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♪ I love dancing ♪

♪ I love dancing ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ Ooh. ♪

(lock buzzes)

(loudly):
Thank you.

♪ ♪

(music stops)
Collins.

Guess you know
why I'm here.

I never thought
I would say this,

but it is such a pleasure
to see you, Tobias.

Let's make this quick.

Why rush?

Seeing you miserable,

and longing for information
that only I can provide,

is nothing short of magical.

The day you abducted me,
you said Happy wouldn't be able

to accept my marriage proposal.

You knew she had a husband.

Tell me his name.

(inhales) Oh, my God.
You're so desperate.

She dumped you, didn't she?
No.

We're still together.
Tell me his name.

How is she handling you
tracking down her better half?

Begrudging acceptance.
Now, tell me his name.

Only if you talk
to the prosecutor

about reducing my sentence.

I don't like this place.

Real criminals in here.

Fine. Deal.

Was that your plan?

(laughing): Just to agree
to whatever I wanted?

And then screw me over,

because as desperate
as you are,

you and I both know

that you would never
let me out of here.

Do you like Batman?

I don't.

Good guys are such a yawn.

The bad guys,
they have real pizzazz.

So...

in honor of the great
super villain, The Riddler...

Hmm...

The water doesn't lie still,

but the water still lies.

Add 50,

and your answer
will be revealed.

If you can figure out
that head-scratcher,

you'll find the name
of Happy's hubby.

What do you mean,
"add 50"?

Guard!

Considering you have the
lowest IQ in all of Scorpion,

I do wish you
the best of luck, Tobias.

Third lowest IQ.

Yeah, if you count
the waitress and the cop.

(lock buzzes)

Excited for your
field trip, Ralph?

I hear that museum has
some amazing cars.

Oh, you should check out
the '71 AMX.

It has this super fast...

Happy told me
everything to look for.

Great.

She is the expert.

Well, we should leave soon
because there's some

political rally and
traffic's already terrible,

and I have to
take you to LAX.

Yep.
(clears throat)

Tim isn't capable
of driving himself?

Ralph.

TIM: She's just doing
me a favor, buddy.

But you know, this surveillance
seminar that I'm going to,

it's only supposed to be
for Homeland trainees,

but if you would like,

I could share some
of our secrets with you.

Like how to spot a suspicious
person in a crowd.

Toby taught me one
trait to be wary of

is an overeagerness
to connect.

It's a sign of duplicity.

Yeah. But...

did he tell you that once
you've spotted a suspect,

the best way to ID them
is to analyze their gait?

See, it's a characteristic
as unique

as a fingerprint, except,

you don't need their prints
to get it.

That's actually pretty cool.

Mm-hmm.
PAIGE: Well, speaking of gait,

why don't you use yours
to refill your water bottle

before the field trip?

Hmm.

Rhetorical question. Go.

(sighs) Geniuses often
feel isolated,

so they can be guarded
when people try to get close.

No.

He is just a kid
who loves his mom.

Okay? Trust me,
when I was his age,

I was ten times worse
to my stepdad.

No, Ralph is gonna
keep challenging me,

and he is right to try
and protect you,

because you are
an amazing woman

and he is grateful
to have you in his life.

Just like I am.

You don't know how
refreshing that is,

to spend time with
someone who is a normal,

well-adjusted,
regular human being.

Oh, come on. I know I haven't

been around the team
as long as you,

but they're not always
that bad, are they?

(pounding)

Guys, please?

We're almost done.

You said that two hours ago.

And it's really smoky in here.

What are you doing, anyway?

Just a project which will make
humanity eternally grateful.

I'm fixing the hot dog.

I didn't know hot dogs
were broken.

Ready?
Mm-hmm.

Everyone.

Gather round.

Are you tired of not having
enough room on your hot dog?

Are you tired

of condiments
constantly falling off

of your hot dog?

Are you frustrated with

traditional tubular meats?

Never been a problem.

For anyone.

Ever.

What is this madness?

If so, I proudly
present the U-Dog.

With its revolutionary U-shape

and increased surface area,

allow for 50% more condiments
and 100% less mess.

I wrote a jingle.

(blows harmonica chord)

♪ It's the U-dog ♪

♪ It's a me dog ♪

♪ It's an
I-can't-believe-what-I-see dog ♪

♪ It's a fill-it-with-chili-
and-cheese dog ♪

♪ It's a U-dog. ♪

I think we need
to retest your IQ.

Elia suggested I find something

to fill my time with
constructively.

I should always
be using my gift.

For U-Dogs, right.

Well, um, I-I know you're busy,

but have you completed
the team evaluation?

Homeland needs it
to re-up our contract.

(grunting)
Yeah. It's all there.

Don't mind the sauerkraut.

Wait.

You-you just, you just
stamped these satisfactory.

You didn't even fill out
the comment section.

Yes, I did.

I wrote, "no comment".

The team could use
some positive feedback.

Every Friday,
they get a paycheck.

That is their positive feedback.

People need more than that,
Walter.

Sly, raise the walls

two centimeters
to increase mustard capacity,

and get stats
on average mouth size.

SLY: On it.

Fine, ignore me.
Just remember,

you created Scorpion for people
who feel ostracized

and unappreciated,
and now you have your chance

to show them your appreciation,
but you don't.

In your parlance,
that's, uh, illogical.

TOBY: Water doesn't lie still,
but the water still lies.

Add 50.

Question is, 50 what?

I don't know what's
more grotesque,

the stench of U-Dog, or you
discussing our personal life

with that lunatic Collins,

and then falling
for his little trap.

This is your doing.

You are the trap
that I have fallen into.

You.

Dineen. Where
are you headed?

Uh, picking up Ralph
from his field trip.

Oh, I'm coming.
PAIGE: Sure.

You want to be surrounded
by children?

I already am.

So the combustion engine
is nothing more than a device

that creates
a controlled explosion.

(engine starting)

(children exclaiming)

Hi, Daniel.

How about we
go over there?

(car engine continues revving)

Is that better?

Your screen froze.

Want some help?

The tablet has a flaw
in the EO-52 operating system.

If it freezes,
or you forget your password,

tap the power button quickly
three times,

while swiping left.

It'll turn on,
bypass the login

and take you straight
to the command prompt.

A little trick
my friend Walter told me.

DANIEL (automated voice):
Thank you.

Of course.

The engine was loud
and you couldn't communicate.

Scary.

It's hard when people
don't understand you.

Should we
get back to class?

No.

Joke.

A good one.

Come on.

(indistinct talking
and laughing)

(Paige chuckles)

Relax.
They don't bite.

At least not after
the third grade.

I don't get it.

There are busses here.
Why pick him up?

Uh, we-we talk
in the car.

Is that what parents do?

They look for ways to
spend time with their kids?

That's... that's kind of the
whole point of having children.

It wasn't for my parents.

PAIGE:
Oh, there's Ralph's class.

Wait. Why is security
leading them away?

Hey, what's going on,
Ralph?

Something's up.

They clustered us together,
and ushered us out.

WOMAN: I always come early
to pick up my son,

because he doesn't like
the noise of the busses.

How could you not know
where he is?

(shouting):
Daniel!

That's my friend's mom.

MAN:
I checked in all the busses.

He's not there.
Oh, my God.

Does he know your number
so he can call you?

My son has nonverbal autism.

The only way he can communicate
is with his tablet.

That's how we can find him.

I unfroze his tablet.

I remember the serial number;
we can track it.

Excuse me. I-I overheard.

I work for the government;
we might be able to help.

My son can track
Daniel's tablet.

It has no locate function;
you can't track it.

Scorpion can.

What's Scorpion?

The smartest people
in the world.

48, 49, 50.
Grapes?

Yeah. It's the only thing
I had 50 of. I am desperate.

(phone rings)

Frustrated Riddle Solvers
Incorporated.

You riddle, I fiddle.

Paige? What the...
Slow down.

Guys, we got a problem.

Missing kid.

Paige,
fill 'em in.

It's not just a missing kid.
It's a nonverbal boy

with autism.
Daniel Klein.

The mother is terrified.
CABE: There's a division

of LAPD that specializes
in this.

PAIGE: They've been notified.

AMBER alert's been issued.

WALTER:
Well, the thing is,

people with autism have minds
that work differently than most.

You can't
really follow

the standard
missing person protocol.

Kids with autism
often wander off,

and the results
can be tragically fatal.

The odds of finding him alive
drop with every passing minute.

Which is why Scorpion needs
to get down here. Walter,

I know this is not
a typical case,

but this is Ralph's friend.

And he's out
there alone

and he's scared.

Okay, Cabe and I
are heading out.

Okay, be sure to take Alameda

to avoid the traffic
from that political rally.

RALPH:
Sylvester, Daniel uses

a tablet communicator.

I saw
the serial number.

I just texted it to you.

You can try to trace it.
On it.

Guys, uh,
not trying

to be morbid,
but have the authorities check

nearby rivers and storm drains.

Kids with autism
are often drawn

to bodies of water.
It's a common pathology.

Problem is, it can result
in a drowned child.

Is this everything
for the exits?

All our footage.
It doesn't help.

The school buses
are blocking the camera,

so we didn't catch
Daniel leaving.

Remember when I was talking
to Tim today

about suspicion markers?

Yeah. Why?
I saw a man

with two markers
that Toby taught me to look for.

He had his hat pulled down
an inch lower than normal.

And he checked behind him twice
in eight seconds.

TOBY: You're right.
That is unusual.

HAPPY:
Pulling up

the interior footage.

I-I've been tracking
the Wi-Fi networks

in a small radius
around the museum.

I've got a signal
for Daniel's tablet

moving east on Temple

just past Spring. I'll send it
to your devices now.

There's Daniel. Looks like he's
entering a parking structure

between Temple and First.

(tires screech)

RALPH: Daniel put
his tablet down

to play the
driving game.

That's the man I saw.

HAPPY: Toby,
linking to your monitors.

Good work, Ralph.

He's definitely up to something.
Now, the question is what.

You got to be kidding me.

(laptop chimes)

I've got a ping
on Daniel.

He's on the second floor.

I'll go on foot.

You drive to the exit
and head him off.

Okay.

(grunting)

(tires screech)

They're close.
Thank God.

PAIGE:
He's really into

that garbage can.

He's looking for something.

But it's an awfully specific
place to search.

Almost looks like a dead drop.

A dead drop?

A-a covert handoff.

One person leaves something
in a public place

for someone else to pick up.

TOBY:
And the museum is

the perfect place.

It's crowded enough that
they won't be noticed,

and the loud engines
provide cover.

Circling around to the exit.
Do you see him, Cabe?

Negative.
He wasn't on the second floor.

I'm tracking the dot.

Homeland. Excuse me.

Right there. He just took
Daniel's communicator.

Why would he do that?

TOBY: He must have thought
it was for him.

That was a mix-up.
HAPPY: The man making

the drop-off must've been late.

There. That's got to be him now.

His tablet's the same
as Daniel's.

TOBY:
Oh, Daniel must have thought

someone moved his tablet.

He took theirs
by mistake.

Not good.

(indistinct chatter)

HAPPY: Cabe,
you're not tracking Daniel.

You're tracking the guy
that took his tablet.

TOBY:
And from what we've seen,

he may not be a nice guy.
Copy that.

I'm on him now.

Excuse me, sir?

Yes.
I'm trying to find

an electronic tablet that
was lost at the Auto Museum.

You weren't there by any
chance today, were you?

As a matter of fact, I was.

Hopefully I didn't grab
the wrong one.

Wife gave it to me
for Christmas.

Feel free to take a look.

(grunting)

PAIGE:
Cabe,

are you okay?

(grunting)

I'd say that's a no.

(grunting)

(grunting)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(tires screech)

Cabe.

Get down, get down.
I'm okay.

Where did they go?

Guys, they got away.
JILL: What about my son?

I-Is there any sign of my son?

No. Just his tablet.

So they had his tablet

and Daniel has theirs.
TOBY: And I'm guessin'

theirs is trackable
and they're trying to find it.

JILL: If Daniel saw someone

coming after him,
he'd be terrified.

TOBY: Yeah, that's probably
why he ran.

He sensed danger
and he took off.

He-he was smart.
He took care of himself.

SYLVESTER: Except now

we have a child lost
in the city,

and we have no idea where he is.

CABE:
It just got worse.

I saw a brand
on that guy's chest.

An initiation rite
for the S6.

International mercenary ring.

And if they're in town,

they're up to something big.

And that tablet has got
to play a part in it.

Which means they will do
anything to get it back.

We have to find Daniel fast.
Before they do.

♪ Scorpion 3x04 ♪
Little Lost Boy
Original Air Date on October 17, 2016

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

HAPPY: Ronen Cole and Lars Owens.
S6 operatives.

Smuggling, murder-for-hire,
black ops.

No clue
what they need the tablet for,

but it's probably not
to play Pokémon Go.

So Daniel's somewhere
in the city

with mercenaries
after him.

LAPD has alerts out
to all mobile units

but nothing so far.

They'll never find him.

Walter...
Anyone who's approaching this

like a normal missing persons
case will never find him.

They'll fail.

Daniel's autism means

he sees the world
in a unique way.

So to track him, we must try,
no matter how imperfectly,

to imagine things
from his perspective.

TOBY:
Since every child with autism

is different, the expert
on Daniel is his mom. Jill,

can you please tell us
more about your son?

Daniel doesn't experience
the world like we do.

Daniel experiences
sensory overload.

Sounds are magnified.

Lights appear
blindingly bright.

Even with noise-cancelling
headphones,

quiet sounds are very loud.

The world's built
for the neurotypical.

For people like Daniel, it can
be dangerous and frightening.

When Ralph's scared,
books comfort him.

What-what comforts Daniel?

I don't know.

He likes to watch trains.

The predictable rhythm of
the clickity-clack soothes him.

We're right near Union Station.

WALTER: Train stations
are dangerous for any kid,

let alone a boy with autism
who has difficulty filtering information.

He could get confused
and wind up on the tracks.

Let's go.

SYLVESTER:
We could hack

the station's security cameras
from here and try to find him.

Uh, Jill, you can't leave.

I need to find him.

I know, but with those men
out there, it's too dangerous.

And, besides,
you're the expert on Daniel.

Our best shot is
if you help from here.

(loud indistinct chatter)

SYLVESTER: The station's extra crowded
thanks to the political rally.

And with 52 cameras
and 24 tracks,

we will never find
Daniel in time.

Sly's right. We need to narrow
the search parameters.

This morning, Tim said someone's
gait is unique as a fingerprint.

Ralph, can you access the
museum footage from here?

And if so, how long will it be?

(beep)
Done.

HAPPY: I see what Paige
is suggesting.

We measure
Daniel's stride

by comparing it to the length
of a known object

in the same frame,
like the AMX next to him.

RALPH: And use the AMX's length
and video frame rate

to measure Daniel's speed.

SYLVESTER: Then we run
a simple Geo-mapping program

over the live footage
and cross-reference.

Just got to Union Station.

There's no sign
of Daniel yet.

(loud, distorted chatter)

(trilling)
HAPPY: Done.

Average stride is 26.018 inches.

Speed 2.937
miles per hour.

Scanning for those variables
now.

(distorted chatter)

(beeping)

There. He's on Track 12!

WALTER:
We'll get him.

He boarded the train
to Rosemead!

Excuse me. Excuse me!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Has anyone seen

a 12-year-old boy,
curly blond hair, gray hoodie,

plaid shirt?!

(indistinct chatter)

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Hey.

Sorry, sorry. Wrong kid.

We don't see him.

They can't find him.
Where should they be looking?

He likes places that are quiet
and confined,

especially when he's scared.

Sly, let's go help them look.

All right.

(groans)

(train hisses)

Cabe?

All right. We got a train
full of civilians.

We can't have a shootout.
You go close the door,

I'll take care of him.
Okay.

♪ ♪

(grunts)

(gunshot)
(screaming)

(grunting)

Walter, open the door!

I can't.
They're jammed now!

It's all right.
I'm Homeland Security.

Everything's
gonna be fine.

Sly, call LAPD.

Let 'em know there's a man--

Caucasian,
about five-foot-eleven,

wearing and Army-style jacket,
currently fleeing on Track 12.

They got to get him.

Walter, we got a kid to find.

I wanted him
to have more independence.

I-I thought he was ready
to go on this field trip.

This is my fault.

Oh, no, I-I blame
myself, too,

when things go wrong with Ralph.

We're just single moms

doing our best
to raise special kids.

She's barely functional.

When you have kids, you just
worry and stress all the time.

Yeah.

When does that end?
Never.

I could be 100,
Ralph would be 78.

He'd still be my child.
I'd still worry about him.

I don't get it.
He's not on the train.

He must've run in
through the west-side door

and immediately decided
to leave the car

through the east-side door.

We assumed that he
stayed on the train.

It was a simple miscalculation,
and we shouldn't

be making stupid mistakes
like this.

We can beat ourselves up

or we can figure out
where Daniel is.

'Cause if S6 can

track him to this station,
that means they're tracking him

right now. What are you
muttering to yourself?

Quiet and confined.

Now, Jill said that
Daniel seeks out places

that are quiet and confined.

Too many people on the train.

That's why he had
to get right off.

He was looking for a place
that was quiet, more soothing.

Guys, I g... I got to try
to get into Daniel's head space,

figure out
where he went from here.

CABE:
Hey.

We may have something here.
Not much to go off of,

but the serial number
on this S6 gun's

been dissolved.
I thought it looked strange,

so I sent a photo to Happy.

Happy, tell 'em
what you told me.

From the pattern left behind
by the chemicals,

looks like they used a mix of
nitric and hydrochloric acid

called aqua regia.

It's been around
since the 14th century.

We're looking for
a medieval bad guy?

No, we're looking for a chemist,
and the FBI has short list

of chemists that farm out
to the underworld.

We'll follow it. Happy,
you know a lot about this stuff,

so I'm gonna come pick you up.

TOBY:
Oh, geniuses!

Quiet and confined enough
for you?

Oh.

Yeah, Daniel
could've

slipped off the train
and then into the hatch.

What's down there?.

We'll find
out soon.

I'm just accepting
this won't be sanitary.

Okay, service tunnels.

Electric cables, plumbing pipes.

Not exactly cozy. How do we know
he even came down here?

A-hem.

Found his headphones.

They found his headphones.
They're his

only protection
against sensory overload.

Without them,
he has nothing.

No, he has us. And he's lucky
he came down here.

The signal to his tablet

can't be tracked
as long as he's underground.

So S6 has no idea where he is.

Until one of the tunnels
he followed leads him outside,

And then they're
right after him immediately.

So we better split up.
Pick your tunnel.

No, no, no, no. No,
three people searching blindly

is inefficient.
Let's think first.

You're right.

Daniel chose a path

based on the input
he received in this spot,

then followed the tunnel
that was least discomforting.

Yeah, they all seem awful
and terrifying.

The question is

what was Daniel's perception
of these tunnels?

Guys, get your phones out.
Paige,

we're gonna send you
audio recordings

from each of these tunnels.

Then I'll walk you through
isolating the sound

on my audio software

and then Jill will tell us
which way Daniel went.

Into the dark.

Uh, wait.

Perhaps we do each tunnel
together.

Three recordings
of the same audio

could yield a more accurate...
No time to be a scaredy-wuss.

(squish)

I don't know why a bear would
use a tunnel as a rest stop,

but that's what it feels like
I just stepped in.

Okay, I've uploaded
the audio files.

Here's Sylvester's.

SYLVESTER: ...but that's what
it feels like I just stepped in.

Okay, play it again
without Sly.

That means taking out
the red sound wave.

SYLVESTER: ...but that's...
(indistinct chatter)

Voices,

passengers. That should
lead to the station concourse.

He wouldn't have
gone towards people.

WALTER:
Okay, then

call up Toby's tunnel.

TOBY: All right,
fun facts about tunnels.

Tunnel of Love, 1987 Bruce
Springsteen album, tunnel vision

a sight defect, the Chunnel...
SYLVESTER: You're yammering.

Who's the scaredy-wuss now?

Okay, I've isolated
Toby's voice.

(whooshing sound)

I'm hearing a whooshing sound.

Water.

Daniel would follow water.

Toby's tunnel. Let's go.

He can't swim

or gauge how
treacherous water could be.

If he ends up in the wrong place...
RALPH: Even if he does,

he wouldn't go in immediately.

But he would go in eventually

Ralph?

I'll work on the U-Dogs.

He's trying to help,
he's just...

Different?

I know.

And thank God for it.

He's been a gift to Daniel.

He's the only kid at school

who makes an effort with my son.

Who isn't scared of him.

And Daniel's told me
all about Ralph.

You have a wonderful boy
who doesn't judge people

who are different.

Oh, well, he's-he's
spent a great deal of time

with people who are different.

People who might
have their challenges

but, at their core,

they're really gentle souls.

CABE: Freeze, dirtbag.

HAPPY: Move an inch
and you're ventilated.

You Calvin Hollowell?
Calvin the Chemist?

HAPPY:
No, he's Calvin the Cobbler.

The guy's holding a beaker.

Shut up.

HAPPY:
That your handiwork?

Guns are not my thing.

Lie to us again, and I'll figure
out the exact chemicals you used

to dissolve that serial number
off that pistol,

cook up a batch and
put your hand in it.

Just airing out this dump.

The guys who hired you to do the
gun work, where do we find them?

No idea, they found me.

They tell you why they
wanted the gun wiped clean?

They didn't talk much.

(through mask): And what other
work have you done for them?

Dissolved the rifling on the
barrel of a sniper rifle.

So it had a completely
smooth bore?

Why? That ruins accuracy.
Like I care.

They pay, I do it.
Get your cell.

I want whatever number
they called you from last.

And we're watching you.

What?
This place is full of toxins.

The water, do you hear it?

It's not open water, thank God.

It's this enclosed pipe

running into this building.

SYLVESTER
"Montague's Wheat Ale

and Stout Brewery."

Well, it must be
their brewing water.

All right, let's check it out.

Daniel?
Daniel?

Um, guys?

Oh, boy.

What do you mean he's walking
the edge of an open grain silo?

Oh, my God,

he's found
a vestibular playground.

He likes to balance on
the edge of things.

He'll run around
the edge of a pool

without fear of falling because

when he's trying to
keep balance his mind is calm.

All right, this is good.
If he falls in, he won't drown.

No, it's actually very bad.
Silo deaths are common.

You fall in, the grain shifts
and you get sucked under.

The weight on your lungs
pushes air out

faster than water.
It's essentially a dry drowning.

It happens fast.

TOBY: Mercenary coming off
the rafters.

Oh, this is very bad news.
Okay, okay.

Get away from him.

WALTER: It's okay, Daniel.
You're all right.

Kid, just give me the tablet
and I'll leave you alone.

He's gonna fall.

Daniel, just give
him what he wants.

It's okay.

LARS:
It's all right.

Come on, you can give it to me.

Just give me the backpack.

There you go.
There you go.

Daniel!
(yells)

I'm going in. I'm going in.

Walt, you jump in
without a plan,

your weight just pulls you
both under.

Daniel, quick,
take a deep breath.

We will get you out.

Healthy 12 year-old
with a full set of lungs.

He's got 80 seconds.

Paige, start a countdown.

We need to create
a pulley system.

I'll gonna go in,
you two pull us out.

With the weight of the grain
pushing down on you,

if we don't
yank you out properly,

we sever your spinal cord.

Then do it properly.

Okay, we can use the
ropes from the sign,

a-and the kegs for counterweight.
Let's go!

66 seconds.

Most of the stress on
your shoulders and glutes,

two of the larger sets of
musculature in the body.

Okay.

You need to grab the kid from
behind, under the shoulders

for even weight distribution.
31 seconds.

Hurry!

TOBY:
Get in there.

In 28 seconds we pull you out,

and you better be
holding Daniel when we do.

Okay.

He's lighter than you,

he won't be at the bottom,
feel around

by your knees, that's probably
where he stopped sinking.

Copy that.

Okay, deep breath, buddy.

(inhales deeply)

They'll never get him.

There's no time.

RALPH: There is time.
There's 19 seconds.

That's all Walter needs.

We drop the kegs,

there's a good
chance we maim Walter

and don't get Daniel out.

That's why you're gonna
push the kegs over.

PAIGE
Ten seconds.

TOBY
I don't see any movement.

I don't feel good about this.

Maybe they're out of air.
Maybe we should pull 'em up now.

And what if he doesn't have
ahold of the kid yet?

Two seconds.

Screw it, drop the kegs!

What the hell?

The downward
pressure of the grain

was more than we realized.

We need a bigger counterweight.

They're out of air, Sly,

give 'em the damn counterweight.

Oh, man.

(yells)

(panting)

We did it! They're out!

(Jill panting, Paige chuckles)

(inhales deeply)

Oh...

(coughs)

It's okay, Daniel.
It's okay.

(panting)

(groaning)

He's scared but unhurt.

(whimpering)

Maybe these will help.

I think these belong
to you, Daniel.

Thank you.

You're welcome.
(door closes)

LAPD's got nothing,
and Homeland's coming up blank.

We got mercenaries in this city

and we don't know
what they're up to.

All we know is they have
a tablet they're willing

to kill for, and a sniper rifle
with a smoothed-out barrel.

Which I've been
thinking about.

Let me float a crazy theory.

You wouldn't make that kind
of weapon unless you know

you can get your hands on
smart bullets.

How? They robbed the DARPA lab?

PAIGE:
Something tells me

I'm not going to like
smart bullets

once they're explained to me.

HAPPY:
Good assumption.

They're GPS, laser-guided,
experimental and illegal.

Once they lock in
on a specific point,

they will reach that point,

even if they have
to go around buildings,

moving objects, whatever.

They have their own
directional system,

so they don't need rifling
in the gun they're fired from.

That could be why they needed
the tablet.

The tablet could have
the targeting software

for the smart bullets.

Look at this.

Oh, thank you.

He opened his mapping app.

He put a pin in the Jenderman
building downtown. Why?

DANIEL:
I opened their tablet.

Ralph's trick.

I showed him what you taught me.

"Their" tablet, meaning S6?

File had date. Today.

He opened a file on their tablet
with today's date.

That's where he found
the building.

If they're using modified
weaponries and smart bullets,

we're talking about
an assassination,

and this building is where
it's gonna go down.

(tires squealing)

(grunts)

(exhales) It's after 5:00;
it's closed for the day.

I'm on the lock!

CABE:
Somewhere in this vicinity

is a very specific location

that can only be seen

from this building

through windows
and non-opaque glass.

SYLVESTER (over comms):
But even without a direct shot,

the bullet can still pinpoint
a geographic target.

The bullet will get where
it's told to go.

The problem is,

there's a million different
windows and locales

that can be seen
from that building.

And that's why
you have to get in.

HAPPY: Yeah, I'm going as fast
as I can.

(indistinct chatter nearby)

Hey, fellas.

Remember that Diaz rally
we've been dodging all day?

Where is it?
SYLVESTER: The One Wilton Building.

Three blocks from where you are.

I've got a live feed of it
up now.

It's about to end.

Meaning the candidate will be
leaving for his motorcade soon.

That's the perfect time
to take him out.

If he is, in fact, the target.

One Wilton is due east of this
building

with the Hidoko Tower
between it.

Hidoko has a clear glass atrium
which would allow the shooter

to zero in on Diaz's motorcade,

pull the trigger, run off

without anyone knowing
where the shot came from!

I'm in!

Paige, you contact Homeland.

Tell them to reach Diaz's
security team.

They cannot leave the building.

I'm gonna go get this bastard.

I'm coming with you.
No. You're gonna stay put.

You've been
acting strange today.

I think that speech
went well.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Sir, I'm gonna
need you to wait here.

I just received word there may
be an attempt on your life.

You pull that trigger,
I'll pull mine.

Guys, I have him trapped

on the east side
of the tenth floor.

East side of the tenth floor?

From that angle,

he wouldn't have a clear visual
of the motorcade.

It doesn't make sense.

Oh, no.

Diaz isn't the target.

It's much worse than that.

He doesn't have an angle on the
motorcade, he's gonna take out

the building's backup
propane generator.

It will take out the bottom
floor of the building,

and everyone in it.

There's hundreds of people
at that rally.

I know I said to keep him
inside, but you need

to get everyone
out of that building.

I know it's contradictory,
but you need to listen to me.

Just take your hands
off that weapon.

I see your finger so much
as move, I fire.

I'm at the target.

LARS (over walkie-talkie):
I have eyes on the building.

Diaz is still in the blast zone.

Take the shot.

Don't do it.

(gunshots)

He fired;
he fired the smart bullet!

Shots fired! Everybody down!
(screaming)

Blocked the bullet.

We have Diaz
to thank for it.

(exhales)

CABE:
Guy I shot

is willing to dish
on his S6 buddies

and the people
who hired them,

if prosecutors go for life
over capital punishment.

It was good work.

Same to you.

Same to all of us.

Scorpion saved a young boy,
stopped an assassination--

that was a full day.

Hey, good work today, kiddo.

Um, yeah.
Okay, thanks.

What's up with
your girl today?

Happy?
What do you mean?

She's weird... off.

Not your usual
weird and off.

Something different.

Who knows?

Look, I'm focused on my puzzle,

so unless you can tell me who
the 50th emperor of Rome was,

please be on your way.

Wait. It's Numerian.

Oh, boy. I'm so smart.

PAIGE: Thank you so much and good luck
in the election.

Well, that is a...
a very grateful candidate.

(phone buzzing)

(phones chiming)

Look at this.

More gratitude.

Dear individual team members,

your efforts
in support of Scorpion

are valued and appreciated.

It is in all our best interests
that you keep up the good work.

Cordially, Walter.

You're all very welcome.

Never been so moved.

It's an improvement.

(phone buzzes)
Oh, it's Jill.

Hi.

Uh, guys,
Daniel wants to video chat.

Okay, they're good to go.

Okay, honey.
Go ahead.

Hello. I want to thank you
for helping me today.

For saving my life,

and especially for understanding

that even though it might not
look like it,

there's a person and mind
inside of me.

I have always felt like
an outsider,

but you taught me that when
outsiders work together,

anything is possible.

Thank you Team Scorpion.

PAIGE: Thank you, Daniel.
Good-bye.

Actually,
my text was inadequate.

A more fitting
evaluation would be that

you're incredible teammates...

and when we work together,
anything's possible.

Way to piggyback, Walt.

The water still lies,
add 50.

The Roman numeral for 50
is "L", so...

Water plus "L"...

It's you?

Toby, please.

Walter and Happy
are not married--

No way.

You married Happy.

You son of a bitch.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

(grunting)

(groaning)
I'm gonna kill you.

(grunts) Get up here,
get up here.

It was strictly
for my green card.

There was nothing romantic
about it.

You could have told me days ago.
I have been suffering.

Your reaction is the reason
why I stayed silent.

I did not see this coming.

Once Cabe lets me go,
I am on you like a honey badger.

Stop! It was
six years ago.

His visa was up.

He was a friend in need.

If I divorce him now,

before he has citizenship,
he'll be deported.

Walter's gone,
Scorpion over.

So you just have to wait
about two years

until I get my citizenship,

and then you can get married.
Two years?

- Yeah. About that, Walter...
- Uh-huh.

I don't want to get you
kicked out of the country,

I don't want to
mess up the team,

but I kind of need
that divorce now.

W-w-w-wait... why the rush
all of a sudden?

W-w-we-we've been waiting years.

'Cause she's in love, jackass.

CABE:
Oh, man.

That's not the reason.

But I think I know why she was
acting so odd at the Chemist's.

I need to be able to marry Toby,

Walter...

...because I'm pregnant.

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