped.

Their boss gets quilled,
and they call in you?

Well, I do happen
to be number two

at the most advanced
medical facility in the world.

Okay, and bravo for that,

but, I mean,
Will, come on,

you are really not

the right person
for this job.

Admit it, you're tap
dancing to save this guy,

and I think
she knows it.

[Will]: Uhh...

Disparaging much?

Suddenly you are an
expert in exotic poisons?

Well, why couldn't I be?

Okay.

I was just
thinking out loud.

Sounded like you were
emasculating out loud.

Okay.

No, look,

I will admit

that it is a little wonky.

I mean, if you want
to save your boss,

there are better ways
than kidnapping me.

Agreed.

Just sayin'.

Would you pass
me that, please?

Yes, sir...

Number two.

[Declan]: Turns out Will
was more clever

than we first thought.

We've triangulated all
the red list purchases.

They're all in
the fifth ward,

and they're all
in this area here.

[Biggie]: Four street sales.
Two city blocks.

Now thermal tracking
and energy grid spikes

show major activity

in this building

less than three
blocks from here.

[Biggie]: He gave us
his location.

Indeed.
Clever lad.

[Kate]: The plot thickens.

Word is

people from something
called the Vendetta crew

ran into a
Jessoped tonight.

[Biggie]: Vendetta crew?

Heard of them.
Nasty bunch.

[Kate]: Well, it seems like their
boss, on Horatio Gibbs,

got hit by a bunch
of toxic quills

at a weapons
buy gone bad.

[Declan]: So this Gibbs
guy gets quilled,

they kidnap Will

to make them
a counter-toxin.

[Biggie]: Wrong man
for the job.

[Kate]: Tell me
about it.

[Declan]: Good news is, we've
got a possible location.

I'll put together
a tactical team.

Okay, so it's
coming up on 11:00.

How long till
this is ready?

Uh, half an hour ago.

I've been thinking
about your theory,

that Sioux's temper
is all an act.

You might be right.

Her body language
is all wrong.

Her autonomic responses
aren't aggressive.

She's self conscious,

or stressed out.

Because she's
hiding something.

Hrm...

[Declan]: You wanted
confirmation.

[Kate]: Hello, gangsters.

[Kate]: Right under our noses.

[Declan]: Pound to a penny
those lads

are holding Will
and Abby inside.

[Kate]: We should have the
tactical team weapon up.

Absolutely.

[Abby]: So, that's...

Yeah, pretty much.

[Abby]: And it'll...

[Will]: Pretty sure.

If we give it to
him, we die.

If we don't
give it to him...

[Abby]: We're killers?

[Will]: And we probably die.

Time's ticking.

[Abby]: Okay.

What's wrong?

Everything.

[Kate]: Hold positions and
wait for the command.

And clean targets.

We want to bring 'em
home in one piece.

Hey. Why aren't
you geared up?

Well, the mission's
been scrubbed.

You're all to
stand down.

On whose orders?

Helen Magnus.

[Magnus]: I know this is
time sensitive,

but Henry and I won't be
back there until tomorrow.

Doc, we have Will
and Abby's location.

They're hostages.
What's the problem?

There are a number of details
concerning this Vendetta crew

that you need to know.

I had a friend
at Interpol

send me a file.

They're a band of
killers. International.

No abnormal activity among
them that I can detect.

True, but they are
of special interest

to our covert operatives
at the Beijing Sanctuary.

Because?

Beijing believes that the
Vendetta leader, Gibbs,

is close to connecting with
a ring of abnormal smugglers.

In fact, our intel indicates

that he's due to
connect with a slave ship

at some point tonight.

[Declan]: The "ghost ship"?

You're joking.

Unregistered vessel

carrying hundreds
of abnormals

to be sold on the
black market...

as slaves.

I thought that
was a myth.

We've been trying to shut
them down for months.

We think Gibbs knows

when and where
that ship will dock.

If we storm that
building now,

we may well lose
our only chance

to find that ship.

So, what, we just sit
on our hands and wait?

I know it's
intolerable, Kate.

But for now,

I ask that you keep a close
watch on the situation,

and hope that Will

can handle things
on his own.

I've seen the list
of ingredients

he had Abby purchase.

He does in fact have
everything he needs

to make that
counter-toxin.

Now, with luck,

Will will keep Gibbs
alive long enough

for us to follow
him to that ship.

I'm sorry,

but there far are too
many innocents at stake.

[Sioux]: Time's up.

You better have
something for me.

Oh, this is ready,

but, uh,

I'm not going to
give it to him.

The hell you won't.

I've had enough
of this lying crap.

Who is this man?

Stop.

He's in severe
tachycardia,

which, if you
knew anything

about Septerrans,

you would know that
that's impossible.

He's got a heart-rate

half that of a
human being's.

His body should
be shutting down

from the toxins.

Would you like
to speak to me?

Stay.
Koda.

Yeah, okay.

[Will]: You force us in
here, you abuse us,

you're all kinds
of tough,

but you know
what I think?

I think you're
hiding something.

Sit down.

[Will]: Okay?

So he's not
a Septerran.

No, he's not.

Then what is he?

A rare hybrid.

And you've known
this all along.

Of course I did.

The plan was to kill
him, not save him.

Why?

So you could get a
bigger percentage?

Gibbs wants to deal
in abnormal slaves.

The supplier we're
meeting tonight

is selling a
shipload from Asia.

The ghost ship.

That's your supplier.

We've been looking for
that thing for months.

I won't deal in slaves,

human or otherwise.

That's not why
I joined this crew.

I tried to talk
Gibbs out of it,

but he said the
money was too huge.

Why didn't you turn
him in, or come to us?

Vendetta's reach
is too deep.

If it looked like I
tried to roll him over,

I'd be dead.

So instead you sicked
a Jessoped on him

to take him
out of the play?

The only thing
I didn't count on

was his resistance
to the quills.

I was hoping
it'd kill him faster.

And when that
didn't work,

you ruined

the only date I've
had in months.

I needed someone who
might be able to save him--

but would fail.

If you try to save
him, and he dies,

you might get
out of here.

But if they find out

you were trying
to kill Gibbs...

You understand?

Gibbs can't meet
that ship.

Not tonight, not ever.

Oh....

The counter-toxin I
made will kill him

if I don't modify it.

That's what
I'm hoping for--

[Gunshot]

I knew that bitch was
hiding something.

Will...

You let her go!

You're gonna finish
what you started,

and make it fast.

You've got two
patients now.

[Kate]: We're in position.

[Kate]: They got one
at the door.

Two on the roof.

No one's come in or
out of the building.

Far as we know,

Will and Abby
are still inside.

[Will]: Oh, God.

How bad is it?
It's bad, right?

D-don't look, okay?

I just want you
to breathe.

I'm going to give you
the counter-toxin.

No, Will, I told you.

I-I hate needles.

She's not the priority,
dude! He is.

She's human.

The quills will affect
her faster than him.

She needs treatment now!
- Yeah? Well you should've

thought of that before you
had a scorpion bite my face!

Make it work, or I put
a bullet in her right now.

If you want
him to live,

nothing happens to her!

Get to work.

Okay...

Just stay with me, Abby.

I told you, Will.

It's all about
leverage.

That's why they
brought me too.

Yeah, I know.

Just keep breathing, okay?

Was...

Was the food really

that good
at Alfredo's?

I really wanted to try
the agnolotti.

I heard it
was delicious.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

You're going to love it.

I thought, uh,

maybe we'd
start with a

nice sangiovese.

Maybe a caprese salad.

And dessert?

They have this

beautiful torta
della cioccolata.

It's to die for.

Yummy.

Abby, breathe.

[Koda]: Stay on target, hero.

He dies,
she's next--

Yes, I got it!

[Abby starts gasping]

Oh!!!

[Gibbs coughs]

What the hell happened?

[Koda]: Welcome back, man.

How long was I...

Uh, a few hours.

The ship?

We still got time to meet it
if you're good to go.

Load up the men.
We're leaving.

You're from the
Sanctuary, right?

Yeah.

You did all this?

Yeah.

Guess I owe
you my life.

You bastard!

Give my regards
to Helen Magnus.

Tell her that ship
and everything on it

now belongs to me.

She seemed nice.

[Gibbs]: Koda?

[Will]: Abby...

It's okay, Will.

You tried.

No. Leverage.

I told you.

Yeah...

And I listened.

[Brit accent] Clever boy.

In case one of
us got poisoned.

No, no, no, no...

Will, can't you--
can't you just

turn it into a pill,

or a-a lotion, or
something, please?

Shh, just
be still, okay?

I didn't feel anything.

The needle or the kiss?

There was a kiss?

[Gibbs]: Signal them.

Radio the other trucks.

[Gibbs]: The ship's only
docking for twenty minutes,

and we have a lot of
guests to transport.

[Many guns cock]

[Kate]: I don't think so!

[Many voices]: Get down! Put it down!
Put it down now!

[Biggie]: Put your hands up!

[Kate]: Down!

[Declan]: Put it down!

Glad you're feeling better.

Long night?

What time is it?

It's about noon.

How's that jet lag?

I just didn't want to
go to bed until we--

No, she's fine.

That counter-toxin
worked like a charm.

Who knew I had that
kind of game, huh?

From memory,

with no lab
to speak of.

At gunpoint, no less.

Incredibly
well done, Will.

Thank you,

and with Gibbs and
the slave traders

all locked up,

it'd say that's what
we call a win-win.

True.

However...

Here we go.

Using my name
to get a table

at my favorite
restaurant?

Incredibly low-brow, Will.

I'm still trying to make
amends with Alfredo.

And I still owe
Abby a date, so...

I've never eaten
at this restaurant.

Is the food
really that good?

Oh... it's that good.