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Where's Stanley Turner? Who's in charge? My husband's in charge, but we haven't

seen Stanley since yesterday.

Hey, where's my brother? I heard Stanley's name on the scanner. He said

what he did.

It'd be great to be able to tap you as a field agent. What if I freeze up again?

Hey, I got you.

You got me, okay?

Manuel Santiago.

Flaco's telling you to keep on me? You're seeing Flaco's guy? I'm not

seeing him. Sometimes I see that gangbanger at church and we talk about

our day, okay? You're the one who got drunk married in Vegas.

The evidence locker window.

Every day, Kowalski would look out and he would take stock.

The office is a living, breathing thing. That's what Kowalski always said.

He charted its ups and downs, the ebbs and flows.

What he saw from that window, it wasn't always good.

It wasn't always happy. But what mattered, he said, was that folks were

putting their heads together.

When the office was communicating, the work was getting done right.

Cases were getting solved.

And more often than not, people could make it home in time for dinner.

But every now and then, Kowalski would look out the window and he'd notice that

things were off.

He'd notice that we were in our own worlds.

We were operating next to each other instead of with each other. And that's

when he'd take action.

Hey, Smitty.

They close it down first tonight, right?

Kowalski cocktails, he called it.

Yeah. It was his way of team building.

Hey, kid. Yeah.

I'm calling Kowalski cocktails for tonight. Make sure everyone knows.

Oh, can you have Mary Jo do it? Trying to get this thing wrapped up. Right.

Sorry to bother you. I thought you had leadership goals.

What? I thought you wanted to be a team leader someday.

What does being team leader have to do with telling people about drinks?

Hey, Mike. What do you need?

Got a guy coming by to fix my TV.

I'm calling Kowalski Cocktails for tonight. Make sure everyone knows.

Listen up, people. Kowalski Cocktails tonight. Gale, call Wheeler. Let him

know. Giddy up. Kowalski Cocktails. I will see you there.

You see that?

Team leader takes significant information and acts on it.

I didn't realize that wasn't something you're interested in. I didn't say that.

I'll see you at dailies, kid.

Back then, I didn't know if I had what it took to be a team leader.

I figured I'd go to drinks that night and put it out of my head.

But that's not what happened, because that night was about to become one of

the craziest 12-hour runs in NIS history.

After that night, when Kowalski looked out his window, he'd never see me the

same again.

You get it fixed?

What happened was you got a couple of bad solder joints.

See that?

I do outstanding work. Pitch is clear as day.

Joining us is Abe Pruitt's wife, Beth.

And also with us is legal rep for the Pruitt family, Doug Westmont.

Thank you for having us, Jim.

The hell? You seen this?

To begin, I'd like to hear from you, Beth.

How do you feel about your husband's recent arrest?

That's Abe Pruitt's bigamy wife.

They got Doug Westmont as their lawyer now.

Are they the ones that helped that guy blow up the movie dome?

Doug Westmont, he's a big deal.

Abe has been doing so many positive things with our land.

She's an idiot. Pruitt's got her brainwashed.

NIS had nothing to connect him to the bombing, but they just want to strut

around with a big fish on their hood. Hey, if I'm strutting, you're going to

know I'm strutting. Hand me that wrench, would you?

Abe should be released immediately.

Released? You're hearing this blood-sucking... Ah, son of a bitch! Are

you all right? What happened? What's wrong?

I'm back.

Don't move.

Oh, I'm back.

Don't move. Don't move.

Hey, cake cocktails tonight. Did you guys hear? Yeah.

Hey, when we're there, we should reenact that scene from Cheers last night. I'll

be Norm.

I didn't see it. What?

You never miss Cheers. You tape it? No.

Why not? I forgot. What were you doing?

Nothing. If you weren't doing anything, why weren't you watching Cheers? Oh,

Randolph, let's go.

I need alcohol before I hear you talk this much.

Roy, shake a leg.

One of us needs to wait for Dalton. He's duty agent tonight. He's not here yet.

Randolph. Hold on, let me put you on speaker.

No, don't put me on speaker.

Sorry, boss, I already did it. You want me to take you off?

Oh, forget it, Randolph. I just, uh, threw out my damn bag.

Doing what?

Picking something up off the floor.

What? No, that's like an old person thing to happen.

Maybe you're just sore from lifting.

Just tell Kowalski I ain't gonna make it tonight.

No, uh-uh. You know how Kowalski gets when we miss cake cocktails.

Look. I got magic hands passed down from my Aunt Gloria. I'll go to your house,

adjust your back, and then we can go to Daley's from there. No, Vera, I don't

want you coming over here.

She's already gone.

Damn it.

Well, that was abrupt.

You guys should go.

I'll wait for Dalton to meet you over there.

No, I'll stay.

I'm the alternate.

No, I got it.

Kowalski was busting my balls earlier.

If he gets in a few drinks before I see him, maybe he'll let up.

Hey, there.

Can we help you?

I need to... I need to make a report.

Yeah?

What's going on? How much have you had to drink tonight, man?

I'll get him to the drunk tank.

You guys get out of here. Love you, Gibbs.

Mm-hmm.

Seriously, why didn't you watch Cheers last night?

Mary Jo, you take off yet?

Gibbs, did you hear from Dalton? He's supposed to be the duty agent tonight.

We need to call the MPs. Get this guy transferred over to the drunk tank.

Gail, did you forget to give Dalton Baseman his schedule again?

I know we call him basement, but I do tend to forget his office is down there.

You got an A.I.D. on you?

You all are doing makeup.

Daily shut down for N.I.S. folks only.

No one impressed.

Oh, well, Gail has a thing for J.J., so I'm thinking if you're smoky, I will

seal the deal.

Lord, help us.

I got a drunk Marine here.

Captain Brian Polanco.

Yeah, Polanco.

Get over to Daily's. I got him.

I appreciate someone taking initiative around here. That's very nice, Gibbs.

I like that very much.

Okay.

Yeah, we'll see you here soon. Thanks.

He sprayed me.

What's that?

Someone sprayed me.

Last night, I was walking out to my place, and they sprayed me in the face.

You saying you were assaulted?

Oh, damn it.

Captain, you okay?

Polanco? Gale, call 911.

What? We need an ambulance.

Hey, what's going on? I don't know. I thought he was drunk.

Something's wrong. Gary, back, back.

Polanco, look at me.

Brian! Brian!

Hey, look at me!

Frank, Vera.

It's open.

Hey, let me in.

I said it's open.

Son of a bitch.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be on the floor.

Okay, where's the pain?

You're out.

Here,

get on your stomach.

What? No. Yeah. No, this is the only position I can be in. Well, it only

works if you're on your stomach. So here, come on. Don't touch me. Come on.

Stop. I can't. Mike, don't fight me on this. Vera!

Better?

Yeah.

Huh?

How the hell did you do that?

Magic hands.

Hey, want some water? Before we go get wasted?

Hey, what?

Randall's right.

This only happens to old people.

Next thing you know, I'm retired, eating Hungry Man's in front of the TV all day,

just waiting to shrivel up and die.

Are you kidding me?

I can't wait to get old.

Then I can finally say what's on my mind instead of holding back all the time.

You sit there. I'll get it. By the way, you're not geriatric until your ass gets

flat.

Hello.

Michael Franks' residence.

Vera? Is that you?

Yes, Gail. It's me. What do you need? That guy that came in here is

unconscious now.

What guy? What you want?

There was a guy that came in after you guys left.

We thought he was drunk, but then he started having a seizure.

The paramedic took one look at him and told his partner not to come in. He said

it wasn't safe.

He told the other paramedic to wait outside?

Paramedic for what?

Can you and Frank just come back here?

This doesn't feel right.

Gibbs is the highest-ranking agent here, and according to Kowalski, he has no

leadership goals.

Yeah, where are we?

Okay, stabilizing. The two sets are coming back up.

Get some masks out of my kit.

What's going on? How long have you all been with him? Why'd you tell your

partner not to come in? Was anyone else exposed to him?

Bang, bang, bang on the door, baby!

Knockin' a lot of sugar!

Bang, bang, bang on the door, baby!

I can't hear you!

Bang, bang, bang! Dailies, this is Smitty. Smitty, it's Gibbs. I need to

talk to Lala. Gibbs!

You doing what now? Thank you. Shut off the damn music. This is an emergency.

I need to talk to Lala.

Okay, I got you. I can't hear you!

Lala!

Lala!

Gibbs needs to talk to you. Something's happened. And lift. Okay, so we're going

to quarantine him in the rec room.

Gail, clear the building. Make sure no one else is here.

Hello? Gibbs?

Are you okay?

Yeah, what do you mean? What's going on? That guy that came in, he wasn't drunk.

He has a virus.

He's contagious.

What kind of virus? What? Who's got a virus? That drunk guy. Wait, are they

saying we were exposed?

Lala, listen to me. It's called the Lenka virus.

The Lenka virus?

The paramedics said that the last case was in 1924, but then last month,

someone else got it. Lenka.

I read about it in the paper a couple of weeks ago. Some woman was exposed at a

lab in Mexico.

What happened to her? They quarantined her.

A week later, she died.

Are any of you guys showing symptoms?

Slurred speech, seizure, trouble breathing, coughing?

No. What's he saying? You all need to stay there.

No one can leave until we know more.

They're trying to stop it from spreading.

We're all on lockdown until further notice.

So you're telling me the kids run a point on this thing and we're all queued

up to die.

I told you 10 times on the radio, we shouldn't even be here. I told you, you

can't be here. I heard what you said, Broby.

But I ain't leaving you with this alone.

Boss.

Boss, you know I'm right.

Look, Wheeler's on his way to talk to some top disease doctor. He said you

should meet him over at Blue Ridge Medical Center.

Who else you got in there?

Herm, Gail, Nadia, and the paramedic.

Wheeler told us not to tell anyone what's going on till we figure out

protocol. It makes sense. Word gets out, the public's gonna panic. We aren't even

allowed to call our families.

You didn't say you had Gary in there.

Let him out, bro. He's trying to get to me.

No, he needs to stay put.

He was exposed, too. We don't know if this thing can infect animals.

Boss, go meet with the doctor.

That's what we need you to do.

All right.

Let's go.

Y'all three take care of each other.

He keeps running from me. I'm trying to keep him away from Polanco, but he

doesn't want to listen.

I think he's wanting to stay on guard because he knows the guy's dying.

I did a second sweep of the building to make sure no one else was here. I also

called Lala and read her Polanco service record.

I didn't think we'd get that till morning.

I busted some heads via phone and got a fax over.

Okay, Gail.

Good work.

Well... Here's to our lives being in the hands of the JV squad.

To feeling no pain when we start croaking later tonight.

Hey, yo, JJ, speaking of the JV squad, I hear Gale wants in your pants.

Carl, shut your mouth.

I got some food on in the kitchen.

Y'all need to stay hydrated.

Hey, I'm just the bartender. I got nothing to do with the NIS.

And Cliff Wheeler's gonna tell me I can't call my friends to get one of them

to take my cat.

Justice for Smitty. Yeah, justice for Smitty.

Justice for me and Mr. Whiskers. The last people I want to die with.

Okay, I wrote down everything Gail told us.

Lala, I heard you on the phone with Gail.

Did she say what happened with Dalton Basement?

Basement? She didn't mention him. Did she tell him not to show up for night

duty? I assume so. She was actually pretty with it on the phone. My Gail?

Gail Price?

Why do you think she got this stuff, Herm? I want you to close your eyes and

imagine Gail as head secretary over there. You tell me if you think stuff is

getting messed up.

I have similar concerns about Herm.

If this virus is going to take us all out, we can't let it take the chain of

custody, too.

and Herm needs to make sure that all evidence is logged in step.

Tell you what, let's write a list of instructions for Gail and Herm, then we

can relay it all on one phone call to keep the line open. Great.

Frank Sinvera should have an update for us soon.

Hey, who's that newsman over here? That epi guy we're meeting, what's his name?

If you mean epidemiologist, her name is Dr. Harding.

And hey, you know, I was thinking on the way over here, I'm really impressed with

how Roy is handling this whole thing.

Yeah, well...

I trained him.

No, I mean it.

Like the way he was holding that door shut on you? I haven't seen someone take

charge in a way that robust since never.

Certainly not in our office.

And we can confirm that this latest case of Lenka occurred on Cam Pendleton. The

details are still pouring in. Hey, none of that's confirmed. Where are you

getting that? Are you a representative for Pendleton?

What can you tell us about the outbreak? Step back.

Hey, get out of my face.

Can you confirm that the outbreak is contained?

Hey, hey, hey.

You are blocking the entrance to a damn hospital. Let's go.

Use your brain.

Move. Get out of the way. I can't let you in the building.

Thank you. Please, just stay back.

Form a line and grab a mask. We can't help you unless you get checked in. NIS,

the hell's going on here? I heard about the case of Lenka on the news. They

think they have symptoms.

Are you from the government? What are the symptoms?

I'm feeling dizzy, but there are people coughing inside here. Ma'am, I'm sure

that the doctors will see all... of you as soon as they can. They're not going

to let us leave if we have it right. My name is Elliot Thorpe. Elliot Thorpe. I

need you to get a message to my wife. I need you to tell her that I love her.

Agent Franks? Yeah.

Dr. Harding, follow me.

You really think we can trust the stuff you got from Gail?

I'm feeling lucky.

Let's put it up.

Victim.

It's Captain Brian Polanco, who sprayed with something in his face on his way

home last night. The salient likely ran off. Perm confirmed Polanco called in

sick to work this morning.

Paramedic Wesley thinks this spray must have been an aerosolized version of the

virus. Hopefully. Polanco went straight from his place to NIS and didn't infect

anyone else along the way.

Okay, what are the victim's stats?

Polanco is single, assigned to supply battalion, lives alone on base in the

bachelor officer quarters.

What the heck is that? He said his parents are in Boise, right? That's

them. Living in Idaho.

Phone number's on the back.

Gail tried them a bunch of times.

No answer.

You infect one person on Pendleton, it's a pretty good way to take down the

entire base.

Listen, what were you doing last night instead of watching Cheers?

Why do you even care about that right now? Because... I can't call Junie.

I may never be able to hold Junior again.

And the fact that you're shutting me out is making me question the depth of our

friendship, which is, like, super troubling at a time like this when I

need you the most.

Oh, my God. You are just that nosy. I'm sorry. I can't help it. Come on!

Let's go!

Let's nail this bastard before we die.

Captain Polanco's symptoms are in line with the Lenka virus, but I can't make a

definitive determination that this is Lenka without a sample. What's the

treatment for Lenka? My team is working on some experimental avenues, but there

is no treatment as of yet, which is troubling given that the virus has a 95%

mortality rate.

But just because someone might have been exposed, that 95% doesn't apply to

everyone, right?

Oh, it's highly unlikely that you were exposed to anything other than the

common cold back there in the lobby.

People hear about a case and they become paranoid that they have symptoms. The

same thing happened in Mexico.

She ain't talking about us. We got co-workers. Blanca breathed on.

Oh.

Yes, well, that is a horse of a different color.

This could be an act of bioterrorism. We need to take steps to secure the base.

Listen. Friend, we don't know much about Lenka, but we estimate an R0 of 19 with

an incubation period of 2 to 12 hours.

That means that one person has the potential to infect 19 others and

symptoms show up quick.

If this is the start of an outbreak, it's going to go far beyond Pendleton.

How the hell do we spin this? How the hell did the press get a hold of it in

the first place?

Wheeler, you were given strict orders not to let your people talk to anyone

outside. Sir, I gave my people instructions.

I guarantee they followed them to the letter.

It's possible the victim tipped someone off before he came to NIS. You need to

plug your leak, Cliff.

I don't have a leak, Connie. All right, enough.

I got a team at NIS, a team at Dailies.

Someone here best tell me what to do to get them home.

The first step is to confirm that this is indeed Lenka.

I can lead a team in to extract a sample from Polanco, but I need some time to

properly mitigate the risk. How much time do we have?

Polanco was infected last night. He had a clean bill of health.

Lenka would take approximately one week from the time of infection to kill a

healthy 30-year-old male.

Who would have access to a dang virus?

Did Polanco's parents give us anything?

Still couldn't get a hold of them.

Polanco's the same.

His breathing is more labored.

Your dog's still out there trying to watch over him. I told him he's got to

stay up here to be safe.

I mean, we were all exposed anyway, right? It doesn't really matter if we

wear masks or how far we stay away now.

Gibbs feels better with us up here.

Where is he?

Press is reporting what happened, so we got to go ahead to call our families.

We're taking turns.

Oh, uh, Mary Jo and Kowalski called.

Uh, Kowalski wants you to secure the chain of custody for all the evidence.

I did that already. What's he think?

I'm incompetent? I know. Mary Jo was acting like I'm incompetent, too.

I turned on the TV.

Diane. It's on every channel. Oh, my God.

Are you feeling sick? Diane, I'm fine.

It's gonna be fine.

It's not fine.

It's not fine.

Leroy.

People are depending on me.

Everyone's depending on me.

Then they're in good hands.

I gotta go.

Love you.

What's going on, Gary?

Gary!

Gibson. Stay here.

Stay. Stay, stay.

17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25. What's happening?

Cardiac arrest.

27, 28, 29, 30.

Check your pulse.

You got one?

Oh, come on.

No, come on, come on.

Come on, Brian.

Come on, buddy.

Wake up!

Gibbs.

Gibbs, he's gone.

He's gone.

You try it, Gibbs.

You try it.

Man, you okay?

Wesley?

I can't breathe.

Oh, hell. He must have caught it.

It's okay.

Calm down.

Gibbs, don't touch him. He has the virus.

Gibbs!

Okay, listen.

We got news. It's not great.

But just remember, we're putting together a team.

And we... Polanco's dead. Paramedic Wesley's showing symptoms.

Y'all going loony over there?

They're drunk.

J.J. Carl and Smitty are being idiots.

That don't sound like Smitty.

They think they're gonna die, Mike. Now's not the time to judge.

It's Gibbs.

Is anyone else showing symptoms?

Just paramedics. Listen, Dr. Harding thought Blanco would have a week before

the virus killed him. Could be this isn't Lenka at all. Or it could be a

worse strain.

Look, we're gonna get answers.

The disease doc's coming over.

Her and Tango are gonna call Gibbs and Herm, tell them how to take a sample.

What? I thought Dr. Harding was leading a team in to do it. That's when we

thought it was Lenka.

If it's something else, we don't know what could be released when they cut

into the lung.

Since, uh, Gibbs and Herm have already been exposed.

But if it's that dangerous, shouldn't someone with medical... What about the

paramedic? He ain't in no shape. He quarantined himself in the kitchen.

Mike, Dr. Hardy wants forensics to sign off on these orders once they get the

sample. Okay, listen, Lala, I want you staying positive.

You hear me?

I mean, from what I saw from Gibbs today.

Solid set of cojones developing on that one.

I mean, nothing on par with yours.

But still, keep me in the loop, okay?

You got it.

Justice for Smitty!

Hey,

Randy moved your board back there. He said he couldn't concentrate with the

Three Stooges.

Wait, wait.

Oh.

Holy mother, that's a lot. Wait, so the paramedic is too sick to take the

sample? Give me a quarter. I need to call Gibbs.

I'm not using the bar phone. I need privacy.

He's in charge over there. He's probably freaking out. I got to give him an

inspirational talk. Yeah, I don't have a quarter. Listen, I finally got a hold of

Polanco's mom.

I don't have a quarter.

Polanco's mom said he had no enemies. The only thing I got from her said he

was taking a cooking class.

Anyone got a freaking quarter?

No!

Yeah, Gibbs.

Gibbs, it's Lola.

I just kicked the hell out of the cigarette machine until the corridor

came out so I could call you.

AJ28, Dark Days, do you copy?

What? Sorry, it's the paramedics radio. Hang on.

Okay. You got an update?

What? Uh, no. I, uh, I just... I heard about how you got a ticket sample from

Polanco's lung.

Yeah. I was gonna give you an inspirational speech.

But I guess that's not really my thing.

Lucky I'm not the one in charge over there, huh?

You think I should give an inspirational speech?

I don't know.

Probably.

Listen.

I... I should

go.

Randy's been super needy. Okay.

Lala. Kim!

Gary's sick! He's got the virus!

I walked in. He was laying here.

His breathing is shallow. We gotta do mouth-to-mouth.

What the heck? He smells like onions. Onions? No, he... Oh, no.

No. What? No.

No. What?

Hell. Hell no. Come on. What happened? He didn't catch the virus. He ate the

dang onion.

What's going on? We heard yelling. Go get me some hydrogen peroxide.

What? Now. We need Gary to drink it to make him throw up.

Wesley's kid is on my desk. Go. Come on. Hurry up. What are you doing with a

crate of onions in here? Evidence. Some dude was using them to smuggle coke. He

ate cocaine, too. No, dude. We took the drugs out.

Are onion onions poisonous to dogs? Yeah, and they're going to kill them if

we can't get them to puke them out. Where's the hydrogen peroxide? There

wasn't any in Wesley's kit.

Check the first aid kits.

Kitchen under the sink, bathrooms, Mary Jo's desk. Go.

You're okay, buddy. You're gonna be okay. There was nothing at MJ's desk.

This was in the kitchen, but there's no label on it.

You guys okay?

Gibbs!

Sorry about this, buddy.

Come on, open up.

I'm sorry, pal.

Never knew it could come out of both ends with that kind of velocity.

My dog ate four onions once when I was a kid. So you knew what to do?

You're a hero, man.

You saved his life.

I'll check on Wesley.

And I'll give an inspirational speech.

Then you and me will get that lung sample.

Is that for Carl or JJ?

Carl. No, no.

Carl's like a dog. He can't do onions.

I'm telling you, if folks aren't fed right, things go wrong.

I can guarantee Gail's not keeping them fed and hydrated over there.

Mary Jo, we did what we could, and we raised them right.

Now all we can do is hope they fly.

Nadia, pass around some granola bars, please.

If folks aren't fed right, things go wrong.

Wesley's still in the kitchen.

He doesn't look good. So you're ready to get the sample, then?

You got everything we need in here?

CBRN is two minutes out. I'll have them wait outside the main doors for the

sample. Hand off Nadia. We'll give them the quickest route to forensics.

Look.

I know we're all wishing we were someplace else.

But we're not.

We're here.

And we're all we got.

Whatever it takes to get this sample, whatever it tells us, whatever happens

in the end, we're going to know we did everything we could for each other.

That means something.

Let's light it up, boss.

Gail.

Hold our calls.

Damn it. What the hell is that? What do you want me to do? You want me to stop?

Pop something in there and we'll get sprayed with poison, dude. We don't feel

right about this. If you made the incision in the fourth intercostal

space... We don't know what that means.

Okay, take a breath.

It's a space between the fourth and fifth ribs.

We're confident you have that part right.

Are you pulling open enough muscle tissue to see the outside of the lung?

I don't know, lady. All I see is bloody lasagna.

Gibbs, listen to me. Once you cut into the lung, we need you to be quick.

We don't want you overexposed to whatever gases are expelled.

Get the sample and get out of there. Doc, I don't know what the hell I'm

looking at here.

Is this the lung?

Yes.

Hey, Herm?

What? Do you remember when I took you out on the Harley last week and there

was this guy on a Yamaha in front of us at the light?

And you were like, whoa, that guy should be wearing a helmet. And I said he

should at least be wearing a hat because his head was all sweaty and he was bald

and he was getting sunburned. Uh, yeah.

The lung looks just like that guy's bald head.

Same shade of pink and shiny and smooth and unattractive.

Okay, I think I see it.

It's that.

That thing?

Yeah, it looks like a white dude with some burnt head down.

Hold your breath.

I'm going on three.

One. Oh, Lord, please do not squirt poison in my face. Two.

Please don't let us die. Please don't let us die. Please don't let us die.

Three.

Well, props to Gibbs and Herm.

Did a masterful job with this extraction.

Okay.

Sample's officially secured.

Can we take these things off now?

The sample was exposed to the air earlier when we put it in the ELISA.

We'll decontaminate after we get the results.

Can we take the suits off or not, Woodrow?

No!

How much longer does this thing take to cook? We've been waiting forever.

Is the suit hurting your back?

Vera called ahead, told us to be sensitive to your aging body.

I'm sorry. I gotta say, you know, what is with all the self-absorption

happening here, Michael?

You know, we all know you're getting older.

Okay, we can see your hairline. There are people dying over here, pal.

You're the ones that brought this up.

Ooh. Ooh. No.

No, Phil, let me.

I did all the legwork. Okay, no. Okay, we talked about this. I get first dibs

on all high-level test results.

Wow. Well, don't expect me to share my corn nuts with you later. This is not a

match.

Sample's negative for Lenka.

So this ain't got nothing to do with what happened in Mexico.

Could be a match to one of these other standard curves.

I got it.

This is it.

The sample tested positive for one of the world's most lethal substances.

Botulism toxin.

Damn. And crazy fact, you know, some Nuxos started injecting small amounts of

this stuff into their face to stop wrinkles.

Oh, Franks, maybe that can make you feel less old.

He's kidding, okay? There is no way that injecting this deadly toxin into your

face is going to catch on with the masses.

Who's got access to this?

Chemical labs, cosmetics companies.

It's not so easy to aerosolize. No kidding.

Whoever did this had to have intimate knowledge of the toxin. And if they have

the capability to make more, I mean, this could definitely start a humongous

bioterrorism attack.

Oh, yeah.

This could take down everything.

I mean, one bit of good news, though.

Guys, we're okay.

It's not contagious.

What? It's not Lenka. It's something else. What is it? Something that freezes

wrinkles. The lockdown is lifted. Call Daly's. Let them know.

Wesley!

It's not Lenka!

Wesley!

Wesley?

Wesley, did you hear me? The test came back. It's not contagious.

The test is wrong. I can't breathe.

You couldn't have caught anything from Polanco. It must be something else.

I'm calling someone to come check you out. This is Lenka. It's going to

spread. You can't lift the lockdown.

We're already doing it. You can't.

We have to stay in here. It's going to spread.

Hey! We're all going to die!

We're all going to die!

Gibbs?

Where are you? Gibbs?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Are you?

Sweet Moses. It's good to be back.

Hey, do y'all call your families? Junie was so frickin' relieved.

Herm, you let Grandma know we're good kids. Heck yeah, dude. Call Diane?

Yeah. Awesome.

Everybody, get in here.

Let's go. We gotta keep moving. Whoever infected Polanco could be planning

another attack.

What do we have?

Oh, damn it. We moved the board upstairs.

Oh, did you need your board caps?

Here you go. Dang, Gail. And they look hydrated, too. Mary Jo!

I missed you so much.

Is that the paramedic? Yeah.

Where is he?

He's in holding. The medic said that the symptoms were all in his head. No way.

Yeah, guy spent all his free time talking on his radio with a group called

Dark Days.

They're a bunch of conspiracy theorist guys.

We heard some of them on the radio when we were taking the lung sample.

Y'all should have seen us pull that off, by the way. The group's been going nuts

with theories since the whole Lenka thing in Mexico.

Their specialty is stuff that can kill you. Wesley overrode an ambulance that

was closer to us when he heard what Polanco's symptoms were. So, he thought

it could be Lenka, and he wanted to...

report to this conspiracy group? He was the leak to the press.

Yo.

I have never been so happy to see you jokers. Come on, let's go. It's a group

hug. Come on, group hug. All right, let's go. We got to get moving on this.

Frank's headed back to the hospital to see if Dr. Harding can find out how

someone can get access to botulism toxin.

What else?

Roy, you got something, or are you having another one of your woodworking

fantasies?

We got a line to a whole group of people that sit around and obsess over stuff

that can kill you.

Oh, yeah, I know about botulism. That stuff will kill you so fast. But it can

also get rid of wrinkles, so you frickin' Swiss army not the toxins, you

know? Have you looked into places that work with it?

You bet your ass I have. Let me get my notebook.

Is there anywhere else beside a university you can think of?

So you're aware, an improperly stored potato is also extremely lethal. Gail.

Did a list of folks who had access to the testing lab at the university.

On it.

Directory of employees from Vital Works Cosmetics.

The place suggested by the very first radio net you talked to. Sir, I only

need to know about the botulism toxin. Because this is a fact, rags covered in

linseed oil can spontaneously combust when left in a pile. Okay, trying other

channels.

Hello, anyone out there on dark days?

Gail, run down these names of the folks that had lab access at that cosmetics

company. Mary Granger, Elliot Thorpe, Christopher Crawford. Wait, wait, wait.

Elliot Thorpe?

Vera, you got something?

Elliot Thorpe.

Yes, he was at the hospital.

He was afraid he was going to die at Lenka. He kept asking me and Franks to

tell his wife he loved her. If he's the one that sprayed Polanco, it would make

sense. He thought he might have breathed it in, infected himself.

Randy, call the hospital.

I anticipated your request. I'm on with them already.

I'll get word to Franks. He's at the hospital talking to Dr. Harding.

I got confirmation.

Elliot Thorpe was seen by a doctor. He was released a few minutes ago.

Let's go.

Yes, I need to speak to NIS agent Michael Franks. It's urgent.

Elliot Thorpe!

Stop it, I ask!

Stop! Elliot Thorpe!

Mr.

Thorpe, ain't no use in running from a man with boots and a badge.

Mr. Harding said everyone that came to the ER with symptoms is cleared.

It was all mass paranoia. Still, shower's gonna feel good today.

I'm gonna take two. Thank you. All right.

Glad y'all are here.

Thorpe is in Holden. Got a full confession on the ride back. So that,

plus my Dukes of Hazzard takedown and my great one-liner about the boots and the

badge, safe to say... Old Mikey is still got it!

Did you happen to get a why from Thorpe? Yeah, his wife met Polanco at a cooking

class. Started banging him.

Ooh. Jealous husband kills wife's lover.

After all that, I thought it'd be more original.

Morning, people.

FYI, Kowalski called cocktails for tonight.

You all didn't get enough last night?

Carl's on duty, so he's out. What's with all the towels?

Is that the same suit you were wearing yesterday?

Yeah, I was on night duty. Easiest shift ever. I spent all night down at my

office.

Not one call came in.

Oh, my God, I know we call him Dalton Basement, and I did clear the building,

but I do tend to forget his office is down here.

Wait, so you didn't have the calls forwarded to my line?

Well, yeah.

It was a good run while I lasted.

Did something happen last night? What did I miss?

Hey, Lala.

Do you mind, um, telling Kowalski I'm gonna be late tonight?

Why? Where are you going? I have a thing. What thing? It's nothing.

You're never late to cake cocktails.

Well played, Bernard.

Okay, you tell me yours first.

Why do you miss Cheers?

I've been hanging out with this guy.

I don't know.

I really like him.

Oh, crap.

Does his name rhyme with me, Roy Bibbs?

Voila, he is married.

No! No!

No.

His name's Johnny.

That's great.

Manly name. Why is it a big secret?

Come on.

Your turn.

Spill it.

Why are you going to be late, Bernard?

And then he tells me he's taking a stand-up comedy class.

That's a secret.

I can't think of anything that makes me happier than the idea of Randy on stage

telling jokes.

So I'm Johnny now, huh?

What are you gonna tell Flaco my name is?

I don't talk to Flaco about important stuff.

You gotta go tonight?

We all have sorrow, but if we are

wise, we know that there's always tomorrow.

Kowalski was right about what he saw out his evidence room window.

The office was a living, breathing thing.

It was a family.

Gibbs, how you doing?

Upgrade from last night, huh?

Lala!

I beat you here!

Roby.

Well, it's because after last night, you got your eyes set on team leaders

someday.

Hey, you make a damn good one.

and Michael Franks, please report to the stage for a group hug.

I'm not taking no for an answer.

crazy night in lockdown it changed me from that night on i knew

i had what it took i didn't know how or when i would get there but i knew that

someday i would lead the charge i'd have my own team and they would call me boss

and i would see them just like this just like a family a family

that i would protect

No matter what.