All language subtitles for Eureka S04E05 Crossing Over-eng

CARTER: It was just
a normal day in Eureka.

Day's not over yet.

Yeah. Like that was
going to last.

Hello, 1947.
Confused? Let me clarify.

The five of us got
transported back in time

through some wormhole thingy
thanks to the Bridge Device.

We eventually found
our way back home,

but, surprise, home wasn't
exactly the way we left it.

Henry? Married.

Zane and Jo? Never dated.

But Jo's in charge
of G.D. Security.

Kevin? Different,
much to Allison's surprise.

And Fargo?
Head of Global Dynamics,

much to everyone's surprise.

Oh, and Dr. Old Spice
hitched a ride with us
back to the present,

but there's one crappy rule.

We can't tell anyone.

If people ever found out
about our trip,
there'd be trouble.

And I finally kissed Allison,
63 years ago.

But, of course,
Dr. Charles Grant
had to get in the way.

I promise you we will get
you back where you belong.
Lickety-split.

Until then, Dr. Blake,
would you care for
some cotton candy?

Allie. No, no, no...

Oh, and let's not
forget.

GRANT: The Bridge Device?

We cannot rebuild
the bridge back
to your time,

and even if we could,
it would be potentially
catastrophic.

Yeah. That's never good.

But that's Eureka for you.
Same town, big changes.

And what's
surprising is that
she hogs the TV.

Lupo can watch
three reality shows
simultaneously.

Last night she had SARAH
voting for the guy with the
eye patch all night long.

Ooh...
Eye patches are sexy.
Missing the point.

So are you.
I think you like
the company.

No, I don't...
Maybe...
Don't tell Jo.

(LAUGHS)
Your secret's
safe with me.

Thank you.

So, did I tell you that
Jenna is stacking blocks?
No!

Look, I know that gross motor
development outpaces
fine motor at this age,

but I'm pretty sure
that she's gifted.
Clearly.

Decaf for you, and a double
espresso for Charles.
Tell him I said hi.

Thank you.

Coffee for him?
For Dr. Nice Gams?

Stop it. He's quitting
smoking. I thought this
would take the edge off.

Hmm.
And I get to test G.D.'s
latest nicotine therapy.

Oh, does that involve
immense pain
and suffering 'cause...

Would you be nice?
He's not so bad once
you get to know him.

Ah...
And I do have
nice gams.

Oh, like I don't
know that.

You... You do.

Hey, Jack.
What's wrong?

Umm...
I kissed Allison.

What?
When?

Sixty years ago
before we came back,
and it just...

And now Old Spice is here
with his stupid hats and his
"Oh, smoking's so cool."

And it's just
gotten a bit...
Complicated.

So, how's Grace?

She's coming back from the
conference today. I just wish
I could tell her the truth.

Yeah. I know.
But we can't.
I know.

Protocols.
I know.

I mean, but she then gets
stuck holding on to a past
with me that no longer exists.

Meanwhile, I'm beginning
to feel like there's
no future without her.

Hey, what are you doing?
Where are you going?

Just doing a little
thing called my job.

Okay, well, she's near,
so, got to look our best.

(EXCLAIMS)
Never do that!

Sorry, just want
everything to be
perfect for our VIP.

VIP?
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

FARGO: The welcome
wagon should have
been set up by now.

All right,
listen I got to...
Thanks. Yeah.

(WHISPERING)
Here.

Breakfast croissants and
muffins to go, Fargo.
Savory and sweet.

Ah, just like
our VIP.

Fargo, this isn't
The Bachelor,
you know.

Yeah,
says you.

Muffins, sweet...
Oh, cut me some slack.

(CAR HORN HONKS)
FARGO: She's here?

What's up,
bitches?

Claudia Donovan, she's from
Warehouse 13. So...

This isn't going to end well.

Oh, wow,
snacks.

It's just how we greet
everybody. Come on.
Meet the troops.

On the end is...
Jo, right?

Yeah, Doug said
you were a major babe
who kicks major ass.

Did he?

Donovan?

Donovan.
Coincidence?

There's no
such thing,
sweetheart.

Ah, Jo, can you
escort Zane back
to his hole?

Oh, whatever.

And you must
be the infamous
Sheriff Carter.

How'd
you know?

Something sheriff... y
about you.
Yeah.

So, director Doug,
where's my goo?

Oh, I upgraded the
warehouse computers to
class seven standards

and I figured I could
enhance the goo, too.

Just so you know,
that doesn't sound right.

No, no, no. It's neutralizing
insulation to protect the
artifacts during transport.

I whipped up a
sample batch using
alkalizing agents.

That's very nice of you.
Nice to meet you and welcome.

Yeah, we really can't
wait to try it out.

And thank you for the
welcome wagon. Jeez.

I've got our
whole day planned.

First off, a tour of Global
Dynamics while they
pack up your truck

and I got Larry to cut
together an IMAX film
on the history of G.D.

Sweet. Got any
flying cars?

(LAUGHS)
Yeah.

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYING)

HENRY: Charles?

Charles, cigarette smoke and
asthma just don't mix.

It's okay.
I don't
have asthma.

Charles.
I do.

I had no idea.
It's okay.

I'm so sorry.

Old habits die hard.
You got that covered?

Yeah. This is the last one.
The core is almost ready.

Be careful with that. You know
that's the last transistor
from '47.

Yeah.

(SINGING) Working at the
car wash, baby...
Oh, yeah...

Catching up
with musical
trends, are we?

Oh, yeah.
I'm really digging
the '70s.

Seventies musical scene
is off the hook, you know
what I'm saying?

(CHUCKLES)
Who'd have
thunk it?

Well, I'm full
of surprises.
Apparently.

All right.
Are we ready for
an engine test?

Yeah.

Excited?

A little nervous.
I know I can't use the
bridge to go back,

but there's something poetic
about using a relic from the
past to explore the future.

Now, understanding
the nature of wormholes

is going to lead to
new forms of space travel.

This is
a first step.

Well, here's
to innovation.

Ready?
Uh-huh.

Here we go.
One, two, three.

(MACHINE HUMS)

Ah! Yes!

Well, it's only
an engine test
but it's a start.

Yeah.

GRACE: Hey, sounds
like a party.

Hey.

Hey.
Hi.

Missed you.
I missed you too.

Welcome back,
Dr. Monroe.

Why don't I give
you two a moment?
Well, actually I don't...

Thanks, Charles and
shut the door.

So, let's try
this again. Hi.
Hi.

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

Ha!

Oh, God, it has been
far too long since
we danced together.

I forgot how good you are.
You're pretty good yourself.

Mmm... So, did
you miss me?

Quite a lot,
actually.

You want to
show me how much?

(STAMMERING)
So, how was
the conference?

That's it?
Henry... Henry.

Not to be...
Indelicate,
but it's been weeks.

And in case you
haven't noticed,
I am quite the catch.

I've noticed, and it's
just that I'm in the
middle of this... (SIGHS)

I've got this thing.
Tease.

No, I mean with Charles.
No, I don't mean with Charles.

I mean I'm in the middle
of this thing.

And we're going
to be done soon...

And then maybe you
and I, you know... Soon...

Wait...
Welcome home.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Wow.
Nice office.

Don't make me
call Martha to put
that thing out.

It's my last one.
Have a heart.

Well, finish up.
It's quitting time.

Such a sensual ritual.

The wispy curl of smoke.
The rich scent of
Virginia tobacco.

Oh, emphysema,
heart disease, cancer.

You doctor types really got a
way of sucking the fun out of
life, you know that?

Well, these things will
suck the life out of you
if you don't quit.

Got to start thinking
about your future.

You're right.

And from where I'm sitting,
it's looking pretty inviting.

So, up next we'll take
a peek at the robotics lab.
You can meet Deputy Andy.

He just got his face
re-skinned. He's got
a whole new look.

You built a real
terminator? Nice.

Claudia, they're
loading your truck now.

Thanks, Jo, but
no need to
rush our guest.

Are you enjoying
the tour?

Yeah. The nanotech lab was
impressive, the underground
biosphere was off the chart.

But, I don't know.

This is Eureka, right?
I was kind of hoping to see
something insanely weird.

Oh, consider
yourself lucky.

(ELECTRONIC HUMMING)

Go! Go!

CARTER: All right!
Everyone off the floor!
Go! Move!

(ELECTRONIC SIZZLING)

(WHOOSHING)

Now, that's more like it.

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

I planned
everything
so perfectly.

Yeah, because
that usually works
out for you.

So, what's up with
Sherwood Forest?

They are Sequoia sempervirens,
redwoods. Indigenous
to Eureka.

But inside infused
to the building.

Well, not exactly.
I mean, if you
look at the damage,

you'll see that they
actually displaced
the floor and the ceiling.

I've never seen
anything like it.

One day of getting to look
like I know what I'm doing.
Was that too much to ask for?

Evidently.

This is so cool.
Uno, you reinforced
G.D. With tungsten?

That's one of
the strongest
metals ever.

Dos, the trees punched
right through it.
I mean, how crazy is that?

Should she be
seeing this?

She signed a
non-disclosure
statement.

Yeah, you can trust me.
I was a Camp Fire girl.

Please tell me you
kept the uniform.

For posterity, you
know, memories.

Anyhoo, I scanned the trees
for transient radiation,
you know, just for kicks.

If you guys want, I mean,
I could stick around,
help analyze the results.

I love that idea. I mean,
that would be
really helpful, right?

Well, as a matter of fact,
I was going to suggest the
same thing. So, shall we?

Après vous.

She's awesome,
isn't she?

Little shy though,
needs to come
out of her shell.

ALLISON: Relax.
It'll be over in a second.

Ow!

What is this
torture device?

Automated
transdermal patch.

It injects a steady
stream of nanobots.

They'll purge the
nicotine from
your bloodstream.

That's amazing. So, I can
carry on smoking and
they'll scrub me clean.

I like the sound
of this plan.

(ELECTRONIC BUZZING)
Oh! What the...

Did I mention that the
patch has a negative
reinforcement response?

No. No, you
left that part out.

I'm sorry.

Well, you can
make it up to me.
Say, over drinks?

Seems like you're
trading one vice
for another.

Oh, trust me, I got
an endless supply of vices
for you to cure, Dr. Blake.

Well, I'll
think about it.
You're all set.

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

Well, at least
the trees are healthy.

If you can call being
uprooted from your
stable environment healthy.

Well, maybe we should
give them some
nitrogen and potassium

to ease the shock
of the transplant.

I wasn't talking
about the trees.

We have a
problem, Henry.

I know.

Okay, well, if you
talk to me then
maybe I could help.

All right.
I am...

CARTER: Henry!
Claudia found something!

Just did a little research.
Learned a ton about
the local flora.

Specifically,
ring patterns.

Dendrology, Jack, I mean who
would have known?

Tree rings? It's third grade.
I do know things, you know?

Like how when there's
a fire or a drought,
trees don't grow as fast.

And they produce
a narrow band.

Right. So, check this out.
The Mount St. Helens
eruption, 1980,

covered this whole region
in ash. That should have
produced a black ring.

Hmm. But it's not there.
And none of the
trees inside have it.

So, I'm thinking
we compare these scans

with the trees outside,
see what that tells us.

Okay. I'll go
with you.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

Oh, it's Artie.
I'll tell him
we're on a case.

CLAUDIA: Hey, Artie...
Okay... Calm down!

Okay, Jack, I can't
stand it anymore.
What's going on?

With?
Henry.

Can you be
more specific?

He won't
talk to me.

He's avoiding being
alone together, and
it's been weeks since we've...

Gotcha. Gotcha.
I think that he's got
a lot on his mind.

I know. You're his
best friend, but you're
my friend too, right?

Of course I am.
Is there
someone else?

What? No!

No, that's the last
thing you have
to worry about.

Okay, well then,
I don't know
what changed.

I mean we used to
be partners and...

I just want my
husband back.

Yeah.

One banana-blueberry-soy-
wheatgrass-whey-protein
smoothie to go.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

That lunch?

Yeah,
it's the perfect meal.

Chlorophyll,
amino acids,
minerals and enzymes.

You look like
you could use one.

Like a hole in the head.

Call me old fashioned,
but I prefer to
eat my food, not drink it.

Hey, Vinnie,
can I get a steak,

potatoes,
eggs, butter,
two fingers of scotch?

A man's order
if ever there was one.

Cholesterol, starch,
salt and liquor.

You'll be dead
before dessert.

Dessert.
Coconut cream pie.

Done and done.

No wonder the life expectancy
of men your age
was 20 years shorter.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
you're telling me

everything that makes
life worth living
is going to kill you.

Pretty much.

I can't take this.
I need a smoke.

You can't
light up in here.

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

It's worth the pain.

Second hand smoke
is terrible...

Jo?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

She said something
about secondhand smoke
and then she doubled over.

All right,
let's see
what we have here.

Listen, I still
think it's got
something to do with

that swill
she was drinking.

They called it a smoothie.

I don't think
it was a smoothie.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Look.

Is that a bullet?

Yes, it's a bullet.
Prep her for surgery.
ASSISTANT: Right away, Doctor.

Wait a minute.
Jo's been shot?

(DOOR OPENING)

Hey, how's she doing?

She'll be home
with you soon
watching reality TV.

In that case, maybe you
want to keep her for a couple
more days, do some tests.

(CHUCKLES)

You know, she was...
She was really lucky.

The bullet was huge
and only centimeters
from her heart.

Here, look.
This is the bullet that
was found inside of Jo

complete with casing.

It wasn't even fired.

You can't even get
shot in a normal way
around here.

I have no idea
where it came from.

Oh, so like
the trees
in the rotunda.

Yeah, who knows what
other disasters are
waiting to just appear.

(CELL PHONE BEEPING)

Sorry.

What?

Claudia got
the test results.

Tell Jo I'll be back.
Okay.

Henry tested
the trees outside of G.D.

They all showed the same
Mount St. Helens rain pattern.

So, random redwoods
and unfired bullets.

In my world
this reeks of artifact.

Everything in Eureka
can be explained
with science.

Whether that's
anger rays
or red elves.

Now you're speaking
my lingo.

All right,
what about
teleportation?

Teleportation research
has been banned since
the Stockholm Treaty.

Well, sort of,
technically.

Technically?

Dr. Lisa Wheeler,
particle physics.

She's the head of our
quantum particle
entanglement research program.

Fancy way of saying
teleportation.
Thank you.

Her performance review
is scheduled for
later this month.

(WHISTLES) Wow.

Degrees from Yale
and Columbia by age 23.
This chick is sick.

Well, if she's up for review,
maybe she pushed too hard.

The plot thickens.
So, where's the perp?

(SIGHS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

What are you...

I heard what happened,
and for the record,
it wasn't me.

Okay.

Yeah,
and the sky cruiser's
almost done,

so you can stop
walking by my lab,
like, 10 times a day.

So passive aggressive.

Anyway, I thought
you could use something
to pass the time.

Thanks.

Yeah.

And I'm passive aggressive.

Hey.
Hey.

Brought you a souvenir.

Whoa.

That's a.50-caliber
Browning aviation tracer.

Yeah, I had to check
the military database
to find that out.

They use them
in fighter planes.

Yeah.
Collectors would
go nuts for this.

Why? They still make them.

Yeah, but they
stopped painting the tip
in the 1950s.

How did this
end up in my chest?

(QUIETLY) That's her.
Oh, sweet.

Want me to get
my electro-cuffs?
I can be a great bad cop.

We don't really do
good cop, bad cop.

Oh, you play it straight.
That's classy.

Uh, Dr. Wheeler?

Yes, Sheriff?

Hi. I want to talk
to you about the trees
that appeared in G.D.

I had nothing
to do with that.

Oh, paranoid
and an expert
on teleportation.

Suspicious.

Why don't you get a muffin?

Sorry. Continue.

And it's not teleportation.

It's quantum particle
entanglement.

Well, making things move by
zapping. Same thing.

Listen, I'd be ecstatic
if I had done any of that
to those trees,

but all my test trials failed.

I can't even teleport
this croissant.

If I had a nickel.

(RUMBLING)

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Everybody out!

Go! Go! Out!
CLAUDIA: Dr. Wheeler, come on.

Out! Out!

Everybody go! Go!

(ALL CLAMORING)

(STATIC CONTINUES)

(CAR ALARM SOUNDING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Is this an earthquake?

We should be so lucky.

(RUMBLING STOPS)

Okay.

Well,
that's a new one.

CLAUDIA: That is
fully awesome.

I've seen this plane before.

This isn't
the result of quantum
particle entanglement.

The plane would have
fused with the matter
in the building.

This displaced it.

Yeah. There's a lot
of that going around.
What's causing it?

But it looks to me like
someone's fooling around
with wormholes,

so this better not show up
in my performance review.

This is, like,
warehouse-issue vintage.

I wonder when
this was built.

I'm guessing the 1940s.

(INDISTINCT)

I have the microfracture
results from the plane.

It's almost new.

P-38s haven't been
manufactured since
World War II.

Dr. Wheeler
mentioned wormholes.

Which means it's possible
these things are moving
through time and space.

We could be talking
about time travel.

(STAMMERING) If that's true,
we're going to need to do
some more research.

You want to hit the field?

HENRY: As a matter of fact,
we really could use your help.

I didn't have enough time
to do a thorough search
on the surges.

No stone left unturned.

Field work?
I'm your girl.

HENRY: Uh-huh.

Our VIP should have an
escort. You know, the buddy
system, just to be safe.

That's sweet, Doug.
You drive.

FARGO: Oh, and don't worry
about the rain, it'll pass.
Thanks.

Any unusual radiation
signatures?

Nothing yet.

So, how's the computer upgrade
working at the warehouse?

Not too shabby.
It's only crashed twice.
Oh...

I'm kidding. You've
made my life way easier,
Fargonator.

Can I use that?

Knock yourself out.

So, how's Todd?

I wouldn't know.
We broke up.

Really?
That's unfortunate.

(MACHINE BUZZING)

Got something.
Check it out.

Come on.

CARTER: Claudia's a smart kid.

Yeah, too smart.

This stuff's coming
through from 1947.

Yeah, well, my scanner
picked up an unusual surge
of exotic particles.

Exotic sounds bad.

Well, they traveled
faster than
the speed of light.

As in breaking
the time barrier.

Wait, I thought
the Einstein Bridge
was DOA.

It is.
But Charles and I
reconstructed the core

to see if it would work
for other applications.

What? Did you need a new
toaster? Why'd you do that?

Not for time travel,
but to research wormholes,

and we only activated it
for a couple seconds.

Barely got a spark
out of the core.

Okay. Okay.
Could the wormhole have
been reopened by it?

If it was unstable.
Maybe it's possible.

And what if we can't stop it?

1947 and 2010 collapse
into each other,

the past and the present
as we know it cease to exist.

All of this, gone.

Great.

You guys had
to mess with it.
You had to turn it on.

We weren't messing
with anything.
We were experimenting.

That's what scientists do,
you know, they experiment.

Well, next time could
you experiment with something
less potentially world-ending?

(COUGHS) It doesn't have
that kind of power.

Look,
it's not even turned on.

(COUGHING)

Are you all right?

I thought that quitting
smoking was meant
to make you feel better.

I never felt worse
in my life.

You know how you're gonna feel
when you get squashed by two
colliding timelines?

What's causing this?

I think it could be
a quantum chromodynamic
confinement anomaly.

You're just stringing
words together.

What he means is
if certain exotic particles
were separated

and then pulled
through a wormhole,

they would still have
a massive attraction
to each other.

Like a giant magnet.

Literally tearing things apart
on a quantum level.

Well, the magnet was
strong enough to pull
a plane into Café Diem.

Wait, Café Diem is built
next to where the airfield
was back in '47.

The objects are tied
to location.

HENRY: But drawn
by the magnet.

All right, well we
need to see a map
of Eureka circa 1947.

Lucky I know
the town historian.

After you.

Sorry about Todd.

Whatever.
Obviously not
the right guy for me.

I swear I just saw
a radiation surge right here.

Well, another one
will come along.

I mean radiation surges.

(MACHINE BUZZING)

We got a live one.

(RUMBLING)

Do you feel that?
Something's coming.

(CRASH)

(RUMBLING STOPS)

Damn.

Nada.

(CLEARS THROAT)

"Camp Eureka.
Authorized personnel only.
No trespassing."

What? That's it?

I came to Eureka
and all I got
was this stupid fence?

"Protected by minefield."

As in landmines?

Claudia, wait!

(METALLIC CLICK)

Uh-oh.

HENRY: The red dots are
our anomalies.

See, Café Diem,
right next to where
the airfield used to be.

P-38 fighters,
ammunition.

The unfired bullet in Jo.

And drums of diesel fuel
were reported there.

Yeah. Former site
of the motor pool.

And there's G.D.,
used to be
built on a forest.

There's your trees.

If Camp Eureka is somehow
crossing over into 2010,

airplanes and bullets
are the least of our worries.

(COUGHING)

Collapsing timelines
aren't pretty.

Are you okay?

Yeah, just,
I need some air.

Something's not right.

Maybe my nicotine nanobots
are malfunctioning.

You said this attraction thing
could pull things apart
on a quantum level.

What would it do to a person?

Well, it would do
the same thing.
It would tear them apart

from the inside out
one molecule at a time.

I think I know
what's going on.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Guess we found
our magnet.

Don't move.

Oh, no.

Foot cramp.

You need more potassium
in your diet.

I have a low arch and
the cramp usually goes away
when I wiggle my big toe.

Don't wiggle! Minefield!

Sorry. I didn't realize
you were the
minefield police.

Not that I'm complaining,
but why hasn't it gone boom?

Whoever
designed it used
a double tap fuse.

If you lift your leg,
the detonator will be cut
from the circuit

that activates the fuse.

Then boom.

Okay. Calling 911.

No, no, no!
No cell phones.

A 40 megahertz signal
could excite
the lead azide

in the old-style
detonator and then...

Boom! Claudia smoothie!
Okay.

What do we do now?

Come on,
you're the head of G.D.

You work at Warehouse 13.

I do inventory,
not bomb disposal.

What do you think
my job is?

The Hurt Locker?

Wait a sec.

Your scanner,
that's encased in
aluminum alloy, right?

Yeah. This and the
printed circuit board
from your PDA.

We can make
a null pulse inducer
to delay

the trigger signal
in the landmine!

Geek talk. So hot.

CARTER: We're getting
more reports.

We've got a Quonset hut
at Lake Archimedes

and a munitions bunker
in Tesla High School gym.

And he's getting worse.

The exotic particles
are spreading like cancer.

It's probably been
happening since he got here.

Testing the core
just pulled a thread
and it unraveled everything.

How do we stop it from
unraveling?

We need to figure out
a way to purge
the exotic particles

from his body
before it kills him.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Scan complete.

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING VIOLENTLY)

Correct me if
I'm wrong, but,
even if I die

my body
remains attractive, no?

Yes. And unless we find
a cure, you'll keep
pulling objects from 1947.

We need to neutralize you
against those objects

so that they'll snap back
to where they belong.

Wait a minute,
can't we just dip him
in Fargo's goo?

I'd rather die.

Okay, but it is supposed to
neutralize unstable objects.

Dipping wouldn't do it.
We'd have to transfuse
his entire body.

It could break the subatomic
bonds in his cells.

Theoretically, the exotic
particles would then travel
back to their proper time.

Except for Charles.

You would stay here for good.

Well, no plan's perfect.

(RUMBLING)

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Tell me that's not
what I think it is.

That's one of our first
intercontinental
nuclear missiles.

Thanks for the tip.

Another surge
could detonate it.

GRANT: We can't
wait any longer.

I'm ready.

Almost done.

Let's hope the null pulse
inducer delays the signals
in the trigger.

How long are we going to have?

If we're lucky,
maybe three seconds.

That's lucky?

Claudia,
you can do this.

You're cute when
you get all heroic.

Okay, I'm going to
count to three.

Well, how come
you get to count?

I'm the one
standing on a mine.

Yeah, well,
I'm going to be
pulling you towards me

and I have
the gravitational
advantage so, one...

One, two, three!

Well, that was easy.

(CHUCKLES)

Gee, thanks.

(METALLIC CLICK)

Uh-oh.

This is awkward.

ALLISON: I've infused the IV
solution with Fargo's goo.

See? Not so bad.

You hang in there, okay?

The solution should start
to neutralize the exotic
particles any second now.

(SIGHS) Yeah.

Hey.
CARTER: What do you think
you're doing?

My job.

Well, I'd tell you not to,
but I think I know you better
than that by now.

More objects keep coming
through and we detected
an explosion right here.

That's where we sent
Fargo and Claudia.

That used to be a minefield.

Of course.

Do you have
a mine sweeper
in the weapon rank?

No, no. We have an infrasonic
diffuser. It's right next to
the plasma detonator.

Carter!
Yeah?

Do not get them confused.
Right.

ALLISON: The exotic particles
are multiplying.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

The infusion isn't working.
We have to raise the levels.

No, it might kill him!

If we stop the infusion, the
time collapse will continue.

We have to take the risk.
I'm increasing the volume.

(COUGHING)

Looks like I picked the
wrong day to quit smoking.

(MACHINES BEEPING FRANTICALLY)

(GASPING)

The anomalies are tied to him
and both are getting worse.

HENRY: We're running out
of time and options!

ALLISON:
Henry, wait a minute.

The transdermal patch.

The nanobots
are programmed to remove the
nicotine from his blood cells.

It's a long shot, but maybe I
can reprogram the nanobots

to purge the exotic
particles instead.

Well, let's hurry.
A long shot's all we have.

ALLISON: Charles?

This really isn't
how I pictured
things going.

Yeah. I kind of imagined a
swanky hotel at Comic... Con.

What? No, I meant dying.

Oh.

You know, even if we keep
still until someone finds us,

if there's another temporal
disturbance it might
set off all the mines.

I guess up until now,
Eureka was pretty cool.

Well, if I have to go
I guess this isn't so bad.

At least they'll say
we went out with a bang.

CARTER: Fargo?

Oh, great timing, Sheriff.

Don't move!

BOTH: Too late.

Doug kind of put
his head on a mine.

After I saved her
from standing on one.

Don't move.

Hey, Sheriff, be careful.

Thanks.

Whoa! (GRUNTS)

You kids having fun?

The most.

How're you liking
that field work?

CLAUDIA: What's it look like?

Looks hard.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Okay.

Pay attention.

This is an
infrasonic diffuser.

That or a plasma detonator.
Pretty sure I got
the right one.

Pretty sure?

I read the instructions.
Twice.

I need to put this
on the mine
where your head is.

But my head is
where my head is.

This will help
keep it that way.

That is so not comforting.

On my mark,
roll to your right.

His right or my right?

His.

(SOFTLY) Ready.

One, two...

Three!

How do you like Eureka now?

(CHUCKLES)

You're welcome.

I've rewritten the code
for the nanobots.

But will they remove the
exotic particles without

causing any
subatomic toxicity?

Well, that's the
hypothesis, yes.

Well, that's not
good enough.

We don't have
time to play it safe.

Here we go.

(WHIMPERING)

HENRY: The nanobots
are locking onto
the exotic particles.

(STRAINING)

HENRY: Vital organs are
approaching critical failure

and the wormhole
is about to collapse.

ALLISON: His system
can't take much more.

We have to stop.

Don't you dare!

It's working.

(EXCLAIMING)

That's wild.

GRANT: So, I guess
I picked the right day
to quit smoking after all.

We saved the world
in time for drinks.

You never give up, do you?

No, I don't.

Hey.

What you doing?

Changing the belt.

(GRUNTING)

I'll give you a hand
if you like.

No, I got it.

(STRAINING)

All right, here,
here, here.
Come on, come on.

(SOFTLY) There we go.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

Whatever it is,

whatever you're going through,

I can't help you
if you won't let me in.

But I'll be here
when you're ready.

Hand me the wrench.

All right,
that should do it.

I think you should
take it for a ride.

I will, but there's something
I'd rather do first.

Come on. Come on.

No. I said go home
and rest.

No heavy lifting,
I promise.

I'm just... Just dotting
the I's, crossing the T's.

Making this transfer official.

Are you sure that sending
the bridge away was
the right decision?

Definitely.

Hmm.

What's this?

That's a souvenir for
old time's sake.

You must miss home.

I'll always have
memories of those people.

This is my home now.

It's not a bad place
to settle down.

You know,
it's growing on me.

Listen, Doctor, you...

You saved my life.

That's not a debt
a man can easily repay.

At least let me
buy you a drink.

(LAUGHS)

Vincent makes
a spectacular sidecar.

One drink.

One? What, are we
going to share?

Fine. Say I pick you up
at about 8:00.

I'll meet you at 8:00.

MAN ON TV: Welcome back
from the break,
ladies and gentlemen.

How about a big hand for
all our contestants?

Let's get them all
out here right now.

Cerveza?

Gracias.

You okay?

Yeah. Allison's having drinks
with Grant, so I'm a little...

Oh, he's charming
and suave.

Oh, and he's got
great hair.

Thanks for making
me feel better.
That's awesome.

But he isn't you.

You know, there's
something about that
guy I just don't like.

I don't trust him.

Well, then get off your ass
and do something about it.

Noted.

How about you and Zane?

I catch these glimpses
of who he used to be

and then they're gone.

Are we having girl talk?

No, we're having guy talk.

(LAUGHS)

Semi... finals are on.

Eye patch guy
made it to the next round.
You want to watch?

See, I think he's pitchy.

It's good to
have you here.

Oh. You shouldn't have.

No, trust me,
I should have.

But there's more.

I figured it was time
to mothball the
Einstein Bridge for good,

and I was hoping,
maybe, you could
take it off our hands.

Uh, we store artifacts.

I mean, this thing
doesn't even
work anymore.

Well, that could be
our little secret.

And plus, you could
tell Artie you bagged
your first solo grab.

I like the way
you think.

Plus, if things
don't work out
at the warehouse,

we could always
use someone
with your skills here.

I do have
some pull
with the boss.

Thanks, Doug.

But I'm pretty attached
to the crew I have, so...

So.

(SIGHS)

See you around,
Fargonator.