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♪ Lay that pistol down, babe ♪

♪ Lay that pistol down ♪

♪ Pistol Packin' Mama... ♪

The acetone I'm pouring
into this glass capsule

is the key to my design,
the linchpin to a three-step,

chemical-mechanical chain reaction.

Using this, my colleagues
and I have been able

to achieve the one hour delay
between payload deployment

and the firing pin release
that you gentlemen requested.

What of the, uh, failures
mentioned in your report?

We have cut

the fuse's fail rate down

- to approximately ten percent.
- Perfect.

There's an automobile factory
we can convert to put this

into production immediately.

Excellent work, Dr. Tutelman.

Gentlemen.

Hey, why the long face?

You know, it's ideas like yours that are

gonna help us win this war.

You ever stop to think about the cost?

I didn't become a scientist

to dream up clever ways
to kill people. You?

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Super cool, right?

The egg drop experiment
is all about decreasing

something called "impact force."

When that egg hit the ground,

it broke because
impact forces were high,

like in a car accident.

But if my assistant Riley here

places the egg inside of
a cushioned container...

- Thank you very much.
- Mm-hmm.

...the egg survives,

because impact forces were low,

like when a car pulls off the highway

and slows to a gentle stop.

Now, if you guys

want to earn your Nova Science Badge,

you have one week

to build a container that allows
an egg to be dropped from that

exact same height without breaking.

Got any questions?

Yes.

Why do I have to learn
this science stuff?

I want to do archery.

Because it helps you solve problems.

Riley and I use all this "science stuff"

- in our jobs all the time.
- Your jobs?

Sound super boring.

Actually, we do all sorts of cool things

over at the think tank.

Hey, babe, now's not a good time.

- I'm at a work thing.
- Ooh.

She's using her sexy work voice.

I like it. So what time will
you be home tonight, Miss Davis?

Uh, few hours. Why, what's up?

Oh, I'm cooking dinner,

Fusilli alla Vodka, and I
needed to time the sauce right,

so, uh, I thought we could lay low,

watch a movie.

That sounds amazing.

I'll call when I'm
on the way home, okay?

- I'll be waiting for you.
- Bye.

- Everything okay?
- Uh, yeah.

- Yeah, it's my dad.
- Oh.

Right.

- What's up?
- Oh.

Our Matty.

Go handle this. All right,
kids, we're done here.

Sorry, got here as quick as we could

Pay attention, Mac,

'cause this one's got your
name written all over it.

Riley was helping me
volunteer at the Cub Scouts,

didn't have time to change.

And I for one am so
glad that you didn't.

Oh, that makes two of us.

All right, if we're done
making fun of Blondie,

listen up.

Three hours ago,

there was an explosion at a building

undergoing renovations
in Karlsruhe, Germany.

This is what's left.

We don't know what caused the blast,

but CCTV of the surrounding
area suggests that it originated

within or below the
building's concrete foundation.

That's weird, right?

Super weird 'cause it means
it wasn't a ruptured gas line

or an electrical malfunction,

and there are no
subterranean natural resources

in that part of Europe with
any combustible properties.

What we do know is that,
when the building collapsed,

dozens of construction
workers from the weekend shift

were trapped inside.

So it's a rescue op.

With some engineering
challenges, which you are

uniquely qualified to solve.

This is a highly technical,

not to mention dangerous, operation.

I want you to have every resource

the second you need it,

so I'll be staying back with Matty

to help coordinate.

Desi has experience
in search and rescue,

so she will be joining you as well.

Now get moving.

Details on the building are
waiting for you on the plane.

Thank you for traveling so quickly,

although I'm still not clear
on how your team can help.

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The structure is still
settling. Every minute, it moves.

Attempting a rescue

before it's stabilized means
risking serious injury or death.

Tell them that.

Problem, our only
entrance into the building

is blocked by a massive chunk

- of concrete.
- All right, one...

- two...
- Solution,

insert a makeshift lever

and apply force against a static point.

You were right, Mac.

This'll work to access
the basement levels.

I got the missing workers'
approximate locations

using their radio signal strength.

You didn't tell me
you had any experience

with search and rescue.

2017.

I was part of the military
group assigned to find survivors

after the earthquake in Iraq.

Oh, I remember that one,

it was huge.

It was a magnitude seven, wasn't it?

7.3.

- I need help!
- Mac, Desi.

We need medics over here. Are you okay?

We're gonna get you out of here.

Everyone okay?

Yeah.

Kind of.

Matty, EMTs are treating
a man with minor injuries.

- He's gonna be okay.
- All right, everyone.

Split up and keep moving.

Ah. There you are.

Russ. The gang all right

in Germany? Anything I can do to help?

That is an excellent question,
Bozer, and the answer is no.

Actually,

there doesn't appear to
be anything you can do.

All right...

And therein lies the
rub. You see, that answer

has set me down a path
to other questions.

For example,

what exactly is the
function of this lab?

Why is it so expensive?

And for the love of God,

what the hell is that?

- This is Sparky, he's a...
- Hideous, agreed,

and very, very costly,
to the tune of, what?

$3.6 million. American.

I mean, he's a state of the
art artificial intelligence,

doesn't come cheap. The
thing about robotics...

Oh, Bozer. What is it that you do here?

Uh, I'm installing an upgrade

- to Sparky's memory processor.
- No, I mean here

at the Phoenix, in this lab.

- What do I do here?
- Mm.

What do I do here?

All sorts of things,
okay? For your information,

from this very room, which you stand,

I've saved the world hundreds of times.

The best of my knowledge,

it's been half a dozen assists, at best.

Okay. All right.

But while we're on the subject, sir,

exactly what is it you do here,

besides write checks?

Are you challenging me, hmm?

To prove my worth?

Are you challenging me to prove mine?

Oh, yes.

Then ditto.

Well, this should be fun.

Hey, guys? I'm at the
site of the explosion.

Everything that I'm seeing
here supports the theory

that this blast came from beneath

the building's foundation.

I just still don't
understand how it's possible.

Huh.

That's weird, too.

What's weird too?

Shrapnel expelled from
the detonation point.

It's curved. Heavily oxidized.

As in rust?

I know what caused the explosion.

It was a bomb dropped on
Germany during World War II.

It didn't explode

and it remained buried
underground for decades,

until yesterday.

When construction finally disturbed it,

and it went off.

How could you possibly know that?

Because those bombs
were dropped in clusters.

And I'm staring at a second one

that could go off at any moment.

You were right, Mac.

On November 5, 1944,

U.S. 8th Air Force
dropped hundreds of bombs

on Karlsruhe, Germany.

Their intended target:
one of Hitler's railyards.

Let me guess: that railyard was located

exactly where we are right now.

So this bomb fell here 75 years ago,

and it's just been waiting
for the right moment

to ruin everyone's lives?

- That's insane.
- Where does finding this thing leave our

- search and rescue operation?
- German EMTs managed to locate

three more survivors,

leaving ten still left unaccounted for,

but finding them could take days.

And if that bomb goes
off, they'll all be killed.

Therefore, Mac, Riley, your new priority

is neutralizing the bomb threat ASAP.

Desi? You'll continue to
search for missing workers.

Copy that.

I'll send the locations of
their radios to your phone.

No pressure, but, uh...
please don't let us blow up.

Thanks.

Okay.

So...

so how do we defuse this thing?

I have no idea.

Yeah, Army

EOD training didn't
cover mid-century relics.

Voilà.

Everything you wanted to know

about World War II explosives,

but were too afraid to ask.

You see, thisis what I do.

Think outside the box.

Excuse me.

What the hell are you doing?

And this is what Ido. Hello.

My name is Russell Taylor.
My friends call me Russ.

Uh, my associates and I are here...

Well, we're here for your bomb.

I authorized no such thing.

Yes, but as you can see, the, uh,

Department of Defense has.

No. This has to be cleared

through the Office of Antiquities...

Unfortunately, there's no time,

which is why my associates

will have to cut through this glass.

But I think we'd much prefer
your assistance in this matter

rather than destroy your
very, very fine display.

So, if you could just

unlock the case for us, then, uh...

...then we'll be on our way.

I will not.

There is a protocol to follow, and this

- is in violation of that...
- I... I understand.

I understand.

You're afraid of being fired,

thereby derailing your career

in historical military restoration.

It's true. Your wavering eyes

betray a lack of self-confidence,

and judging by the prominent
display of "assistant"

in your title, I can tell

that promotion has been
difficult for you to achieve.

- How dare you.
- Chasing your dream

is never a mistake.

And while you suffer
disrespect from your superiors,

due in no small part
to the ungodly injury

that your Chicago accent
plays on the queen's English,

I for one...

I believe in you.

You... you do?

I do. So if you hand
over the keys to the case,

I'll make a few calls,
and we'll see if we can't

get you up a few rungs of
the ladder around here, hmm?

I miss Chicago so much.

And boom goes the dynamite.

As the saying goes.

Nope. No, it doesn't.

- I think it does.
- Not at all.

Matty, David Kruger, 37 years old,

is on his way up with a broken leg.

Vitals are stable.

Seven more to go.

Copy that. Comms are back up
and radio channels are clear.

Hello?

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Hello?

I'm a rescue worker here to help.

Do you speak English?

There's something
heavy on my leg and I...

I can't move!

Can you tell me your name

and where you are in the building?

My name is Helen Beck.

I'm a project manager
overseeing the renovations.

I don't know where I am.

I was walking to the mail room and then

I don't know what happened.

I woke up here.

Please tell my husband and sons

that I'm okay.

Matty? I made contact
with a survivor whose radio

isn't showing up on Riley's map.

Her name is Helen Beck.

Sounds like she suffered a concussion.

- We'll see what we can do.
- Helen?

We're getting in touch with
your family right now, okay?

Listen to me.

I'm gonna find you.

Just stay with me

and keep talking, okay?

Now tell me about your sons.

Right, I've got the restored bomb

through teardown, and I've
pieced together how it works.

Yeah, it was my idea, but whatever.

- Team effort.
- The bomb you found

is a 1,000-pound AN-M65. It's
totally standard for 1944.

What's interesting about
this is the fuse inside it.

It was designed to create
a one-hour time delay

from when the bomb was
dropped from the plane

to when it exploded...

if it failed to detonate on impact.

So why didn't this one blow up?

Well, believe it or not,

these fuses had a ten percent
fail rate, usually because

the glass capsule containing
the acetone didn't shatter.

Then the countdown never began.

There's a half a centimeter
of 75-year-old glass

between us and this thing going off?

Bingo.

But...

it's not all bad news.

Found a pamphlet distributed
to the Imperial Japanese Army

with instructions for how
soldiers should deal with

one of these things if found.

So you... you solved
how to defuse this thing?

Yes, after I translated it into English,

so that we could all make sense of it.

Point is, the detonator can be removed

from the nose cone using a simple tool.

Sending photos now.

Okay, yeah.

So we know how to defuse it.

Now we just have to figure out a way

to lift this monster out of the dirt.

Any ideas?

- Got it?
- Yeah.

So, uh, how's your dad?

From the call earlier today.

Oh, yeah, he-he's
good. You know Elwood.

You really want to
play catch up right now?

Honestly, talking keeps my hands steady.

Plus, if this thing
blows up in our faces...

...I want to make sure I get to

the bottom of this secret you're hiding.

You don't smile like that

when you're on the phone with your dad.

I've caught you doing it a few times

since we've been back,

but I figured... if things got serious,

you would let me know
who the lucky man was.

So, do you think
things will get serious?

We've been living together
for six months now.

Surprise.

Six months?

I mean, why would you,
uh, lie about that?

Lie is a bit of a strong
word, don't you think?

It's not like you've rushed to tell me

why you and Desi broke up.

That's different.

Okay, well, we don't owe
each other explanations

about our private lives

just because we work together.

Yeah, I'm gonna, uh,

start putting these in here,

okay? Just keep tension on the pole.

If there's a silver
lining to spending time

in a half-destroyed building,
it's that there's lots of

heavy stuff lying around to play with.

For example, chunks of concrete rubble

to load into this DIY crane and ballast

to lift this monster out of the dirt.

Yeah, we should stop
there. That's enough.

Didn't Bozer say there's
supposed to be a hatch?

Well, yeah, but his has been in

a temperature-controlled museum.

Ours has been corroding underground

for 75 years. It's rusted over.

This thing takes one
hit at the wrong angle

and everyone in this building dies.

We can't wait. We have to do something.

Okay, so the detonator is stuck

inside the bomb. The people
are stuck in the building.

The only variable that we
can manipulate is removing

the bomb from the building,

but I don't know how.

This dinosaur weighs half a ton.

Only one option,

take the bomb with us.

Back the way we came in.

Okay, Matty, the bomb's
officially mobile.

Are German police on
board with our new plan?

Yes, they've arranged for

a construction crane to lift
the bomb out of the building

and then lower it onto a flatbed truck,

so that it can be
driven out of the city.

But?

The bottom floors of the building

are all covered in
rubble. The closest point

where the crane can attach is a window

on the south side of the sixth floor.

That means transporting it up 156 steps,

divided by six landings,

plus 200 feet laterally to
the edge of the building.

Not to mention this thing
weighs half a Volkswagen.

And do we even know how
hard we'd have to bump

into it for it to blow up?

Well, each of these

was manufactured by hand,
which means they're all

slightly different, not to
mention the degree to which

each individual fuse component
deteriorated underground.

The best I can tell,

the bomb that blew up the
building went off due to

vibrations from
construction, yet this one was

stable enough to survive that blast, so

I think it's safe to say
that there is just too many

unknown variables at play here to answer

that question with any
reasonable degree of accuracy.

So in other words, you have no idea.

Just cut to the chase next time, Mac;

just say, "No idea."

So we need to find a way to get the bomb

up the stairs without bumping it.

Which is where we come in.

I attached electronic
sensors to the restored bomb's

mechanical parts, so we could

crash test Mac's ideas on
how to lift it up the stairs

before you attempt with the
version that could explode.

I'm a big fan of that idea.

Which is why we came up with it.

So what is idea nummer eins?

Helen, I'm near the mail room,
which means you can't be far.

You hanging in there?

Never better. Why do you ask?

Anyone who can crack a
joke at a time like this

is gonna be okay.

How often do you find yourself
in situations like this?

Last time I was in a collapsed building

was in 2017 in Iraq.

There was an earthquake...

and I spent three days
searching for a survivor

in an apartment building,

but, hey,

they weren't lucky
enough to have a radio.

Then how did you know

they were still alive?

I heard them tapping on a metal pipe.

Believe it or not, that
sound can carry for miles.

I just kept searching

because as long as I
heard that tapping sound,

I knew there was still hope.

And did you find them?

Of course I did.

And you just destroyed the
Phoenix Foundation yet again.

Maybe it's time to consider
letting sleeping bombs lie.

I mean, if we don't move it,

at least there's a
chance it won't go off.

I did not make my considerable fortune

by playing it safe. I earned

every cent with one mantra.

There is always a solution.

Well, I didn't get to where I am

letting people second-guess my value.

Yes, well, the bar for covert
operatives is slightly higher

than short order cooks, team mascots,

definitely indie filmmakers,

- or...
- Delivery man.

What?

I also used to deliver
appliances for a big box store.

There was this thing my
boss Carl gave us to lift

the refrigerators and
dishwashers up the stairs

to apartments without elevators,

so he didn't need to spend
the cash to hire a third guy.

- Hated that thing.
- Well, we need that thing.

My good man, I know
what Mac needs to build.

That thing

is actually called a
tri-star stairclimber.

Used by most reputable
appliance delivery companies,

but mine will be built
using rubber elevator wheels,

metal plates, and a pair
of wireless power drills

for a little extra "oomph."

You know I didn't mean
what I said earlier, right?

Obviously, we don't just work together.

Yeah, I know.

And, uh, you deserve your privacy.

I just was surprised.

We all used to talk about everything.

Things have definitely been
different since we've been back.

I'm such an idiot. I didn't
even ask what his name is.

Oh. It's Aubrey.

Aubrey?

What kind of name is that?

Okay, Angus.

That's... okay... fair.

Does Aubrey know about the Phoenix?

If you mean the think tank thing, yeah.

Had to call him from the plane

and cancel dinner last minute.

Told him I had a meeting out of town.

Can't be easy keeping
your story straight.

When Aubrey and I got together,

I thought the top secret
part of my life was over.

Then Russ showed up and
got the gang back together.

Truth is,

reason I haven't told you guys about him

is 'cause I knew if I did, it'd be over.

Phoenix and relationships don't mix.

That's funny, Desi and I
had the opposite problem.

You don't have to tell
me, Mac. It's all right.

Once the dust settled,

I just realized we weren't
right for each other.

Both clinging on to something familiar

to fill the void left
after the Phoenix shut down.

It's, uh...

You know...

If I'm telling the truth,
living normal lives,

we mostly just got on
each other's nerves.

You think this job screwed us up so bad

we can never have normal,
healthy relationships?

- Mac!
- Riley!

Riley!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- Well, that was insane. You okay?
- Yeah.

And we're not dead, so that's a win.

Guys, I'm hearing from search and rescue

that the building just shifted.

Understatement of the century.

Yeah, but the bomb just rolled back

half the distance we covered,
but it didn't explode,

so that's nice.

Helen, are you there?

Helen?

Matty, I lost contact with Helen.

You hear that? Why is
the bomb hissing at us?

The acetone capsule broke.
The bomb is going to go off.

Guys, crane's here. What's your status?

I'm still looking for Helen.
I can't get her on the radio.

Helen!

Okay, we finally made it

to the sixth floor. We probably have

about 40 minutes before
the bomb explodes.

Good news, though, now that
the acetone capsule broke,

we don't have to worry about it breaking

and we can move much faster.

Talk about looking on the bright side.

On this op, I'll take
anything I can get.

Helen!

Helen, can you hear me?

Helen!

Oh, Helen, you're brilliant.

Right, it's too late

for the bomb to be
driven out of the city,

but it can still be
submerged in the Rhine river,

which is only a mile
away from your location,

and detonated safely.

Just make sure that
you're both at the edge

of the sixth floor with enough time

to secure it to the crane.

Copy that. We should be in good...

shape.

We got a problem, guys.

How big of a problem?

Oh, about ten feet.

There's a section of floor missing

from the middle of the hallway.

It must've broken away
when the building shook.

Desi, you've got 32 minutes.

Start making your way out.

I can't leave, not yet.

Helen?

- Helen?
- Yes!

Desi?

Uh-uh. I got the wheels.

You keep looking straight ahead.

Eyes on the prize, Mac.

Desi?

They're on.

Helen.

There are some people
that want to talk to you.

Hello?

Mama? Mama?

Robert.

All right, Matty, we made it.

We're at the edge of the sixth floor.

Okay. That's great news.

Once the crane moves into position,

secure the bomb and get
the hell out of there.

Earlier you were asking
me if I thought that...

somebody could have this job and
maintain a healthy relationship.

Here's something I never told anybody.

When we're on a mission

and I'm about to do
something really stupid...

...I imagine it all going wrong,

and I see myself die.

Every time.

I can't help it.

But...

every time I just regret that I'm alone.

What?

What's going on

- down there, Matty?
- Search and rescue says

one of the crane's hydraulic
lines was punctured by debris.

- It's out of fluid.
- Well, that's not good.

No, it's not, because now
it can't reach the bomb.

Our plan was doomed from the start.

How many people are still
trapped in the building?

Four. But none of them can be moved,

at least not in time.

Desi, you've got less than 26 minutes

- to get out of there.
- She's pinned,

and I'm not leaving.

Desi, when that bomb goes off,

it's taking everyone in
the building down with it.

I know that.

There's no reason that
you should be one of them.

I'm not leaving, Mac.

It's up to you now.

Okay, we need a Plan B.

All we have to do is get
the bomb down to the ground.

Then that truck can
drive her to the river.

Well, yeah, sure, but we don't
know how to do that first part.

We might.

Remember when that kid at
the scouts retreat asked

why he had to learn all
the boring science stuff?

Yeah.

Oh.

All we have to do is decrease
the impact force, right?

What kid?

It's all about the impact force.

What's impact force?

We're gonna egg drop the bomb

off the side of the building.

What? No, no, no, no.
That's a bonkers idea.

- That's a bonkers idea, right?
- 100%

- what he said.
- Could that even work?

I mean, yeah, the physics

are the same as what's taught

to every middle school
kid around the world,

just on a slightly larger scale.

Mac, wouldn't a fall from that height

risk breaking what's left
of the celluloid discs,

which could prematurely
detonate the bomb?

In a word...

yes, but..

this thing fell 8,000
feet and didn't blow up.

What's 60 more?

I'm telling you, we
need to increase tension

on the bungee cords.

- We already tried that.
- Then we need

- to increase it more.
- Angus,

your egg drop design has
leveled the Phoenix Foundation

43% of the time we've
tossed it off the roof.

If you push yours off the side
of the building, it's basically

flipping a coin to see if
you'll be incinerated or not.

Yeah, well, that still gives
Desi and Helen a 57% better shot

at surviving than if we walk away.

Well, we...

we could try increasing
the, uh, the tension

- on the bungee cord here.
- No. We only have 20 minutes.

The benefit of improving
the design doesn't outweigh

the risk of running out
the clock. It's go time.

Riley.

Count of three.

One.

Two.

Three!

It didn't explode.

We're still alive.

What?

Hey, Mac.

You're never alone, all right?

You neither, Riley.

And you definitely earned
your science badge today.

You're home.

I was trying not to wake you.

I figured you'd be starving,
so I put last night's dinner

back in the oven.

- Mm-hmm.
- You okay?

Mm-hmm.

How was San Francisco?

- I've already forgotten.
- Hmm.

So...

Mac, Riley and Desi are back
home, safe and sound, and...

Helen is with her
family at the hospital.

Good news.

Yes. You, uh...

you did well today.

My good man.

You weren't so bad yourself,

old chap.

- Please.
- Please, sir...

- Okay.
- Stop.

So, I've figured out

what it is you do here.

I mean, good.

But if you could, you know, like...

tell me, that... that'd
be cool, too, to-to know.

Little bit of this, little bit of that.

- Jack-of-all-trades.
- Ah.

- But a master of none.
- No.

A master of more than one would imagine.

Apologies for before.

No worries, man.

I'm sorry for...

- considering shutting down your lab.
- All good.

- Wait, what?
- And my regrets for putting

old what's-his-face, Sparky, on eBay.

Good news, though, is
that he's up to $200.

Huh?!

No, no, no. What the hell, man?

I found this photo in documents

in the Office of Scientific
Research and Development.

The man at the back far
left is Dr. Zachary Tutelman.

He's the designer

- of the time-delay bomb fuse.
- And the others?

Um, I don't know yet.

But take a look at the clipboard

that the man in the suit is holding.

It's them.

That's the symbol of the group

we've been looking
for... the organization

behind the L.A. water
supply, the NORAD attack.

But I don't understand how.

- This is from the 1940s.
- Whoever they are,

they've been around a lot
longer than we first thought.

But that's not all.

I did some more digging, and...

...I think I know what
they call themselves.

This is the day for which free people

long have waited... this is D-Day.

You're not allowed to be
in here without clearance.

I know that you have
reservations about the...

goodness of this endeavor.

There are others who think as you do,

fellow innovators who hope that science

will make the world a better place,

but fear that it might end it.

I'm here to tell you one thing:

there is a way for you
to continue your work

and find peace.

You just have to be shown a...

different perspective.

Consider it.

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