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Episodes 01 & 02 : Baby Bomb & Spare Parts.

Joe.

Joe, if you're there, pick up, okay?

I need you to go out and see if that body's still there.

Be careful, all right? Don't touch it.

Where are you man? Been up to the gravesite yet?

But call okay? Call me as soon as you get this.

Hey, Jill, it's me.

I just wanted to call you.

How... uh...

I love you.

I just wanted to call and say that.

Hey Jill, it's me.

Uh, I really need to talk to you.

If you haven't figured it out by now...

Shit, I can explain.

I really fucked up this time.

Really...

I really fucked up this time.

Call me.

Okay Sandstrom, get your shit together.

You're going to go back to the lab and tell them what's going on.

Caroline.

Call Caroline.

Excuse me, can I help you?

Please, sit down. I'll get someone right away.

Hello?

That is so disturbing!

Who is that?

- Off. My daughter, Lilith. - Shit!

Well, no wonder I am so fucked up.

What are you doing here?

Oh, that's a really nice welcome.

I guess you were too busy to come pick me up.

You didn't tell me you were coming.

- Yes, I did. - When?

I...

- Hi, Sally. - Oh, Jesus.

Uh, Twyla.

Yeah.

How long ago?

Okay, are you there now?

Carlos, yeah, I want him there too.

Okay, you call him. I'm on my way.

- Where you going? - Huh? Oh, airport.

Oh, what? To pick someone up?

No, I gotta go to work.

David, I mean... she just... got...

Oh yeah, yeah, listen.

You two get to know each other and I'll be back...

later.

Bye.

I hate helicopters.

I hate riding with people who hate helicopters.

Tower, I've got the NorBAC scientist on board.

Caroline should be waiting for us at the airport.

- How was the trip? - Let's not get into it.

What do you got?

All the victims seems to be North of here.

Okay.

No one's recovered, 3 dead. Original diagnosis was some kind of pox.

But?

Winnipeg came back negative for any of the pox viruses that affect humans.

- What about Atlanta? - They I.D.'d it as camel pox.

- Human beings don't get camel pox. - They do now.

They tried treating it with the drug cidofovir. It works on the virus in camels.

No effect on the victims and they can't figure out why.

Has anyone been outside of Canada to the Middle East?

- Or a zoo maybe? - The latest victim hasn't been anywhere.

Okay, so we've got a virus that shouldn't infect people, but does,

and a cure that should work, but doesn't.

- What's causing it or how it's spread. - Other than that...

Patient 4: Darryl Graves, 16, student.

Works part-time at a gas station on highway 17.

Left work yesterday around 6 with a fever.

Brought himself here last night at 11:30 covered in pox.

- Okay, I got it. It moves fast. - How about the others?

- All died within 36 hours. - Connect this guy to the other 3 victims.

There were all connected. Not this boy.

Excuse me, could you turn him to the side please.

Oh, Jesus.

Carlos!

I have to call the CDC. What do I tell them?

Whatever you want. Let's get those samples from pathology.

- When did you and my dad hook up? - About 3 months ago.

That's a really long time for him.

- Sally is this Jell-O or an experiment? - My name's Twyla.

And it's aspic.

Um, so where do you live anyway?

Far. Manhattan.

Right.

You know, actually I live on Salt Spring Island, near Vancouver.

- Cool. - No.

The adults are all old hippies and the kids are all skater losers.

So, what? Did my dad pick you up in a bar or his health club...?

- We met professionally. - Oh, you're a molecular biologist.

I'm his physiotherapist.

So that was therapy then?

Let's treat is as a Bio-3 until we know what we're dealing with, all right?

Sure.

- Uh, Dr. Sandstrom? - Maybe.

Can I speak to you about something?

Speak.

- Uh, I sent you an email. - And I get hundreds a day kid.

- I don't read half of them. - Listen.

- I need your help. - Because?

- Because I'm dying. - I'm sorry.

- Please help me. - Kid, I'm a molecular biologist.

I know all about you. You're the best genetic scientist in the country.

Look, I'm dying 'cause I'm a clone.

- Say again. - Like Dolly.

- She died 'cause she was a clone. - Dolly died because she was euthanized.

She had a lung problem. And she was a clone,

- and you're not. - I am!

Look! Just look at this picture of me and my brother.

Amazing. Two brothers who look alike.

You do need help kid. I'm not that kind of doctor.

Dr. Sandstrom, sir, please just...

- I'll get started. - Right.

- Bob. - From Oxford.

Oh yeah, Cort says the colamine is NAH Lab.

He knows about a new strain of monkey pox.

- Okay, what about that flu sequencing. - Oh, I just broke down the French strain.

- No one's answering at UCB or Stanford yet. - Wake 'em up. Anything?

- Closer to West Nile than Spanish. - Shit.

Look up this drug, I want every report you can find on it.

The results are on your desk. Perfect. I want you on this, okay ?

You do the sequencing while Carlos does the pathology.

Lil, Air Canada 3551, 10:34 P.M.

Fuck.

- The other side. - Cidofovir. Oh yeah.

- And uh..., Twyla called. - Yes.

Did you know that camel pox is the closest virus to small pox?

- Maybe that's why people are getting it. - That or too much humping.

You know that's where IUD came from. Camel drivers used to insert pebbles

into the uteruses of camels to keep them from getting pregnant.

How'd they figure that out?

It's going to be a long day.

Carlos, people with Asperger's Syndrome can't help it.

You know, the Iraqis are working on strains that infected people.

- Does David know this? - I don't know.

- This is camel pox. Patient 4. - Identical.

Except that boy has a hemorrhagic fever.

The Lassa or Marburg, probably both.

Serrano, poxes look like bricks. Hemorrhagics look like worms.

- Do these bricks look like worms to you? - No, but they're acting like worms.

I was in Africa with Medecins Sans Frontieres. That pool of blood.

With Ebola you leak blood out of every orifice.

- Poxes cause internal bleeding too. - This wasn't bleeding,

it was a complete vascular meltdown.

If you open that boy up,

his organs will look like they've been put through a blender.

Ebola?

This meant his liver and kidney's leaking out of him

and that would explain the failure of cidofovir.

- Ebola and camel pox together? - Maybe a genetic hybrid of the two.

No, camel pox is made of DNA, Ebola's made of RNA.

The two split and went their separate ways over 2 billion years ago.

- Maybe they've kissed and made up. - A variant?

No, or maybe it's not Ebola and maybe it's not even camel pox.

Okay, where do we start?

The minister of health wants you to phone her and so does the CDC.

- The rest are just urgent. - Thanks, Wes.

Patient 4, the Grave's boy,

his mother was just admitted to the hospital covered in pox.

Okay.

Credit card receipts from the gas station where he worked,

surveillance tape from the garage.

I'll run a trace on all the cars and quarantine the occupants.

Go wider. Include anyone they were in contact with.

Hey, so this is what we know so far.

Victim 1: Elmer Jones. Owns a grocery store off highway 17.

Lives alone. Tuesday morning he feels sick, goes to C.U., Dr. William Parton.

Dr. Parton sends Elmer to Northway Health Centre here,

admitting nurse is Katherine Holochuck.

Now those are victims 1-2 and 3. A straight flow of events... until Darryl.

150 clicks away. All of these people are in quarantine now?

Except the question marks, we're still searching for them.

Now what we have to know is why did it suddenly jump to Darryl.

Does this mean one of these people infected someone

who drove down the highway and gave it to Darryl?

And or is there is one person, a patient zero, who's spreading it?

Caroline. Patient 4, Darryl, he just died.

You're talking about nature somehow accidentally combining,

- say, a flea and an elephant. - I'm not saying it makes sense,

just it makes more sense than anything else I've heard.

Okay, how about this ?

A single strand RNA Ebola-like intermediate somehow might get copied

on a cellular reverse transcriptase and then integrated into the genome. Okay?

- Okay, but what if-- - Okay, just a second.

Now, camel pox, it might somehow super infect the same cell,

and then some kind of recombination occurs.

I mean, I know we're talking about nuclear and cytoplasmic replication,

but hey, you never know, right?

No. David, you know there's no way that the camel pox variant could accommodate

the extra genomic burden you're giving it. There's no way.

Ockham's Razor.

The simplest explanation is best. Fuck.

- I need more coffee. - You want one?

I've got to call my daughter.

You're a father?

Sort of.

- David. - Oh hey, come on in.

I got a lead on a sample of the Spanish lady.

- From where? - It's a long story.

Have you guys made any progress?

Eliminated a few hypothesis, you?

Positive on CP, negative on Ebola. We've PCR'ed the hell out of it, David.

I don't think there's any Ebola there.

I think Carlos is wrong.

Yeah, maybe.

Okay, call me tonight.

Okay, bye.

I didn't know you smoke.

I don't.

Neither do I.

I would think an MD would know better.

I do, I do. I'm quitting.

Again.

So, how do you like it here?

Ah, I miss Mexico City a little. The sushi was better.

Any regrets?

If I want to do the best, I have to be with the best.

You didn't answer my question.

I have no regrets working with David Sandstrom.

Someone has to teach him how to do things.

So, how are we doing in there?

Well, I have my theory, David has his.

Eventually, you run out of wrongs, you end up right.

- I hope eventually is soon, Carlos. - Yeah.

- Mierda. See you inside. - Yeah.

We've gone through it twice now.

We definitely have PCR evidence for camel pox DNA,

but no evidence at all for any Ebola.

What about other hemorrhagic fever viruses?

- Nothing. - When you were at Fort Egan,

- did you ever see anything like this? - Never.

Isn't it time we give up on this idea? We're getting nowhere.

We have no material evidence. We have no theoretical model.

What?

Oh hey, Twyla, can I call you back later?

I don't know.

Actually that was a good answer. Here's a better one.

- What? - Look at this.

...cell align with the pox variant components,

and then we take the Ebola virus...

packaging sequences...

and we'll super infect...

okay...

divide... pox...

Where did that come from?

I don't know, it just kind of popped into my head.

- Virus ! It's a virus. - Too crazy?

Yeah... well.

- Hira? - Possible.

Simple enough?

Maybe too simple.

Thank you. Let's do it.

- What? - Sorry, it's mine.

So, what? Are you guys like broken up or...?

I don't know, your father isn't really equipped to deal with that kind of conversation.

Yeah, I know.

So, what? Are you leaving?

Yeah, well, I don't want to get too comfortable.

Why not?

- You don't know him at all, do you? - Oh yeah, I know him.

David has room for 2 things in his life:

His science and himself.

The rest is just shit that gets in the way or gets used and thrown out.

That's your dad, honey.

So, once you figure out where you fit, you do what you got to do, right?

Ciao.

Goodbye, Twyla.

It's Sally.

- What's wrong? - It's not working.

- Not even my card. - Maybe your face is changing.

I mean those face recognition things are very sensitive.

- Can you try? - Sure.

So, either quarantine the school

or I'll get somebody to quarantine the whole town.

Three countries came together to back this lab

but you can't get one school closed.

Shit.

It's Caroline Morrison at NorBAC. I need the medical officer of health's daily briefing.

It was supposed to be sent to me.

I'm not interested in excuses, just do it please.

Thank you.

He touched her. I'm going to put him on the list.

- I wasn't sure you'd still be here. - I was just leaving.

- Anything? - A couple of leads I want to check out.

Oh, so where are we at?

That boy we saw, Darryl, his mother just died.

So, that's seven dead, four in critical condition,

and so many in quarantine I can't keep up.

Two-hundred and fourteen. What do you have?

We had a theory. Unfortunately, we're having a lot of difficulty proving it.

Oh, and that Face First thingie you put in? It's not working.

What's wrong with it?

I don't know. Hira had a problem with it today.

We're having trouble getting her through a background check.

- She was cleared 3 months ago. - Yeah, well something's come up.

Okay, would you please check with me before you start playing around--

David, not now. I'm juggling politicians, health authorities and police departments.

And I'm juggling camel pox, Ebola and God knows what else

and I'd like to have my best virologist able to get into lock up.

She's here, she's just on limited access.

What do you want?

Hello, like, I asked you a question.

Uh, I'm Mick.

What? What, are you retarded? I asked you what you wanted.

Are you Dr. David Sandstrom's daughter ?

No.

Yes, maybe I am Dr. David Sandstrom's daughter. Why? What do you want?

I need to talk to him.

- So talk to him. - I've tried. I need help.

Look, I'm dying.

So is everyone.

If no one died there wouldn't really be enough room, you know?

- Yeah, well, I'm dying now. - Oh, like now now.

Like if I don't get help I won't make it till the end of the year.

I really need your dad's help.

Look, my dad's not even a doctor doctor.

He's a PhD doctor and they don't help anyone.

I know but he'll know how to help me because...

- Yeah? - I'm a clone.

You actually almost had me there for a second.

Damn it, I'm a clone, I can prove it!

Look, you've got issues, okay?

- Who are you not talking to? - Ersky Labs in South Africa.

Why?

They have the most state of the art automated DNA sequencer in Africa.

Hemorrhagics come from Africa. I'm wondering if they've ever seen anything like this.

Clever.

Hey! What's going on with my security clearance?

Oh, don't worry about it. It's just bureaucratic bullshit,

but if you run into any more bumps, you let me know, okay?

It almost becomes a Ebola/camel pox chimera.

- Serrano, no personal calls. - Deiderman of Heidelberg.

Microbiology's worst squash player.

- Who are you talking to, Bob? - My mother.

- Does she have any ideas? - Huh?

Says your proposed chimera virus is too unstable,

it would never survive repeated passage through people.

Deiderman, yeah, Sandstrom. Nothing wrong with being wrong, right?

- Yeah, you'll get used to it. - He's right, David.

No way to fit the Ebola gene only to the pox variant.

- It's true, it's in there. - Maybe not the way we're imagining it.

- What fucking way? - I don't know.

I don't even know what we're arguing about.

Chimera, Ebola, camel pox together.

But Hira can't confirm it with PCR. What if this isn't Ebola?

I'd like to base this on something more reliable than Carlos' notes.

Mayko's right, David. I ran an analysis test on the serum,

couldn't find any traces of Ebola antibodies.

There are no IGM or IGG antibodies, and the immuno-chemistry tests came up negative.

Then what are we saying?

We're saying it was a brilliant hypothesis, but my diagnosis was wrong.

No. Carlos is right. It's Ebola. It's there.

- Yeah. - How's it going?

- Oh, fucking beautiful. You? - Two more dead.

- Shit, where are you? - A restaurant in McClint.

- So, it's on its way eh? - Yeah.

And I have politicians in denial with health care professionals on the verge of panic.

- What about your end? - Uh, dead end.

I can get you first samples in a few hours. Will that help?

Maybe. The damn virus has evolved so fast.

A mutation might shed some light.

Bye.

Okay, everybody, go home, have a shower,

feed your dog, change your underwear, be back in an hour.

We've got fresh samples coming in.

I can get you first samples in a few hours.

Thank you.

Well, the couple closed the diner at 9. They were just making their own suppers.

Steaks left on the grill started a grease fire.

I was supposed to meet the local chief medical officer.

- Well, she's on her way. - She had to go by the hospital

and check on how they're setting up the quarantine.

NorBAC?

- Excuse me. - Yeah, what?

- This thing, what is it? - That's what we're working on officer.

I want this place sealed up. No press, no pictures.

- My son's in quarantine. - Why?

- Same school as Gerald Graves. - It's just a precaution.

Well, it's one hell of a precaution. My wife's scared to death.

- I understand. - What do I tell her?

- Is my boy going to be all right? - We don't know enough about this yet.

- I'm sorry, but that's the truth. - Word is that Gerald died. Is that true?

Yeah.

Look, I appreciate your time. I'll get to sealing this place up.

Officer...

Got a card?

Yeah.

- As soon as we know anything. - Thank you.

Lilith!

Lilith!

Hello?

- You abandoned me. - It had nothing to do with you.

Your mom and I weren't getting along and she's the one who moved out too,

so if you've got abandonment issues, take it up with her.

Retard, I mean yesterday.

- Oh. Uh, Twyla was here. - Oh, right, right.

You seriously must be the worst father in the world.

I come and what? Within 10 seconds you're gone,

and 24 hours later you're back. Where were you?

I was working on something very, very important.

Oh, and I'm not.

- I need a beer. - Yeah, me too.

The fact is it's moving down highway 17.

Well, shutting down a highway's a good precaution considering the consequences.

That's nothing compared to what happens if this virus hits Toronto.

You sir, can hope for the best, but my job is to plan for the worst.

The sooner you get back to me, the better.

- Your mom got your email. - Was she pissed?

Did you want her to be?

And you were right, I was supposed to pick you up at the airport.

I fucked up. I'm sorry.

You can stay till the weekend and then you've got to go.

- No, I'm moving in. - No. What?

- No... look, there's a virus... - Newsflash. Biology isn't everything.

And I hate to break it to you but you are my parent too.

Yeah, but the one thing that we both agree on is

that I suck as a dad, and that's genetics.

Oh yeah, when I went to the store today I got stalked.

- What? - Yes, this guy... I don't know, this kid,

he was like totally following me. And then I got up in his face--

- What did he want? - You.

Said he was dying and needed to talk to you.

- Is he a weird guy about 15? - Well, all 15 year old guys are weird.

Well, they don't get any better until they're about 30.

- Did he say he was a clone? - Yeah, and then...

- I mean, that's not possible, is it? - Not unless he's from the future.

Exactly what I thought.

Morrison.

I wouldn't use the word epidemic.

There are some reported cases of what appears to be a virus, yes.

A pox virus.

Don't know.

Some fatalities, yes. Nine.

Look, I'm trying to be as straightforward as I can,

but I will not tell you anything that is not confirmed.

The only thing certain is 9 dead.

How many more? I don't know.

Jesus.

- So, explain this whole virus thing. - It's very scary.

What do you remember me telling you about viruses?

- Uh, dick all I guess. - Okay, virology 101.

Viruses are very small. They're about a millionth of an inch.

If this room was a cell, a virus would be the size of a pinprick, okay.

And what they do...

what they do is they crawl in through tiny, tiny holes. Say, right about there.

- Okay. Uh, can you pass the chocolate? - Uh, sure.

So, they crawl in, okay, and they steal some enzymes

and they use them to make copies of themselves. Thousands of copies.

And with Ebola, which is what we call a hemorrhagic or bleeding virus,

eventually all those copies bust out.

They blow about a thousand holes through your cell walls,

and then they float away and each of them finds another cell to crawl into

and make another thousand copies of itself,

and a thousand thousand more holes and...

...then pretty soon you're bleeding and leaking to death

inside your own skin.

Yeesh.

And that's what we're dealing with here,

and that is why you really, really have to go home to B.C.

Dad, I would rather die of a virus than of boredom in Salt Spring.

I've got to go back to work.

Dad, it's just that mum is dating this like totally boring base player guy

who wears way too much cologne and... like, he calls me Lily.

- So sorry. Does he make your mom happy? - Well, yeah, I suppose he...

It doesn't make itself.

This doesn't make itself. Jesus, that's it. You are brilliant!

- What? What? - Fucking brilliant!

You aren't seriously going to work right now.

Yeah, want to come?

- Not at 3 a.m. - Okay.

Thanks for the chat.

Excuse me.

- Do you work here? - I do. Hi, I'm Bob Melnikov.

- Hey, are you in charge? - Of the lab? No.

I'm a biochemist. David Sandstrom is the chief scientist.

- I thought Caroline Morrison was. - Oh no, she's not a scientist,

she's the executive director of the lab. The liaison to--

The 3 countries involved in NorBAC: Canada, the U.S. and Mexico, right?

- Are you a reporter? - Yeah.

So, what's going on up north, Bob? Are we looking at another SARS outbreak?

- I can't... I don't... - Come on.

- Nice to meet you. - Hey!

Did you see the report on Angus MacDonald?

- The mechanic. - The garage on highway 17. Yeah.

He died before they could question him. His wife is sick now,

she doesn't work there. I've got a crew going through all the receipts.

Someone's on that highway.

If they went to another garage, they're probably having car trouble.

- Let's check out every garage on 17. - I'm on it.

Okay, hypothesis #2: We can't find any genetic information

that will prove the Ebola gene is in the camel pox genome. Why?

Because we are dealing with a chemically synthesized gene.

Ebola kills, right? But it doesn't spread very easily.

Camel pox spreads easily, but it can be fought with a drug.

So, if you could connect them,

Ebola DNA would get a free ride on the camel pox.

- But they're incompatible. Why? - Square pegs, round holes.

Right. So you have to remake the connections, and I'm telling you

there's somebody out there who's figured out how to do this.

- Now they fit. - What do you got?

- A super virus. - Are you saying this thing is deliberate?

You know, well nothing else makes any sense.

I mean if creating a killing machine makes any fucking sense.

And I think I know how they did it too.

Amino acids, building blocks of proteins. Proteins, building blocks of viruses.

So, if you're looking for the Ebola, you want to look for its DNA recipe,

but we can't find it. Why? Because the same amino acid can be coded...

- with different DNA. - Wait, wait, wait. You lost me.

Okay, think of it this way.

- What does that say? - Grate aural sects.

- Thank you, David. - You're welcome.

So whoever made this knew that we'd be looking for this.

So they wrote it like that.

Okay folks.

Now we know what we're looking for.

Jesus Christ.

Hey kid, come here!

All right, listen. Now you stop harassing me, you stop harassing my daughter

or I swear to God I'll have you put away. Do you understand?

Hmm? Have a nice day.

Dr. Sandstrom, would you talk to my father?

- Oh, Jesus. - I think you know him. Dr. Shelby Sloane.

- Shelby Sloane's your father? - He's the man who cloned me.

- Then why doesn't he fix you? - 'Cause he's given up.

- No, it's because you're not a clone! - I am! Please, just let me prove it to you!

All right, I want you to get me DNA samples of you and whoever

or whatever you were cloned from. I'll run them through my mass clonometer.

If the samples match up I'll call the National Post,

they'll make you clone of the year, okay?

It's been a real out of this world conversation, Mick.

Do you know why my father stopped being a scientist?

- Oh God. - Because of what he did to me.

Let me give this to you straight, all right?

You say you're dying but there's people out there right now who really are dying.

So why don't you just get your--

Kid, take it easy. All right?

Get me the samples.

Really?

Really.

But I mean it. You stay away from my daughter.

Ladies and gentlemen, this, believe it or not, is an artificial gene.

- Scary. - Bio terrorism, yeah.

I know, how the hell did you figure this out so fast?

- David, are you sure? - Uh-hmm, and it's coming right at us.

Wes, Homeland Security, FBI, CSIS,

and send through the Investigation Securidad.

This is so fucked.

Scientists, all that knowledge, twisting it around

- just to kill innocent people. - I can't believe it.

Gas chambers, germ warfare, atomic bombs. I can.

David, what about a cure?

With Ebola there's no vaccine, no cure, just quarantine.

Caroline Morrison at NorBAC. Please tell him it's urgent.

When it hits the city, it spreads everywhere.

There'll be no way to stop it.

The dead will be the lucky ones.

Why don't you come and sit down while we wait for the bus.

- Oh, thank you. - Oh here, let me help with your luggage.

Oh! Great. I was just coming to sit.

It sounds like someone's overtired.

Yeah, and a sore throat.

- Oh, what's her name? - Miranda.

- Oh, Miranda. - Yeah.

- That's such a lovely name. - My truck broke down

so I got a little more luggage than I can handle.

- Oh well, so do I. - Oh.

Oh, so where you off to?

Oh, the U.K. so Miranda can meet her dad.

I came back to Canada to have her.

And what's his problem? Wasn't he there at the conception?

- Well, he's a great guy. - Oh. Oh hey, the bus is here.

- Here, let me help you with this. - Oh, you don't mind? Oh, thank you.

- No, no, no. What's your name? - Daisy.

- I'm Frances. - Hi, Frances. Thanks a lot.

- Here, I'll let you go first. - Thank you.

Well, Frances, it looks like we'll almost there.

Frances?

Frances.

Hey! Hey!

You have to be very cautious when throwing around terms like epidemic.

But it has the potential to be one?

Anytime you have a virulent, unidentified agent,

there is of course a potential for an epidemic, provided--

Just tell the truth, God damn it.

And say what? That we've got a manmade virus out there heading right at us?

You do that, you'll have chaos.

- There's no risk to the general population. - Just as long as you wash your hands.

We can't stress enough the importance of thoroughly washing your hands.

They have no idea what's coming at them.

Yes, but what's the difference between a medical emergency and an epidemic?

Cynical reporter:1,

earnest health official: 0.

If you need me, I'll be back at the lab.

Second, there is no epidemic.

- I got what you need. - You don't go away, do you?

Look, I've got it right here.

Kid, what I need you couldn't fit in that little brown bag.

You know what? I'm beginning to think you are a clone.

You came from a fucking mule.

- Look! Look at these! - Whatever that is, I don't want it.

Baby teeth. One of mine, one of my brother Cal's.

They still got blood on them.

You said if I got you samples you'd test them.

You said!

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I know but see, those could both be your teeth.

I'd need the complete sets. Sorry.

- You promised. - Don't do that, understand?

Jesus.

Yeah.

Where?

Oh shit.

Did you call Carlos already?

Okay, I'm on my way.

Jesus! Would you get the fuck out of here!

My mother died 2 years before I was born, Dr. Sandstrom.

Does that make any sense to you?

Promise you'll look into it.

- Yeah, now get up. - Promise.

Promise.

Thank you, Dr. Sandstrom. So, you'll call me then?

Oh yeah, I'll put you on my speed dial.

My number's right there on the bag.

- Goodbye, Mick. - Goodbye.

Thank you, sir.

Uh, Dr. Sloane...

this is David Sandstrom calling.

Uh, it's about your son...

about some kid who claims to be your son.

I think we've got a problem here. Could you call me on my cell?

Yes, but what's the difference between a medical emergency and an epidemic?

Cynical reporter: 1, earnest health official: 0.

If you need me, I'll be back at the lab.

Second, there is no epidemic.

- Morrison. - Caroline?

Another call, on a bus just outside the city limits.

Oh shit.

We have the bus sealed.

It's heading towards the quarantine facility near the airport.

Okay, I'm on my way. Call David and Carlos, tell them to meet me there.

Got it.

Caroline took me to her office, asked me all kindsof questions

about Hira, her family, her brothers.

- What did you say? - Nothing.

Well, I did say she wears nice perfume: Hints of saffron and cinnamon.

At least that's what I detected.

We have another case. It could be a busload. Quarantined at the airport.

So, it's here. All right, I'll be back with samples.

Somebody track down Hira, we're going to need her on this.

What's going on here? Why are we being kept on this bus?

Sit down, be quiet and put your mask on.

No one told us anything.

It's nothing to worry about. You're being put in quarantine.

All right, thank you Mr. Zaltsberg.

Dear, how much longer do I have to stay here?

The nurse will explain everything.

This is a nurse?

Are you in charge here, 'cause I've got to be on a plane.

Sit down please. I'll explain everything.

Daisy, my name is Caroline Morrison, I'm with NorBAC.

Which is what?

The North American Biotechnology Advisory Commission.

So, what they're saying about some kind of virus...

- It's what Frances has? - We think so.

Well, what is it? I mean... could we get it?

Daisy, listen to me. We're not sure how it's spreading.

We're not even sure what it is.

Well, I'm fine. I mean, we're both fine.

I have to be in England.

Of course but we need you to answer a few questions:

Where you travelled from, people you might have met along the way.

Fine.

Did you happen to stop for gas near Bear River?

- Yeah. - Where's your car?

Pick up. It gave up on me so I traded it in for a ride to the bus.

With Angus. Angus's garage near Soren?

Uh, I'd take you to Toronto, but I'm the only one here.

No, don't worry. It's okay, really. The bus station will be just fine.

I'm sure it'll get us there on time.

Yeah. How did you know?

It's a long ride. Where are you travelling from?

My parents. Heron Bay, near Marathon.

Okay.

Okay? Does that mean I can go now ?

It's going to be a little longer.

Her neighbour was with her yesterday. Said that she was perfectly fine.

- How's the neighbour? - No symptoms.

Okay, so probably not airborne transmission.

It could be a respiratory secretion.

A cough or a sneeze, but it would have be directed right at the n...

Next victim?

My mom's a midwife, she was freaking, right.

Like nobody's ever had a baby in Africa before.

You were in Africa?

Yeah, I worked at an AIDS hospice.

Yeah, I was really sick, like sick-sick, and William was travelling all the time

so he thought it'd be best if I came home to have Miranda.

- William? - My fianc�.

- Where is William now? - In London. He just rented us an apartment.

Oh, excuse me. A flat. Hah!

- He's British? - Very.

He holds his little finger up when he drinks his tea.

- Would you like me to set up a call? - Yeah. Yeah, call him.

William Zanzinger. His number's in my wallet. You guys have that.

- Okay. - I've been trying to call him all day.

Hold on.

Okay, the new woman Frances who was just brought in,

we can't find an intersection between her and the other victims,

but the girl she was sitting next to, the one you're looking at,

had contact with just about everyone who's gotten sick.

What about the baby?

It says here she has a throat infection.

Temperature, swollen glands, that's it? Anything else?

I think we should take a closer look,

take some throat cultures, see what we come up with.

We've been through her things. No aerosol spray, no powder

no anything she could have used to spread the virus.

Well, it wouldn't make much sense for her to deliberately spread the virus,

unless she was immune to it.

Well, all I know is she was sitting right next to that woman and look at her.

She could have a natural immunity.

David, what do think?

Morrison. Yeah. When did they find them?

Her parents were just found dead.

- Well that ain't natural. Oh. - David, what?

What if there's nothing natural about it?

I mean, some son of a bitch has figured out a way to manufacture a Camelpox/Ebola virus.

Who's to say that same son of a bitch couldn't manufacture an immunity?

Look, DNA samples from the mother and baby will tell us this.

I'll set it up.

Guys, no mention of her parents.

Sorry, about that.

Yeah, look, are you going to call my fianc�?

Yes, but before we do that, those men I was just speaking with,

they're doctors.

Hi, I'm sorry to disturb you again. Uh, is your dad in?

Oh, he talked to my father.

- Well, it's a good thing, isn't it? - No.

He told him that I was crazy and that I was harassing you.

So, are you going to stop?

Maybe. Just look... do you happen to know where he is?

He's saving the world again I guess.

I know. I mean... his work on the biochemistry of SCF dependant ubiquitination and yeast

was crucial on understanding cancer.

- Oh, I've read his articles. - What articles?

I mean I don't know, he doesn't tell me anything.

- How come? - 'Cause who really cares?

Uh, you should. I mean, he's an amazing scientist.

- Are you okay? - Did you talk to him about me?

Kind of.

Did you want to come in?

Her throat looks very red, has it been bothering her?

No.

What did just say to her ?

Not to worry.

Could you tell me?

The virus is contained, still as a precaution, 20 people are quarantined behind me

in this vacant warehouse that has now been dubbed "HAZMAT City".

However, officials are remaining tight lipped. Stan.

Naomi, there are some reports that some 50 students from Irving Leighton High

are spending the night in hospital.

That's right. The students are in hospital for observation.

Yes, Stan, I can report that I am indeed talking out of my ass.

And you've got a great ass, Naomi, I'd ask you to shake it for us

if I didn't think you were so full of shit.

Good evening, people. I've got samples.

We might have patient zero, so Bob, DNA work.

Hira, I want you check the serum for antibodies to every human virus,

extract nucleic acid and do a probe on the viral gene chip.

- Carlos-- - David.

...you handle pathology.

Mayko, we need complete bioinformatics on all the samples,

and Wes...

I could use a coffee.

Caroline gave me very specific instructions about Hira.

I don't care.

Daisy

a paediatrician is here.

A specialist, to look at Miranda to make sure she's all right.

She already had all those tests.

No. No, she's been through enough.

I understand that, but there's another test we have to do.

- What? Is she going to be okay? - She'll be fine.

This will be the last time you'll have to give her up, I promise.

- Why does she have to be in that? - Just for her safety.

She'll be fine.

Okay, okay. I'm right here.

I'm right here.

Still no answer at William's.

Well, maybe he's out or at a friends or something. That's my girl.

What were you doing in Africa?

I told you, I was working at an AIDS hospice.

- Yes, but why Africa? - Why not?

How would you describe your politics?

Uh, environmental anarchist.

- Save the earth, that sort of thing. - Yeah, that sort of thing.

You know, from governments, from multinationals,

from governments run by multinationals.

- Do you belong to a political party? - You're kidding me, right?

- How about William? - No, not that I know of.

Those are two different answers.

Do either of you have any religious affiliations? Christian, Muslim?

I'm sorry, but what does this have to do with people being sick?

Thank you.

Daisy, I need you to look at something. Would you step up to the glass please?

What, you want me to pick somebody out of a line up now?

Not exactly. Do you recognize this man?

- Why, is he sick too? - This is from the U.K. passport office.

This man's passport was stolen 2 years ago.

His name is William Zanzinger.

So, what?

Are you trying to tell me there's only one William Zanzinger in the world?

Only one who lives in Surrey and he's never been to Africa.

Oh, well, good for him!

He's not my William.

- Does your William have an accent? - Yes.

- What kind? - English.

- Where was he born? - In England!

Did you ever see him use another passport?

Daisy, I want to help you get out of here.

Maybe this is all a big misunderstanding.

If so, let's figure it out.

Together.

He has another passport, yes.

To get into countries where he's had trouble before.

Like Zimbabwe. All journalists have them.

Sure.

What name is on that passport?

It's really wild, I don't get it.

I ran the DNA on the baby's throat swab and her blood.

Baby's throat, baby's blood.

- Run the test again. - We ran her DNA 3 times.

The throat and blood doesn't match.

- It makes no sense. - That's what I said.

Okay, a viral infection would cause some differences in the DNA.

Not this many. There's way more than there should be.

I can see that. Hira! Look at this.

Roll over. There, that band in her blood sample.

It's the same as DNA in neg to pos.

It looks weird.

There. That's RNA.

She's right. Something is very wrong. Very, very wrong.

RNA?

What's it doing in the middle of her DNA?

What'd they do?

Maybe if we can find out what kind of RNA we're looking at...

You got an idea?

It's a natural SIRNA. It should be in her throat.

- SIRNA. - But it's gone.

- SIRNA. - Where the hell is it?

Holy shit.

As SIRNA that kills viruses in plants?

Yeah, it's in people too, right?

It's probably just some leftover from billions of years ago

when animals split from plants.

Well, what if it's that? What if it does do something in people?

- Maybe, no one knows. - Well, maybe this bastard does know.

Caroline, I've got something... I'm on my way.

Uh, I'm not really that hungry.

So, this whole like clone thing.

You can't actually... I mean, you can't actually clone someone, can you?

Well, yeah. I mean, well... okay, look.

Let's just say that this olive is an egg, a human egg.

Now first what you do...

is you remove the nucleus,

or the core, you know, the brains of the cell.

Then you insert the nucleus of the one that you want to clone

like this.

Now, to get it going you have to give it a little bit of a shock.

That's just for demonstration purposes only of course.

Now the nucleus is reprogramming the egg and telling it what to be.

- Okay, and then? - Right, then...

uh, well now we wait until it grows and divides and when it's stable enough,

we place it into the womb and hope that the expression of the genetic makeup

more or less resembles a human being.

- The expression? - Yeah.. You know like the way we look.

- Yeah, well I think you look pretty good. - You don't...

You don't think I'm a freak because I wasn't born the normal way?

- Oh, and what's the normal way? - You know, like a mom and a dad,

- 2 people in love... - Man, you've got to get out of the 'burbs.

I'm joking!

Geesh, it's a joke.

Thanks.

- Halt! Hey! - I'm with NorBAC.

All right.

Okay, not so fast. My brain can only absorb so many acronyms.

What is SIRNA?

It's a weapon that plants use to protect themselves from viruses.

We have it too except nobody really knows what it does in people.

- But we can make a logical assumption. - That it fights infections in people too?

Right. So, SIRNA is like this secret, quiet imperial guard

and it's all throughout the palace.

Okay? Head, shoulders, knees, toes.

Except in Miranda's case, it's not in her throat.

Someone figured out how to eliminate it from your throat?

Right, right, just her throat. So, if they did what I think they did,

throat is the only room in the palace where there aren't any guards.

It's the only place where the virus can live.

From there, it leaves the palace,

it spreads through cough, burp, sneeze or puke,

and all the peasants who come in contact with it, they get the virus-

Okay, okay, okay, stop.

You're telling me the baby has a virus, but can't get the disease?

Exactly.

So, the baby's patient zero.

- Nice work. - Oh well, it was a group effort really.

Hira nailed it.

- She was at the lab? - She works there.

David...

I think Daisy knows who did this.

- What? Jesus, you got a name? - That's what I'm working on.

Stick around, I may need your help.

... confirms that the U.S. has stepped up health monitoring at all border crossings.

Meanwhile here in Toronto, health officials continue to remind people

that washing your hands is the best way to prevent exposure to the mystery virus.

An info line has been set--

You don't have that disease thing they talked about, do you?

That's about the only thing I don't have.

- So, what exactly is wrong with you? - Exactly? Well, my kidneys are going,

my liver's not great. Don't even get me started on my spleen.

That's why your dad's got to help me.

Wait... So, how did your body get so screwed up?

Well, uh, I was made...

so that I could give part of myself to my brother.

- A part of yourself? - Here, just...

That's my brother, Cal.

- He was always sick. - The same as you, or...?

No, no, he had cancer of the bone marrow.

They tried to find a match, they couldn't,

so that's when my dad came up with the idea to make a clone and...

give marrow to Cal from the new Cal.

He used you to save your brother.

They had to do it a bunch of times

because eventually the cancer would just come back.

The last time was 2 years ago, but it didn't...

see, it didn't take at all, so...

so Cal died.

I'm sorry. And you?

That's why your dad has to help me.

Daisy.

I want Miranda.

I just saw her, she's fine. She's sleeping.

They're going to bring her to you as soon as she wakes up.

- Daisy, was this a planned pregnancy? - What?

Were you using birth control when you became pregnant?

I was on the pill.

It's not foolproof. - Apparently not.

We need to talk about William. How did you meet?

- In Cape Town. - At a bar, a party, where?

- What difference does it make? - So why don't you just tell me?

I was almost raped. There were 3 guys,

William came out of nowhere and ran them off.

One man against 3 coming out of nowhere at just the right moment,

sweeping you off your feet.

- That's what happened. - I bet William is really good looking too

and he never hurt your feelings.

You told all your girlfriends he was the perfect guy, right?

I bet you never even had a fight.

Did you?

Ever?

Now is that real?

What are you talking about?

We're in love with each other. We're getting married on Sunday.

The address you gave, there's no such address in London.

That's not true.

William's cell phone is registered to a Nicholas Sargosa. Do you know who he is?

Nicholas Sargosa has hundreds of cell phones and he keeps losing them.

He's a front for people who want untraceable cell phones.

- What? - You said William was a writer.

We haven't found one thing he's written. Who does he write for?

Progressive magazines. And he's writing a book.

- Who's his publisher? - I don't know!

- But he got a big advance. - Of course. He's got money.

Maybe he writes under a pseudonym. Would you happen to know what that was?

No!

How is it going?

Ever use that thing?

Bet you got some pretty big bullets in there, eh?

Caroline's ready for you.

OK. Showtime! How do I look?

Yeah... Nice. Thanks for the chat.

I don't know, Wes, what do you think?

- I beg your pardon? - The uniform, icy stare...

Does he do anything for you?

Hi, Daisy. I'm, uh... one of the doctors.

- I know who you are. - Okay sure. Uh...

I need to know if you've had any surgery since you got pregnant.

Any medical procedures?

Amniocentesis.

Uh... why? Women your age don't usually get amnio.

Because the baby was conceived in Africa and with all the diseases,

- William wanted to be sure... - Okay, okay.

Uh, how was it done... your amnio?

- I don't know, I was unconscious. - For an amnio?

Okay, Daisy, here's the story. Uh...

Someone has created a virus

by combining 2 really horrible viruses,

Ebola and Camelpox and this new virus is deadly...

and your baby has it.

- Mir... Miranda's dying? - Oh! No, no. She's okay.

But here's where it gets kind of crazy:

She's going to be okay because she's been genetically modified to be immune to it.

That's insane!

That's what they did to her during your so-called amnio.

No, because I've been with her since she was born and I'm fine!

But you were exposed when Miranda was in your uterus

and you developed immunity too. You can't get it.

You can't get it, you can't spread it, only Miranda can.

- She's what we call a carrier. - No! Stop saying that!

Daisy, what's inside Miranda kills faster than any known disease.

- William put it there. - No, that's bullshit!

That's why he had you flying from Toronto to La Guardia...

Taking the shuttle bus to Kennedy, then flying to Heathrow.

To spread it as far and as quickly as he could.

No! You know, he bought it that way because he was...

he was cashing in his points.

You know. What's wrong with you people?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- The ticket was paid in cash. - No!

Look. Look!

He didn't love you, Daisy. He set you up.

He stopped those men from raping you and then he did it himself.

No! I want to go to the airport! I want to go now! I want to go!

He turned your daughter into a killing machine. That's what William did.

Now we need to find him and stop him before he does this again.

I want my baby. I want my baby.

Look at this woman! Do you remember meeting her?

Her name's Darlene Evans. She was your waitress.

She's dead.

You won't recognize this guy. Darlene's husband. Paul.

He's dead.

It's spreading. Exponentially.

- What do you want from me, okay? - Tell me William's other name.

This is the man from the garage who drove you to the bus, Angus.

He never even made it to the hospital.

I need William's name on his other passport.

His name, Daisy! Do you remember Frances?

- She died an hour ago. - You're lying!

Her corpse is in this facility, do you want to see it?

No !

- Two people crossed all their paths. - No !

- You and Miranda. - No! It could have been somebody else!

- It could have been anybody else! No! - Did anybody meet your parents?

They're dead, Daisy.

No... No!

- I want my baby! - We'll bring her to you.

Just give us his name and then you can have your baby.

His name, Daisy!

Martin Jamison, i-s-o-n, 156 Shaftsbury Lane,

flat #3, Farnham, England. It's in Surrey.

FBI, CSIS, and MI-5...

Thank you.

Jesus!

Are you all right?

- Where did you learn how to do that? - Do what?

Take people apart like that.

- If I said CIA, would you believe me? - No.

CIA.

You hungry? It's an agency thing, David.

I always buy my partners dinner after we do a good job.

I could use a beer.

Is there anything set up for Daisy and the baby?

We'll probably get into that tomorrow.

How do you tell a mother that

her baby is going to live in quarantine for the rest of her life,

poked and prodded by every scientist with half an interest in this thing?

If it was me, I'd tell her the baby died.

You wouldn't want to give her some kind of hope?

Is there any?

I don't know. Probably not.

Daisy needs to pick up the pieces and start over again.

You know what? I'm just going to go home.

David, you don't have to be involved.

Ah! I don't have to be involved? That's a fucking relief.

So I can just take off the rubber gloves,

throw them in the garbage and walk away?

You did good work. We're done here.

That makes me feel so much better.

There's a woman in there who will never see her baby again

because I did good work.

Jesus, Caroline!

Lilith?

It's to the point.

Gone out. Be back. - L

Did you ever see him use another passport?

What name is on that passport?

I want my baby...

Tell me William's other name. His name!

I want my baby!

Morrison.

I heard you.

I think you're making a mistake.

Hey, we're in this together, right?

Okay, this is where he keeps all his important stuff.

I looked all over for a key.

You think you can open it with...?

Go for it.

Did you hear that?

No.

Okay. Here's my birth certificate. Look at it, what does it say?

Uh... February 16th, 1990.

- Here's my mum's death certificate. - This can't be right!

Mick?

Mick? What's going on? I didn't hear you come in.

Who's your friend?

- I'm Lilith Sandstrom. - I've spoken with your father.

- Yeah, Mick was telling me about Cal. - Now, let me guess. Not the clone story?

Yeah, I don't think it was a story.

Well, you might want to ask your father how likely it is.

You should go, Lilith.

- What? - Mick isn't well.

- Yeah! I know! - No, I don't just mean physically.

I told your father and you might as well hear it too.

Mick makes things up.

- I do not. - Stories about his brother.

- It helps him cope with the loss. - Oh yeah?

- Well, how do explain-- - Lilith.

- Mick? What? Why? - What's going on, Mick?

- Nothing. Just go. - Mick?

- Hey, you okay? - No!

- Oh oh... What time is it? - I don't know.

- Where were you? - I was with Mick.

- The guy's a freak, Lilith. I told you... - Yes, dad, I know.

Shit, what did he do?

Would you just look at this?

- Death certificate. Nice. - With Mick's mum. And...

this is his birth certificate.

Well, he's human.

Dad, can you please just look at the dates?

Let me guess! His mother died 2 years before he was born. Hmm?

He told me Lilith. It's a neat trick, but come on!

- Okay, well, then explain it! - My grandfather had a birth certificate

that said he was born in Sweden

and he had another birth certificate that said he was born in Canada.

Well, I guess he was born again, then.

Look... Mick's fucked up.

All he wants is the truth.

Why can't you just have a look at him?

- Truth, huh? - Why can't you just tell him...

whether you can help him... or not?

- Somebody should tell him the truth. - But will you?

Caroline's had Hira in there all morning.

- But where's David? - Good question.

- Where's David? I need to show him this. - What?

I ran the DNA comparisons he asked me to on those 2 kids.

He needs to look at them. It's very odd.

- These are from 2 different people? - Their DNA is identical.

- Twins. - No, they are brothers. Two years apart.

- With identical DNA? Bob. - I didn't make a mistake.

Then I guess they're clones.

Ha... Maybe I'll get better samples.

- Yeah, do that my friend. - Mayko? Could I see you for a minute?

Don't pull them all the way out, okay?

Hey, Daisy.

When do we get out of here?

Daisy, Miranda can't leave.

Do you understand?

What's going to happen to her?

What are they going to do to her? I want the truth!

She'll be moved to a lab.

She'll have to live in quarantine.

For how long?

For the rest of her life.

Sorry, there's no other alternative.

There's no hope?

You're so beautiful.

So tiny.

Daisy, I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Daisy?

Daisy?

Oh shit!

- She's killing her kid! - You can't go in there!

Let go! Let go!

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