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[knocking]

[Kate - muffled]: Will, wake up!

[Will]: Mmrmm...

[knocking]

[Kate]: Come on, let's go!

You're late for
the staff meeting!

[Will]: Oh! Son of a bitch!

[Kate]: What's going on
in there? You okay?

[Will]: Yeah, yeah,
I'm just uh...

[Will]: Just overslept!

[Will]: Tell Magnus I'll
be right there.

[Kate]: Okay.

[semi-panicked breathing]

[Elevator dings]

[Magnus - faint]: ...Several cases
of laminitis amongst the Borzels,

[Magnus - louder]: caused
by overfeeding.

[Kate]: I can't help it.
They're cute!

[Magnus]: That may be the--
Will!

[Magnus]: Nice of you
to finally join us.

[Will]: Yeah, sorry, I, uh,
slept through my alarm.

[Henry]: Dude, what's
with your face?

[Will]: What do you mean?

[Henry]: Well, did you sleep on a
tennis racket or something?

[Magnus]: Wait, stop!
Don't...

[Magnus]: Don't touch it.

[Will]: What is it?

The placoid
structure is similar,

but the enamel is
completely different.

Henry, pass me
a syringe.

Magnus, can you just,

Please...

I need to take
some blood.

That's all very
fine and good,

but can you fill
me in here?

I mean...

You're acting like
I walked out of a

Salvador Dali
painting or something.

[Magnus]: You've got
something on your face.

Now...

It could be nothing,

but I need to run
some tests to find out.

But, can I at
least see it?

[Henry]: Doc?

Yeah.

What the hell's
happening to me?

[ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sanctuary theme ♪ ♪ ♪]

[Magnus]: Will!

[Will]: Ah!

I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

Now you tell me.

Hey, uh, what about
your helmet?

Turns out you're
not contagious.

Well, isn't that a
slice of good news?

How about the fact
that I seem to be

turning into some
sort of lizard?

The blood and DNA tests
came back inconclusive.

A search of your quarters
revealed nothing.

I'm still waiting
for the results

of the full-body scans.

So, in other words,
you have no idea.

When did you first
notice the symptoms?

I didn't.

I first found out about it
when you guys so

kindly pointed it out
to me this morning.

Anything else out
of the ordinary?

Any headaches,
any fatigue?

Yeah, a bit of both,
I guess.

I'm thinking, though, that
Tylenol and a power nap

aren't gonna cut
it for this.

Have you done anythin
unusual this past week?

Uh...

You mean aside from

everyday normal
activity here?

Hm, right.

The important thing,
not to panic.

We'll know more
when the results

of your scans
come back.

And what about
the meantime?

Ah, in the meantime,

you can work...

on these reports
that you owe me.

What?

[Henry - distant]: ...Left this trail
of gooey--

[Will]: Hey!

[Henry]: Hey!
Well, there he is.

So, Magnus finally
let you out?

Yeah.

I think she, uh,
just put me up there

to get caught up
on some work.

[Henry]: Cool.

What?

Am I interrupting
something?

Oh! Nah,
not at all.

We're just, um,
talking about, uh...

Baseball!
- [together]: Baseball.

You guys were talking
about baseball, huh?

Uh-huh.
- Mm-hm.

[Henry]: Yeah, uh...

Jays are looking
good this year.

[Biggie]: Uh-huh.

[Kate]: Yeah, strong
middle relief.

[Biggie]: Uh, get some production
out of the back end

of the order,
they might do well.

[Will snorts]

Aw, come on, give
me a break, guys.

Cubbies, Rays, Red Sox,

and I know
for a fact

that you guys would
rather watch cricket

than a Jays game,

so what is going on?

[Biggie]: It's true.

Really, were you talking
about me, or what?

[Biggie]: Uh-huh.

[Henry]: Yeah. Sorry, dude, we...

We didn't know how
comfortable you'd be, and...

Why? Look, I-I'm
the same person,

I just have a few
more scales, that's all.

Just treat me like you'd
normally treat me, all right?

[Henry]: How does it feel?

Doesn't really feel
like anything. I mean...

...I can't even
really tell it's there.

[Biggie]: Hmm... Magnus know
what it is yet?

No, she's doing tests.

[Kate]: Okay, this might be
an uncomfortable question, but...

No, no, look,
you can ask me

anything you want,
I promise.

Um...

Any way you can save us
15% percent or more

on car insurance?

Geico?

That's funny.

[Uproarious laugher]

[Kate]: You should
see your face!

Glad you're having
a good time.

Wow...

It must be bad if you're
eating down here.

It's hardly a
reliable indicator.

Actually, I've made
some progress.

Ah.

What are those?

Spores.

From some sort of

plant-animal
hybrid creature.

Huh...

Are they what's
causing this?

They appear to be
altering your DNA

one cell at a time.

Into what?

Well, that
I don't know.

The resulting chromosomal
structure is still evolving.

and so far it doesn't
match anything

in the Sanctuary
database.

Okay, so how long
do I have?

Don't worry.

It's still early stages.

I'm working on
an anti-viral flush

that should
kill the spores.

After that,

your body will
likely rid itself

of the mutated
cells naturally.

Hmm. Right...

[Will sighs and grumbles awake]

[Panicked breath]

["Yikes!" - orchestral scare]

[Eerie violins]

No...

It couldn't work
like that, could it?

[Happily] Oh, yeah...

[knock]

[Kate]: Will?
You want some breakf--

Oh!

[Thud]

Oh, my God.

[Magnus]: Interesting.

[Kate]: I used a different word

while scraping
scrambled eggs

off the floor,

something with
four letters.

I already apologized,

and you need to
learn how to knock.

[Kate]: I did!

You need to not hang
out on the ceiling.

This is going
to help you

find out what's
causing this, right?

Actually, this rather
confuses the issue.

I'd originally thought
these spores

were from an offshoot
of the frilled coral rat,

but their habitat
is entirely aquatic.

These...

These are clearly
meant for climbing.

[Kate]: And scaring the
crap out of people.

So we're back
to square one?

Well, not exactly.

With this new variable,

I don't need to
waste my time

testing the theories I
was working with.

Yeah...
That's kind of

what square one means.

Here,

this is a mild
antimetabolite.

Let's see what
effect it has.

There we go. Right.

I'm going back
to my lab.

Try to relax,

and let me know
if there's any

changes in your
physiology.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...

You see that,
right there?

What?

That look.

You're going all
Marcus Welby on me,

and I know you
only do that

when you're really
worried about something.

Don't be silly.

I'm running some tests.

I'll come back and
check on you later.

Dude...

Are we not knocking
anymore, or what?

I heard about
your special ability.

I have a job for you.

What kind of a job?

You're going to love it.
Come with me.

Yeah, sure.

I'm going crazy
in here.

Exhibit A--

Baccarat crystal
chandelier

given to Magnus in 1938

by the Marquess
of Linlithgow.

Exhibit B...

I think I see
where this is going.

Magnus has been
hassling me for months

to change the bulbs
in that chandelier,

but I am telling
you, dude,

there is not a ladder
on the market

that is tall enough
to get up there,

and all the flying residents
wanted cash, so...

I'm your lizard.

Yes...

You're a lifesaver.

Check this out.

Dude, this is amazing!

You're like
Spider-Man,

but without
the tights.

Thankfully.

This may come in handy.

Ow...

Hey, what's
wrong?

I don't know, it's just
really bright or something.

Ughhh!

Will!

Will!

Hey! You okay?

Help!

I need help here!

Oh! Ow...

All right,
all right.

Take it easy.

Yeah, so much for
the Spider-Man routine.

Count yourself lucky.

Your hardened bone structure
and the scaling on your body

protected you from
a more serious injury.

What were you doing
up there anyway?

[Henry]: He was changing
a light bulb

on that chandelier, with-

[Magnus]: It's on a winch!

There's a control panel
under the staircase.

Yeah, I probably
should have known that.

Ooh!! Ow...

What the hell?

You've developed a
sensitivity to UV rays.

Yeah, you think?

This is a good thing.

Yeah, I know, Magnus,
it's another symptom.

When are we going
to find out what it is?

Actually, I have a theory.

First, we need to
take precautions

to protect you from
direct sunlight.

I really
appreciate this, guys.

[Henry]: Aw, hey, man, it's
the least we can do.

[Kate]: Yeah, sunshine's
overrated anyway.

[Biggie]: Ah, there.

You're good from
here to your room,

all the way
to your office,

including the elevator.

[Kate]: Just remember
to press "down".

Right...

[Magnus]: There you are.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Well, all you
had to do

was follow the
trail of black fabric.

What is it?

I finally figured
out why the

DNA of this creature
you're turning into

isn't in any of
our databases.

It's not from Earth.

You mean, like-
like, aliens?

Your experience with the
sunlight gave me the idea,

so I scanned
through the records

that Tesla was
able to glean

from the holographic map,

and I found a
perfect match.

Don't tell me.

[Magnus]: I'm afraid so.

I appears that the
creature that infected you

is from Hollow Earth.

[Magnus]: I wanted
to show you this

before I talked to Will.

It's called a
Cillobar,

a predatory
plant-animal hybrid.

[Henry]: Boy, that is
one ugly weed.

Comparatively rare, even
by underworld standards.

It reproduces

by infecting its victims
with its spores.

[Biggie]: You did not run
across any Cillobar.

We didn't have to.

According to the data,

the creature blooms
at the end of its life,

spreading hundreds
of spores over

a wide area.

Now, most aren't viable,

but the ones
that are

can survive
outside a host

for up to
six months.

So Will just
picked one up

along the trail
to the city?

We must have
crossed through

its habitat at
some point,

perhaps while we
were running through

the Basilisk field.

[Henry]: Okay, what about us?

Your scans
came back clean.

[Biggie]: You?
- As did mine.

[Kate]: Ughhh. Remind me never
to go camping in Hollow Earth.

What can we do
about it now?

Well, unfortunately,

there's very little
information in the file

about how to treat a
suspected contamination,

but now that
we have an

idea where this
is headed,

we have options.

Such as?

Henry...

I'd like you to get in
touch with Ranna.

Okay--

Um, wait,

as in Praxis,
Hollow Earth Ranna?

She'll put us in touch
with my father.

Now, if anyone

can provide us with
information on a treatment,

he can.

[Kate]: Okay, but is this
a good idea?

I mean, Ranna
was pretty firm

on the whole
"don't call us -

we'll call you"
dynamic.

[Magnus]: I don't care.

She can yell
at us all she

wants when
we reach her.

Quick sidebar.

Um, how exactly
am I reaching her?

You said you'd
been working on

something since
we got back.

Well, yeah--

Speed it up.

Speed it... hmm.

[knock]

[Kate]: You know, most people
choose to rest when they're sick.

Yeah, not me.

I, uh, just thought

I'd catch up on
some filing here.

And how's that
going for you?

Not well.

My eyes hurt,

and, uh, there's
also this...

Oh...

When did that happen?

A couple hours ago.

What did Magnus
have to say about it?

It doesn't matter.

I'm still turning
into that thing, so...

Did you want
something?

No, it can wait.

No, but really,
what is it?

Um...

Abby called.

I told her you
weren't feeling well,

but she...

She asked to see you.

[Will sighs]

Yeah, I don't know.

Know what?
Don't worry about it.

I'll take care of it.

Thanks.

H...

Hey.

How's it going?

Oh, yeah, good.

You don't have
to lie, man.

Gaaah. Now I know
how Marconi felt.

Can't get the
signal there?

Getting it there
is not an issue.

Just have to
create a modified

ultra-low-frequency wave,

hijack a little time

on the U.S. Navy's
Seafarer transmitter,

and then boom.

However...

What's the problem?

The city's the problem.

If you'll recall,
it's surrounded by

massive lodestone
deposits

which effectively
make it impossible

for an EM transmission
to go in either direction.

So in order to
punch through that,

I have to find a
high frequency wave,

somewhere in the region
of 150 to 200 exahertz.

So, low to get there,
high to get in.

Yup. Oh, man.

Forehead, meet brick wall.

[Magnus]: Henry!
- Yeah?

I need you to
gear up the van.

We've just had
a report of a

Terrakopolus on the
loose in Trench Park.

[Henry]: Okay, I'm on it.

Listen, dude,

I'm going to jump
back on this

when we're done,
okay?

It's gonna take
some time

for the data to
compile anyway,

so, uh, just
hang in there.

Yeah, I know.
I can't go.

Don't worry about it.

I'll, uh, hold down
the fort here.

Thanks, Will.

[knock]

Come in.

Hey...

It's not easy, huh?

Being left out
of the action.

No, it sure does suck.

Come on.

Come on, I want to
show you something.

[Biggie fiddles with the door's locks]

After you.

Wow.

What is this place?

What is all this stuff?

Whiskey.

Found the remnants
of an old still about

forty years ago.

Been refining it
ever since.

So Magnus comes in

and shuts the window,

and he's stuck
out there naked

for two hours!

[Constant laughter]

I had to climb up and
knock on his window.

[More hysterical laughing]

What were you thinking?

[Biggie]: I've never been so
happy to have fur.

[Laughter]

[Biggie]: What about you?

Sons of bitches, you...

Oh, I think he's
had enough.

You guys really know
how to kick it back here.

I tell you, this is...

this is great.

[Biggie]: Oh, this is just one
of the many ways

we spend our time.

Speaking of which,

they'll probably
be back soon.

Right.

[Biggie]: Wait for it.

Wait for what?

The song and dance.

[Biggie]: Yeah.

Song and dance?

Every time you guys
come back from an op,

all you can do
is talk about it.

What?

No...

[Together] Yes!

It's not really
that bad, is it?

You go on and on

about how spectacular
the latest takedown was.

In minute detail.

...So we chase it
down an alley, right,

and we got this
thing cornered-

and it starts
to freak out

because it's got
nowhere else to go, right?

And then all
of a sudden--

it splits into two!

Right there in
front of us.

I was going to
tell them that!

Yeah, but you can tell
them the other thing.

Okay, so all
of a sudden,

we're fighting this thing
on two ends, right,

because there's one
me on one side,

there's Hank
on the other side--

Yeah, and it's ugly,
I mean, it's so...

[Kate]: Hey.

Oh! God...

I'm never gonna
get used to that.

Hank said you
didn't eat dinner.

Yeah.

Wasn't hungry.

Still, you should eat.

Okay, mom.

I'm just sayin'.

What's wrong,
you're not hungry?

Yeah, just...

My hands.

I can't control my grip.

Okay, um...

Here.

No, no, no, no.

No, relax.

Just... just eat.

Just eat.

Don't make me make
the choo-choo sound.

Thank you.

Okay, I came up
with an algorithm

to modulate the
transmission

between the
upper and lower

ends of the
EM spectrum.

The tricky part was

encoding a
binary message

that could just--

[Magnus]: Okay, all right,
- Yeah.

What do we do?

You just type your
message into here.

Um, I've taken the liberty
of composing one already,

if that's okay?

Yeah, good.

Okay, so, uh, well,
we just hit "send."

And now...

And now we wait.

Once they get
the message,

they're going to
have to decode it,

get it into
Ranna's hands,

then find a way
to transmit it back,

providing they get
our message at all,

or choose to reply.

Well, I don't think
Ranna would ignore

a direct request
like this.

Well, either way,

it's going to take
a little bit of time.

All right.

What the..?

This is them.

They're writing back.

[Magnus]: Can you translate?

Yeah.

[Henry]: No cure for
Cillobar infection.

"High risk for
further exposure."

"Terminate subject
immediately?"

Write them back,

tell them it's Will
who's infected.

"Subject is Will.

Please advise."

Did we lose them?

No.

Getting a lot of
interference, though.

Ah, here we go.

[Henry]: "Forbidden communication
under Senate authority..."

"Kill subject immediately."

[Magnus - faint and distant]
84 chromosomes and counting.

He's transforming
faster than I

can catalogue
the changes.

His sensory neurons
are starting to mutate.

God knows what's going on
in the rest of his brain.

[Biggie]: Treatment?

[Magnus]: I've tried a combination
of chemotherapy, radiation,

angiogenesis inhibitors,
and ultrasound,

and nothing...

Nothing makes a damn
bit of difference!

[Biggie]: You have
to keep trying.

[Magnus]: know, I'm sorry.

[Biggie]: How about the
latest round of tests?

[Magnus]: Twelve failures.

Only one showed
a minor reduction

in the mitosis of
the affected cells.

[Biggie]: Promising.

[Magnus]: It's hardly enough
to slow down the disease,

let alone stop it,

not to mention
reversing its effects.

[Biggie]: It's something.

[Magnus]: You're right.

You're right.

Prep a syringe.

[Biggie]: Yeah.
That's more like it.

[knock]

How you feeling?

I'm fine.

I-I've got something
else I'd like you to try.

Okay.

I'm not going
to lie to you.

This is a bit
of a long shot,

but this particular treatment

did show some promise

in the most recent
set of tests that I did.

Well, then, let's hope
this is the one.

Let's hope.

I'll check back with
you in about an hour.

Magnus...

Do you think
you could, uh...

Dial this number for me?

Please?

Of course.

[Beeps as Magnus dials phone]

Thank you
for everything.

[distant rings]

[Answering machine] Hey, I'm checking
messages when I'm back in cell range,

so leave me one.
[Beep]

[Will]: It's Will.

Uh...

I know you probably won't
get this for a while, but...

I've been thinking
about you a lot lately,

and...

Next time you're
in port,

I need you to call that
number that I left for you.

Ask for Helen Magnus.

It's important.

Bye, dad.

[Will - dreaming]: Hello?

Hey!

Wait!

Hey...

Wait.

Stop!

[Grunting and panting]

[Panicked muffled grunting]

[Kate]: Will?

Will, what's wrong?

[Frantic grunting]

Help!

Help, someone!

[Magnus]: It's okay, it's okay.

You're all right.

Will...

You've lost the
ability to speak.

Your vocal cords
must have fused

during the
transformation.

We'll figure out
what all this means

in the morning,
all right?

In the meantime,

I'm going to give you
something to help you sleep.

[Grunting slows]

Hey.

Shh...

No habla, remember?

Hold up, I have an idea.

Um...

Okay, I'll ask you
some questions,

and you just point
to "yes" or "no."

Okay?

Just... just give
it a chance.

Are you hungry?

Do you need water,
do you need - do you need food?

Oh, oh!

[Alarms sound]

Will, no!

Will, we're just
trying to help you!

Ow!

[Biggie]: Down! Stay down!

[Biggie]: Relax!

This is for your
own safety, Will.

I hope you can
understand that.

It's going to
be okay, dude.

We're going to
figure this out.

You just hang in there.

[Throating gurgling noises]

[Henry]: Hey, what
are you doing?

Just filing a few things.

I wanted it to look
nice in case...

You want some help?

Yeah.

Pfft.

You know I haven't
lost anyone

since my father died?

I mean, guys I
used to run with,

but nobody...
Nobody close.

Will's not dead.

I don't really know
how to deal with this.

You just do.

[Biggie]: Magnus?

I just...

had a thought.

S-something
I wanted to check out.

Now, it turned out
to be a dead end,

but it gave me
another idea...

Magnus--

Don't. All right? I know
what I'm doing.

[Biggie]: You haven't
slept in days.

What's your point?

[Biggie]: You're in denial.

Why?

Because I'm not huddled
in a corner somewhere

wailing aw--

I need to work.

You know this.

Will is gone.

Leave me alone.

[Biggie]: Stop putting on a show.

How dare--

what did you just say?

We are all
of us in pain.

No, no, no.

You just said,
"stop putting on a show."

Yes.

Of course.

Of course she would
do something like that.

Come on.

[Magnus]: Henry!

Can you pull up that
message that Ranna sent?

Okay.

Uh...

Is that the whole thing?

Yeah. Why?

There's an underscore here at
the end of the first sentence.

Why would she do that?

I don't know. Maybe
she's a bad typist.

She typed it
in cuneiform.

Clearly this was
intentional.

I think she's trying
to tell us something.

[Biggie]: "Forbidden
communication under.

You don't think...

Wasn't there
some interference

when the message
came through?

Yeah, but I screened
it for binary data.

We got everything
she wrote.

What if the interference
is the message?

Like a sound file?

[Henry]: I don't know.
Anything she sent

would have been scanned

by their outgoing
data filters.

I think the Senate
would have caught that.

Play it for me.

[Henry]: It's just gonna
sound like static, so...

Slow it down.

Morse code.

[Henry]: You've got
to be kidding me.

Ranna would have known
that the data filters

wouldn't be looking for
something so primitive.

Henry--
- I'm on it.

Yup.

[Magnus]: "Gooban?"

That's what it said.

Are you sure?

[Henry]: Yeah,
I checked it twice.

I don't believe it,
it's in here.

This is the data
Tesla collected

from the
holographic map.

What does it mean?

Well, apparently he was
a botanist of some note

over 600 years ago.

He resurrected an extinct
species of mushroom

that now bears
his name.

[Henry]: Gooban.

[Biggie]: What does this
have to do with Will?

Oh, my God.

It might actually work,
I-if we hurry.

Find Kate and get Will.

Sedate him and
bring him to my lab.

You're with me.

[Biggie]: What can I do?

I need an untainted
sample of Will's DNA.

Dr. Gooban's technique

was to use the spores
of a living species

to stimulate cell growth
in an extinct one.

[Biggie]: You think we can
do the same thing?

The Cillobar spores
are essentially

a delivery mechanism

for the creature's DNA.

Once introduced,

they initiate a rapid
reproductive cycle

which is impossible
to control,

but...

If I can inject Will's
DNA into the spores--

[Biggie]: We may be able to use
them to reverse the process.

It's a long shot,
I grant you,

and even then,

we still don't
know if any of

Will's original
chromosomes

exist in the creature.

All I need is one cell.

[Henry]: Hey, buddy, it's
time to wake up.

Hank...

[Henry]: What the...

[Henry]: Oh, man, how the hell
did he get through that?

Hank?

[Creature growls]

Aw, crap.

It's working.

The cells are starting
to revert back

to their original state.

Where the hell are
Henry and Kate?

[Alarms blare]

[Magnus]: Perimeter sensors!

[Magnus]: What happened?

Sorry, he caught
us by surprise.

[Biggie]: Up you get.

[Kate]: Where is he now?

Gone.

[Henry]: All right, so
as you can see,

we have our two
sightings here.

Support teams
are in position,

10-block radius.

[Magnus]: Good.

We have a chance of
containing him at least.

[Biggie]: What about
the treatment?

[Magnus]: Four doses each,

mixed with a
powerful sedative.

[Kate]: How sure are
you about this stuff?

[Magnus]: Well, we've never
tested it, so...

You all have to
be prepared

if it doesn't work.

[Henry]: What do you mean?

[Kate]: She means we may
need to use lethal force.

What?

[Magnus]: We can't risk
further contamination.

We've no idea of the life
cycle of this creature.

[Magnus]: If it reaches maturity,

it could release its
spores at any time.

All of us need
to be willing

to do whatever's
necessary.

If not,

you can recuse
yourself now,

no questions asked.

We're good.

Henry?

Yeah.

[Squealing tires]

[Magnus]: Spread out and
stay in radio contact.

He can't have
gone far.

[A cat meows. Something falls]

[A door swings open]

[Magnus]: Will?

[Metal clangs to the floor]

[Soft growling sounds]

Will, it's Magnus.

I know you're near by.

[Gurgling roar]

Stay back!

Stop.
I will shoot.

[Threatening growl]

[gun fires]

[Kate]: Is he out?

[Magnus]: We have to get him
back to the Sanctuary right away.

There you are.

How do you feel?

My, um, my
throat hurts.

It's only been
a few days.

It'll take a while before
your recovery is complete.

On the positive side,

this will do wonders for
your Bruce Willis impression.

Jokes...

That's a good sign.

Can I, um...

You gave us all
quite a scare.

Easily took ten
years off my life.

Yeah, well,

I think you
can afford it.

Magnus...

You don't have
to say anything.

I do.

Thank you.

You don't know
what it was like.

Being trapped inside here,

and watching all of you
slip away from me...

I don't ever want
that to happen again.

It won't, I promise you.

Except uh...

You know that whole
climbing the wall thing?

That was really cool.

You think maybe
we could--

No.

Really?

W-what about, um, uh,
the super strength?

How about that?

No.

Hey, how about
a - a claw?

A claw on my
left hand!

Magnus! Magnus!