All language subtitles for Eureka S05E09 Smarter Carter-eng

HENRY: Previously on Eureka.

Boo!
(EXCLAIMS) Holly!

Did I scare you?

You're out.
And you're here.

ZANE: She's dying again.

Sustaining her is going to take a
breakthrough in computer programing.

Marry me, Jack.
Right now.

Okay.

Bring us home, Henry!

HENRY: Then I now pronounce
you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Wait! Have these.

BOTH: What's that?

Brand new roast for
a brand new marriage.

Sophisticated and earthy.

Thanks, Vince.
Enjoy.

You know, we still have to fill out
the compliance forms with the D.O.D.

Before we're
legally married.

True. Well, nothing says
lifelong commitment like

government oversight.

Last chance to back out.

Nope, no way.

I'm in. I'm stuck.
(LAUGHING)

Hey, Mom! You think you
could drop me off at Dre's?

Yeah, sure. I have to get a visitor's
pass for Uncle Marcus on the way to G.D.

Oh, big brother coming to
check in on little sister?

It's adorable.

It's more like coming
to check up on you.

(CHUCKLES) Whatever. Don't worry.

Wait. She's joking, right?

I mean, what's the deal
with your uncle?

He's just sort of
prejudice, you know?

Against white people?

No. Against dumb people, no
offense. I'll see you later, Jack.

Oh, none taken.

This is amazing.

I'm constructing a neural
digital interface that can make

an A.I. House compatible
with a trans-human life form.

That's not amazing,
it's epic.

Yes, yes, I'm a genius.
Let's find out of it works.

Run the patch now.

Initiating.

SARAH: Ooh, that tickles.

I feel... Accepted.

Well, you are good to go.

Sweet!
Where to first?

Um, he didn't mean
leave, go.

Oh, come on.
I've got cabin fever.

Holly, you're stable.

If we pull you out now, we risk
a catastrophic synaptic relapse.

You mean I'm stuck here?

Well, no, eventually
we'll get you mobile.

It's just everything from here
on out is an innovative leap.

We can't rush it.

How long we
talking, Douglas?

However long it takes
us to get it right.

Okey-dokey.
Love you.

(GASPING)

Zane,
I need your help.

You might want to review
bathroom etiquette with SARAH.

I'm not staying long
enough to learn the rules.

You have to get me
out of here. Please?

What the hell is
a reproductive clause?

Well, boss, when a mommy and a daddy
love each other very much they...

No... That's all right.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Something got your hard
drive in a query, boss?

Allison's brother's
coming to town.

And I think he's checking up on
the schlub his sister married.

Well, if you don't
mind my saying,

anyone who doesn't see how great
you are isn't someone I want to know.

Thanks, Andy.

Hey, Kev. What's up?

Hey, I've got a presentation on
alternative de-silicon computing,

do you think you could
help me practice?

Uh, computers aren't my thing.
I think maybe your mother

would be a better
audience for you.

No, no, you don't have
to like get the details.

I just need to work on
my delivery, you know?

I brought you some maple bars
and Vincent's new espresso blend.

All right.
Enlighten me, Kev.

G.D.'s already developed protein-based
derma and vascular mapping.

We've got everything we
need to help Holly.

Except a stable neural-net processor.
And that's going to be tricky.

What exactly
are we processing?

We can build it.
We have the technology.

Is that for Holly? I thought she
was stable in the Smart House.

Stable, yes.
Happy, no.

Ah, so you're officially
joining the mad scientist union.

It's not mad. It's the next logical
step in brain machine interfacing.

But we need to snag us
some high priority hardware.

Yeah, well, you're
head of Section Five. Ask.

You're not telling Fargo.

He's acting a little bit
overly cautious these days.

Holly's his girlfriend.
He deserves to know.

Yeah, but she asked us
to keep him out of it,

at least until we figure
out if this is even possible.

We tell him now he might
freak out and pull the plug.

And that's what
I'm doing here.

Running interference at G.D.

Hmm. I'm going
to regret this.

Nice office.

KEVIN: And so, the ability to
manipulate graphene between states

validates its status as the
ideal alternative to silicon.

Thank you.

Genius. I mean, I
loved it the third time.

The fourth time,
grand slam.

I don't know.
Maybe just one more time.

Mmm, Kev,

I could recite it now.

I think you're going
to be fine.

(CRASH)
(HORN HONKING)

(SHOUTING)

Hey, are you all right?

(GRUNTS)

Ow!

So it's going
to be that kind of day.

Come here!

CROWD: Whoa!

Kev!

Uncle!

ALLISON: Jack!
Yeah!

This is my
brother, Marcus.

(GROANING)
Oh, of course it is.

Nice gams, Sheriff.

Welcome to Eureka.

sync and correction by majtjkong

Well, this takes restless leg
syndrome to a whole new level.

But they couldn't outrun the
long arm of the brother-in-law.

Nice!

Now let's try this again.

Hi, I'm Jack.

Dr. Marcus Blake.

Do you prefer Dr. Blake
or can I call you Marcus?

I haven't decided yet.

Okay. Behave.

(LAUGHS)

Marcus is fine.
Good.

Good because multiple Dr.
Blakes would be confusing.

Well, you should
see our family gatherings.

Can't swing a cat without
hitting a PhD. Right, Allie?

Uh, yes, overachieving
runs in our genes. (LAUGHS)

Mine too, actually. Just more
with Sheriff-y type stuff.

So is this typical Sheriff-y
stuff for you, Jack?

Well, nothing's really typical
in this town, but I try.

No, you do great.

Thank you.

So listen, why don't
we go up to G. D?

I'll give you a tour
of the new labs,

while Jack finds the
owner of our restless legs.

Sure. We can
catch up at dinner.

Okay, good.
All right. See ya.

I can't wait.

All right, I will see you at
home later. Come on, Marcus.

(SIGHING)

Well, that went well.

Oh, settle down!

I adapted a new interface layer to the
portable drive, but there's always a risk.

Here we go.

Um. You're sure she was
secure for transport.

Hey guys! Oh, man,
it feels good to be...

In a garage?

That's not even
a lateral move.

Carter found your
missing legs.

Oh! Are those for me?

Actually, we've moved
past bionic limbs.

Ladies, gentlemen...

A- ha!

Welcome to Project
Habeas Corpus.

Zane, the missing

spintronic microprocessor
prototype and the biotable

from Genetics... Couldn't you
space out your requisitions

just to make my job
a little easier?

No time. No, we need to do this and
do this right before Fargo finds out.

So what are
we talking here? Cloning?

A transgenic endoskeleton?

Biological fabrication.

Whoa. From the
cellular ground up?

Hold on, you guys are building
a living, breathing body?

Yes.

By combining
a protein emulsion

and undifferentiated somatic
cells, we can use her D.N.A. Profile

and print her
body on an organic lattice.

Print? Like photocopy?

Yeah, very similar.

Except this inkjet
uses living cells.

(BEEPER WAILING)

911 from Parrish.
More missing equipment.

ZANE: You're going to need
to distract him, babe.

We can't risk
him taking this to Fargo,

otherwise he might shut us
down before we can begin.

(BOTH SIGHING)

Fine.
I'll distract Parrish.

All right.

Let's make us a woman.

Thank you, Dr. Blake,
your work

on organic computing, it
inspired my post-doc research.

When you're accepting your
Nobel, be sure to mention that.

Bye.

Everyone loves you,
it's kind of annoying.

Well, don't worry. You're
still Mom and Dad's favorite.

Oh, yeah, even after I didn't
invite them to the wedding?

That took us all by surprise. We
didn't even know you were dating.

Well, it wasn't exactly
planned, we were about to drown.

Why am I not feeling
reassured?

Sit down.

Listen, it's been a very
intense year for Jack and I.

We were best friends forever
and we finally found each other.

He's great.

And Sheriff-y.

Don't be a snob.

I'm being realistic.

What do you really have in common?
He's not exactly Nathan Stark.

And I wouldn't
want him to be.

Jack is one of the greatest
guys that I have ever known.

And, yes, he may have more of an
everyman quality than Nathan did,

but he loves me. At
least keep an open mind.

All right.

Aloha.

Doctor Parrish? Hey, how was the
unconventional weapons convention?

If I see another diversionary devices
demonstration I'm going to flash-bang myself.

Well, we, uh,
we missed you here.

So is there something
I can help you with?

Zane Donovan's head on a
pike would be a good start.

So you've heard.

The director is
clearly blinded by grief.

Installing Donovan as head of
Section Five is not only ludicrous,

it is a gross miscarriage
ofjustice.

What's this?

I'm keeping a running
tab of his infractions.

So far he has violated 22 regulations,
and that has just been this morning.

Well, that's just
outrageous.

I'm on my way to see
Fargo about it right now.

Actually, you see, I'm the one that
deals with rule violations, so...

I'm going to take
care of it for you.

I spent weeks in that lab
trying to give reliable results,

vowed we wouldn't come out
until we had a functioning model.

(LAUGHING)
Well, you're here now, so...

I guess that
means it works.

Or you just told everyone
it did. (LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)

Not that you
would do that to people.

You know, I did
a whole presentation

at Tesla based on your
research, Uncle Marcus.

And aced it, I'm sure.

I couldn't have done
it without Jack's help.

Really? They cover polycyclic
hydrocarbons in sheriff school?

No. Marshal services is more
focused on catching bad guys.

And deadly run away legs.

I think, um, for me,

what's most impressive is how
you're using flexible microprocessors

at one nanometer Q.D. For
their current-carrying capacity.

I think that's innovative.

You read my article?

Well, I, uh, scanned it.

Well, aren't you
full of surprises.

(CHUCKLES)
No kidding.

Um, I'm going to go
check up on Jenna.

Kev, would you mind
helping me clear the dishes?

We'll be back
in a sec.

So Kev, (CLEARS THROAT)
Just practicing a speech, huh?

Did you even have a
presentation?

Last year,
but I got an A-plus on it.

Congratulations.
That's great.

And not the point.

Mmm?

I've seen how judgmental
Uncle Marcus can be

and I just wanted you
to be prepared, you know?

Look, I know you're trying
to help, but this is who I am.

I'm not a scientific genius.
I'll never be a scientific genius.

You can't change that
and neither can I.

Okay?
I'm sorry.

But you gotta admit that was pretty
awesome. Did you see the look on his face?

I saw the look
on his face.

Come on.

SARAH: Good morning,
Dr. Blake.

Good morning, SARAH.

Hey. You've been up all night?

Yeah. Yeah,
I couldn't sleep.

Is that Marcus's
new book?

Yeah. Just so you know,
yours is much better.

Jack, listen, I know my brother
can be a bit intimidating,

but you don't
have to impress anyone.

Oh, I know. I'm just

trying to keep up.

You sure you're
feeling all right?

Great. Better than
great, actually.

All right, well, I'll see you at
Caf� Diem later for the book signing.

Wouldn't miss it.
Okay, bye.

(BEEPS)

Oh! SARAH,
how did we do?

SARAH: Adapting my oven for the thermal
oxidation process was a challenge,

but I think you'll be happy
with the results, Sheriff.

Fantastic.

SARAH: You're taking quite an
interest in Dr. Blake's work.

Maybe you have more in
common than you thought.

Well, he deals
in theory and I deal

in practice.

Hey, boss,
what are you doing?

Did you know there are 42 police
codes associated with trespassing?

That's excessive! And six,
six governing juggling.

Uh, that's right.

Uh, put into effect in 1987 after
an unfortunate plasma torch accident.

Watch this,
statute 153.2.

Boom! I know.
I memorized them all.

But my programming already has a
database of law enforcement codes

you don't
need to know.

Yeah, but now you don't need to
know, right? I'm a complete package.

I'm a one-man wrecking
crew ofjustice.

But, uh, still room on the
crew for a deputy, right, boss?

Well, um, actually,

I think I got it handled,
so I can talk to the D.O.D.,

see if I can get you
reassigned, and as for today,

you got the day off.
Go watch a movie.

Uh...

Okay.

Hey!

Settling back in okay,
Dr. Parrish?

Oh, cut the crap, Lupo.

I know you and Donovan are
doing the horizontal mambo.

Excuse me?
You're back together!

Obviously that renders you
incapable of conducting

a fair, thorough and
impartial investigation.

On the contrary.

I'm not happy with
Zane's promotion, either.

Having him in charge of Section Five
only makes my job 10 times harder.

Maybe it's time to
call in the big guns.

Actually, I have a better idea. If
you and I work the case together,

we can take all of Zane's
infractions to Fargo

and get him to reconsider the
promotion. What do you think?

I could really use your help.

The real me won't look like a creepy
department store mannequin, right?

Relax. The body blank is just a crash
test dummy for your new neural prosthetic.

Are we sure a spintronic
microprocessor brain

will actually work
with an organic body?

Downloading a consciousness is a
one-shot process, which is why we're

field testing the blank.

All processors are online.
All systems are good to go.

Let's do this.

Powering up.

ZANE: 50%. 60%.

70%.

Initiating
a neural pulsing.

ZANE: 90%.

(BEEPING)
100%.

Okay. All right, let's try a
command. Um, just keep it simple.

Done.

(GASPS)
(LAUGHS)

It's working!
I have a pulse!

Neural pulsing
is taxing the system.

(BEEPING)

System's overheating.
Shut it down.

We're going to
fix that, right?

There's no chance the authorization
went into your spam folder?

Hmm. I suppose
it's possible.

Right. If you could just
have another look for me.

Thanks for your time.

What the hell was that?

You're either
protecting your boyfriend

or you are the worst interrogator
in the history of the world.

(SIGHS)

Right. Yeah, that was
a terrible interview.

I'm having a hard time focusing
right now and I think that it's

you.
Me?

Yeah. You know,

we've never worked this closely
together and I had no idea

that you are
so magnetic.

Oh.

This sort of thing,
it happens all the time.

And I would be
lying if I said that

I didn't feel something
for you as well,

but I think it is
extremely important

that we maintain
a professional relationship.

Yes, yes.
You are absolutely right.

So, I guess we're going to have
to do these interviews over again.

I'll take the lead
this time.

Good idea.

I knew I shouldn't have
worn these jeans.

MARCUS: You'll definitely
enjoy this one.

Your uncle's quite
a rock star.

Yeah.

Have you seen Jack?

No, not yet.
Is everything okay?

I don't know. Has he
seemed weird to you at all?

You talking about,
like, last night?

He was just reading up
on Uncle Marcus.

Yes, and he continued
to read the entire night.

Looked like Marcus's
whole book and mine.

Uh, I've got to go check
something. I'll be right back.

Check on...

Excuse me, is there anything
else I can get for you?

I make the best Belgian
chocolate souffl� in the world.

I'm a bit of a molecular
gastronomist myself.

Would you
sign this apron?

Of course.

(SOFTLY) I love him.

There you are.
Thank you.

Jack, good morning.
Hi. Morning.

Would you like me to
sign your copy of my book?

Well, okay. Actually, I have
a couple of questions, though.

I'll bet you do.

Um, like on page 158,
for starters,

you postulate that an organic
transistor made of rubrene

could function properly
at room temperature.

I don't think that takes into account
its nonlinear thermal properties.

Jack, what are you
talking about?

Well, no, I went over your
brother's specs and that processor

is going to overheat at the speeds
necessary for it to function properly.

And you came to this
conclusion all on your own?

Well, it's a pretty glaring error.

Why don't you stick to
writing parking tickets?

Leave the laws of
thermodynamics to the experts.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

I can prove it.

Come here.
Sorry, sorry.

Excuse me for one second. ALLISON: Jack?

Just one second.

(LAUGHING)

What did you
do to my car?

An actual
rubrene processor?

Yes.
You built this?

Well, it's amazing what
you can build, actually,

with some silicon rods and
semi-conductor switches.

And you added an extra gate
in the back of each transistor.

Well, you have to because organic chips
have that annoying switching problem.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Have you tested it?

I was going to, but
your car, your career.

All right, I don't think
this is a good idea.

It's okay.

My design is sound.

Oh, yeah?
Lt'll hold.

ALLISON:
Uh, Jack?

What are you...

(WHIRRING)

Marcus,
get out of the car.

Marcus!
CARTER: Wait for it!

Jack, shut it down!
Run!

ALL: Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Tough break, college!

Science is fun!

Marcus, I am so sorry. I have
no idea what Jack was thinking

or how he even did this.

Well, it's not
that hard.

The heat tolerance index
should have been sufficient.

I don't understand.

Well, that's what you get
for ignoring Gianni VanDeHey's

principle of
entropic inversion.

Jack, you're scaring me.

If the rubrene microprocessor
can't handle the heat, what can?

Well, I was actually
noodling around with the idea

of attaching a pentacene crystal
directly to a silicon substrate.

Jack,
that's brilliant.

Yes, it is.
And terrifying.

Why?

All right, Jack. You got
my attention. Let's talk.

Okay, I want to
run some tests first.

Oh, that engine's
a goner.

Not on the engine,
on you.

I'm fine.
Let me get my notes.

I'll give you a lift to G.D. Good.

Great.
What?

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

Don't worry
about the car.

Andy, you see that?

Um, do I detect a hint of
burnt fluorocarbons, boss?

Can I get you
a fresh uniform?

Yeah, uh, no. I got it. What
are you still doing here?

I just thought I could
make myself useful,

what with your
family visiting,

maybe you could pass some
of your work off to me.

Nah. I got it.

Jack?
Yeah?

Ow! Why did you do that?

Jack, there is something
wrong with you.

You have never
studied thermodynamics or

physics and you're doing work
that could rewrite the textbooks.

I know. Turns out
it's not that hard.

I'm worried about you. We need
to run some neurological tests.

What I need is a supercomputer
to run my new designs.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Uh, my
C.P.U. Operates at 106 teraflops.

That's right. It does. You
game for a little upgrade?

Really?
If this works,

you'll be the most advanced
supercomputer on the planet.

Ah! Mi cabeza es
su cabeza, boss.

Right. Here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?

You can't put that kind of
untested technology in Andy's head.

Well, innovation requires
risk, Allie. You know that.

Jack, listen to yourself.

You're willing to risk the life
of your friend to test a theory?

Friend? It's a robot, and if it
blows up, we just order another one.

Okay?

Where are you? Huh?

Mom,

there's something
wrong with Jack.

I know. I've been
taking a look

at the new Vinspresso blend
that Jack's been drinking

and it has unusually
high levels of Alpha-GPC.

Look at me.

What did you
dose him with?

(SIGHING) It's a cognitive
enhancement drug, all right?

It's supposed to increase memory
and cognition, but only temporarily.

The effects shouldn't
have lasted this long.

Well, something else
must be interacting with it.

I didn't mean for this
to happen, all right?

I was trying to help him
stand up to Uncle Marcus.

I just need to know everything
that was in your C.E.D.

And just so that we're clear,
you're grounded until you're 30.

I kind of figured.

Come on.

MARCUS: Is it
supposed to do that?

Well, red is for dopamine
and yellow's for serotonin.

You know, it's exhausting
having to explain

every little detail
to somebody.

Wow. I feel
faster already.

(WHIRRING)

There's a huge power
surge in Andy's heat sync.

Well, not unexpected. Processor
power has increased exponentially.

Which means
very fast.

Thank you.

Voil�.

Andy, you are
good to go.

Whoa, I feel a pleasant tingling
in my artificial neurons, boss.

You're welcome.

A functioning, almost zero
heat photonic processor.

Fifteen years of research
and I never came close.

I have to call my publisher.
This could be my next book.

Our book!

I want a field
test, boss.

I want to take the new
noggin out for a spin,

but I need a
power recharge.

This new upgrade's really
sucking back the old amperage.

(RINGING)

Hello?
ALLISON: Jack,

I need to see
you right now.

Yeah, kind of
busy right now.

Listen, Kevin dosed your
coffee with an Alpha-GPC.

He slipped you
a smart mickey.

Yeah, I understood
you the first time.

Uh, Alpha-GPC, also known as
L-Alpha Glycerylphosphorylcholine.

Did you hear what
you just said?

Yeah, Allison, I'm not
sure if you understand.

I'm in the middle of making
scientific history here.

The tech we put
in Andy's... Huh!

Where's Andy?

Ugh, great. What now?

JO: Do a floor by floor.

We need to know if these power
drains are a system malfunction

or a real
security breach.

Yes, ma'am. What the hell is going on?

Probably some idiot's experiment
disrupting the smart grid.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Lupo.

I'll be right there.

Someone's breached our
offsite communications.

I've got to
head to the station.

Don't worry about me. I'm going to
continue our little investigation.

I have a lead that I
want to follow up on.

Uh, wait, Parrish...

Shh.

We'll rendezvous later.

HENRY: At least the
processor was undamaged.

ZANE: The bio-printer
checks out clean.

The spintronic microprocessor
just runs too hot.

And we can't install a big enough heat
sink without giving you a digital lobotomy.

But you're going
to keep trying, right?

A
- ha! Oh, I knew it. You're so busted, Donovan!

I knew you were
stealing equipment.

All right,
let's take this outside.

The electrode array,
and the bio-table...

Aloha, Isaac.

Holly?

How was Hawaii?

Andy, what the hell
are you doing?

Just getting some extra power cells,
a little more juice for the jug.

Are you
feeling okay?

Oh, I feel terrific.

And once I amp up the power to
handle my new photonic processor,

I'm going to be the
best deputy ever!

Andy, we need to
get you checked out.

Your heat signature's
through the roof.

And you're putting the
town at risk.

Come on.

(GROANS)

I'll drive.

No can do, Miss Lupo, got to
feed the old brain-a-saurus.

(GROANING)

Oh, power feels good.

(PANTING)

And...

This ought to do it.

Amazing.

We are going to spark a whole
new industrial revolution.

Maglev trains, hover cars,
cheap, easy energy.

Allison, I take back
everything I said about Jack.

He's a genius.

Well, not exactly.

I ran my tests on the Alpha-GPC-booster
that Kevin dosed you with.

Oh, are you still
on about that?

Jack, it is interacting...

With my Z-waves. Yeah, I figured there
was going to be a synaptic catalyst.

It's enhancing your
neural activity to a degree

that I have never seen before. You
are getting smarter by the minute.

So, he's not
normally like this?

Hardly. I'm working on a serum to
hopefully counteract the effects.

Why?
The effects are awesome!

No, they're not. Jack,
you're not you anymore.

I know. I'm better.

Okay, Allison...
Hold on, Jack.

If there are no adverse effects,
let him finish his research.

He's really on to
something here.

I don't care about his
research. I care about him!

Allison, for the
first time, I fit in.

I don't want to go back to
being the dumb old Sheriff.

Jack, the dumb old Sheriff
is the man that I married.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Allison Blake.

Andy did what?

Why didn't you tell me?

Being a hologram
is pretty cool, but

can you imagine going through
eternity unable to touch yourself?

Douglas doesn't understand, and
we couldn't risk you telling him.

Holly, you have to know
you can always trust me.

Confiscate everything.

(SOFTLY)
Starting right now.

Congratulations. It seems
that your little experiment on

Andy was a bit too successful.
He's on a power binge,

stealing energy cells
from anywhere.

It makes sense. He's
compensating for the iPS increase.

He almost killed Jo.

He's going to burn out.

All right, um,
I gotta run some numbers.

We'll fix it on the
next prototype, okay?

Jack, wait.
Andy is your deputy.

He is your friend, and now he's
dangerous. He needs your help.

Mmm-hmm.

We need to find him
before he melts down, Jack.

All right, good idea. If we can avoid
burnout, we can harvest the processor.

It's...
Never mind.

It could have
worked, Fargo.

Yeah. Or you could
have liquefied her head.

I can't believe you
guys went behind my back.

We were trying
to help her.

By putting Holly's
life in danger?

This isn't a life.

Holly, we've talked about
this. You're safer...

Stop saying that. I am
not safe, I'm trapped.

I'm just photons
and sound waves.

I'm sharing a body
with a stupid house.

Doug, if I'm not happy with
what I am, how can you be?

Holly. Holly!

(PAGER WAILING)

Look, we can figure this out. Bio-printing
is the way, I know it. If you help us...

Zane, it's over.

Jo needs backup. It seems that you two
aren't the only ones playing Frankenstein.

Let's move it, people.

Half the town's
in blackout.

Could have used some help
from local law enforcement.

Carter?

Sorry. Just trying to
calculate how long we have

before Andy's system melts
down given his, uh,

current rate
of energy consumption.

And?

Twenty-one minutes, roughly.

Well, if we can find him,
maybe he'll listen to reason.

Jo said that Andy wasn't
himself, like he had no feelings.

Okay, uh, his processor
might be siphoning energy

from his emotion patch.

Which seems to
be going around.

Where's Andy?

I don't know.
Maybe he left already.

Well, then
where's Vincent?

He's the one that
called in the 911.

(ENGINE ROARING)

Move!

He could have killed us!

Maybe he was trying to.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Oh, my God, Vincent,
are you okay?

Andy took the fuel cell
to the freezer unit.

Now, why would he do that? He
knows tomorrow is Tuscany Tuesday.

Jo missed him at Caf�
Diem. He's on the move.

FARGO: So we have an unreasonable,
power hungry robot on the loose.

We've got to stop him. What now?

Now...

We think like Jack.

Okay, um, blast him
with ionized nitrogen.

That'll trigger his fail-safe
and terminate his programming.

Not you,
our Jack.

Andy's looking for more power,
right? So where would he go?

Hi, honey.
I'm home.

SARAH:
What a pleasant surprise.

What's all this?

I was just setting up
for my book club meeting.

I won't be but a minute.

I just need a little
afternoon delight.

SARAH: Andy,
what are you doing?

Recharging.

SARAH: Andy, you're unhinging
my C.P.U. Panel.

That will compromise
my essential systems.

Isn't that a pickle?

That's what I'm looking for.

Andy, don't do this.

You're sick.
We can help you.

That won't be necessary.

Dr. Blake,
you need to leave.

Andy,
you're hurting SARAH.

She likes to talk.
I like to shoot.

I admire your persistence,
Miss Lupo, but we both know

you can't stop me.

SARAH: But I can.

Ooh!

Sorry, Andy.

What did you do to me?
You set me up!

You all right, SARAH?

SARAH: I will be.

Please, let me go.
I need power!

ALLISON: Andy, listen to me.
This is SARAH.

Do you remember
when you were on Titan?

Of course.

Who did you miss the most
when you were trapped there?

Mi casita bonita.

Okay. The photonic processor is
overriding your emotion programming,

but I know that you
are still in there somewhere.

SARAH: Andy, I need you.

Please help me.

CARTER: Almost there.

Marcus, if you could align the
I.O. Socket with the address bus.

Got it.

Are the straps
really necessary?

It's not like I'm
going to subdue you

and head back to the Smart
House at my first chance.

Right, carry on.

Hang in there, Andy.

Oh, uh,
something's happening.

And processor's out.
Let me restart him.

How do you feel?

Slower. Thanks.

Now if you'll excuse me, I
need to apologize to my girl.

Oh, we could have learned so much
from an extended real-time field test.

I know.

But a virtual model
will work just fine.

(TYPING)

Nice to have
our Andy back.

Would have been safer
to deactivate him.

You don't give
up on family.

Look, it was
a risky move.

Yeah, which saved his life. It's
what my husband would have done.

And I'd really like to
have him back now.

I'm right here.

I'm just better.

But you've lost the
best part of you.

Your heart.

Holly, are you here?

Look, I'm sorry, but you
know I'd do anything for you.

I guess I just got caught
up in what it would do to me.

I hope you can
forgive me.

Hi.
Hey.

What you got there?

Um, I'm just going over the specs
for Carter's photonic processor.

It's actually
kind of amazing.

Wait, wait, wait.

Sheriff Carter?

Oh, uh, long story.

Doug, why are you here?

Because you're
my Princess Leia.

You're going to help me.

But I'm not
your only hope.

Henry and Zane think this
bio-printer thing could actually work.

So, if that's
what you want,

I'll do everything in my
power to make it happen.

I just want
to be with you.

For real.

We'll find a way.

Cerebral proteins are marked.

I've isolated
the choline stabilizer.

I'm retro-lacing
the G.P.C. Upgrade.

It should reverse
the neural boost.

Sure can't wait to have
my husband back.

Oh, you two
work well together.

You're certain
you want to do this?

Yes.

Yes.

So this may make
you a little dizzy.

Let's just hope
this works.

Of course it'll work.

I'm a genius, right?

(CHUCKLES)

It was nice, though,

being on your level
for once.

Jack, you've always
been on my level.

(WHIRRING)
(INHALES)

So it's going to take a minute
for his vitals to stabilize.

MARCUS: Okay, I admit it.

I may have judged
him a bit prematurely.

Marcus,

Jack Carter may not have
the highest I.Q. In town,

but he's the smartest
man that I know.

Married you, didn't he?

Hey.
(SIGHS)

How you feeling?

Slower.

Thanks.

Don't worry, Jack, I've learned
my lesson the first time.

Good.

So you want to help
me with my homework?

(CHUCKLES)
I don't think so, pal.

Hey! So you guys
must have made out.

We're right as rain, boss.
SARAH accepted my apology.

SARAH: Uh-huh. Three times.

Yeah.
Thanks for the image.

Uh, listen, Andy,
I'm sorry about what I did.

Don't worry about it, boss.
I'm okay.

As long as I get to
be your deputy again.

I wouldn't have it
any other way.

Ready to make this official? Yes.

I've never seen my
little sister so happy.

Welcome to
the family, Jack.

Or is it Sheriff?

I'm still deciding.

(LAUGHS)
Thanks.

Okay, just sign
on the dotted line.

After you.

Boss, Mrs. Boss.

Excellent. The documents
have been signed

under conditions free
from stress and coercion.

Do you have a witness?

Uh...

Marcus.

I'd be honored to.

Although, I think she might
like a ring at some point.

Okey-dokey.

Sheriff, Doctor Blake,

I now pronounce you
formally acknowledged

by the
U.S. Department of Defense

as legally joined
in holy matrimony

as defined by
section 8.7 in the...

SARAH: What he meant
to say was,

"You may now
kiss the bride. "

Now that I understood.

Yay!

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